As promised, got him cranked out prior to the weekend ending, do critique to your heart's content.

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[h1][color=598527]Jerod Staudinger[/color][/h1]
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Party:

Name: Jerod Staudinger

Sex: Male

Class: Lord

Starting Weapons: 
- Rapier

History:
Born to the Staudinger House in Elibe, a noble house that has been trying to maneuver into the throne for several generations now and has been stymied by either opposition from the ruling family or misfortune, Jerod still considers the fact he wasn't the first or even second born a blessing, being the youngest of three siblings. His older brother, and sister, both had to worry about a lot more of politics and being groomed for leading the family once the parents passed, while Jerod was given a bit more leeway, and he avoided the rest of the family whenever possible, spending most of his company in the training arena, learning to fight from anyone who was competent and willing to teach. His parents didn't approve, but they had far more to worry about grooming his eldest brother, Ansgar, and older sister, Lashiel, to worry about the youngest child going off the planned path a bit. Besides, him being good in a fight could make him a useful second for duels, so they allowed the matter to continue.

This would turn out to be a mistake, as once Jerod was old enough to fight against other men properly, he would throw himself into any fight that he could find, putting his training to practice. He earned a reputation in the dueling circles, routinely humiliating opponents instead of outright besting them, making a show out of fighting someone instead of just besting them. This showmanship would come to a head when he was declared a second by his sister Lashiel when she was challenged, and spent most of the fight disarming and taunting his opponent's second. Yet the opponent refused to yield, so eventually Jerod made the man bleed out, and was nearly charged by the opponent's supporters, if it wasn't for the lord overseeing the duel stepping in. It was eye opening for Jerod, because if this was what he was to expect, being the second for his siblings, then he was having none of it.

Before his parents could discipline him for the showing off during the duel, Jerod stole the rapier that serves him now and left, departing from Elibe completely and either eluding or murdering anyone that tried to drag him back to his family. After several years, his family gave up and, in return, Jerod stopped using the Staudinger name at all, simply going by his first name. With that problem solved, as far as he was concerned, he proceeded to sell his sword arm to the highest bidder and began life as a sellsword. He never walked away from how he learned to fight, which made him stand out from typical mercenaries, earning him a steady supply of coin to pay for his survival away from the family. As such, despite expectations for him to have to return groveling, Jerod never did, turning a tidy profit and living off the spoils of war. He would pay no mind to how things were going back home, deliberately avoiding any news or rumors spawned from his homeland to make his life simpler, and continues to live as a sellsword to this day.

Personality:
As a person, Jerod doesn't ever sugar coat how he feels about someone, a situation, or anything else he has cause to be forced to consider. He still retains vestiges of the noble airs in how he speaks and moves, letting his accent flow more freely now than when he was still being groomed to support his elder two siblings in their maneuvering throughout the royal courts, but his actions are far more direct and honest. The young man does not take kindly to being reprimanded on his ignoble pursuit as a sellsword, standing staunchly against the idea that one's birth should dictate how they approach their lives. The irony that the learning and training he received growing up as a noble allows him to pursue such a life is not lost on him, and remains a source of irritation. As such, most people at a casual glance see him as a bitter noble scorned, always ready to insult or make an unkind remark towards anyone, all the while spending his evenings drunk or wishing he was drunk.

While keeping up the facade of a drunkard and sellsword, not hard things considering Jerod [i]does[/i] enjoy selling his swordarm and using the profit to drink his evenings away, underneath is still the a sharpness that puts his sword to shame. Letting his peers underestimate him, all the while watching and keeping a running mental tally of what is useful and what isn't about people around him means that, when push comes to shove, he often has a lot more of an idea of what is going on than anyone gives him credit for. When it comes to beliefs and standing for something, he is silent on the matter unless deliberately engaged, not interested in debating semantics on the how's and why's of a cause. Not to say that he doesn't have his opinion outside of turning a profit, but he doesn't see a point in arguing a topic that won't likely change how someone views a situation. 

Despite being a blue blood himself, Jerod does not tolerate the ones that use their station and treat people born into poorer status as lesser beings, as if events out of their control determines the kind of people they are. He has gotten himself into trouble assaulting some jumped up brat, literally hauling them off their high horse to drag them through the mud, only to have to deal with some irate father demanding a duel to 'satisfy their honor', a concept that the sellsword blue blood finds laughable at best. Having someone you seconded die in a duel over some insult is petty at best, and he is quick to call out nobles for their actions. Not that he is guiltless himself, but he does at least try and avoid looking down on others for things that they have no control over. There is usually plenty enough to hold someone accountable for without including things they cannot have a say in, far as he is concerned.

[hider=OTP]Never was too fond of this whole song and dance, but if I had to pick one? M!Avatar x Tiki. Fight me.[/hider]
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