[hider Fjolte Soriksen]

[b]Name:[/b] Fjolte Soriksen
[b]Race[/b]: Nord
[b]Age:[/b] 30
[b]Birthsign:[/b] The Steed
[b]Family Origins:[/b] Rorikstead - Skyrim

[b]Appearance:[/b]
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[indent]Standing proud at 6’5”, Fjolte is tall even by Nord standards. He is well built too, years of keeping himself physically fit has given him a well muscled body. He is absolutely solid, and stays this way by practicing his martial arts, and with acrobatic acts as part of a regular morning routine. He has a typically strong jawline for his race, gifted to him by his father. His eyes are ocean blue and of a thin almond shape. Were it not for his constant smile, they might appear to be intense and overly piercing. He has several thin scars across his face, most noticeably over his forehead, and a diagonal scar across his cheek.

He has bronze brown hair that falls to his shoulder blades and is worn tousled and thrown back, the sides either shaved down and clipped short, or braided and adorned with copper rings and beads of various shades and styles. He has been frequently likened to a lion, his size and overt energy doing very little to discourage the comparison. He keeps his beard trimmed more as subtle stubble under his lower lip to his chin, and over his jawline.

For such a sturdy man, Fjolte has a soft air around him, and a warm, infectious smile that could light up a room. His fun and easy-going personality takes over his appearance at times and he is not in the least bit intimidating. That said, when it comes to matters of the heart - and when it comes to protecting his friends or standing up for his beliefs, then it can all melt away in a second. These times are extremely rare, and it pains him to ever have to get serious enough to have to rely on pure intimidation.

Fjolte chooses to dress casually in light armour at all times. Opting for a simple cotton waistcoat jacket lined with crows feathers around the neck - were it not for the two polished silver brooch buttons studded with blue quartz, it wouldn’t be remarkable at all. It is absolutely not typical of Nord fashion, and he actually had the jacket made in Elsewyr from a an old cotton shirt of his, and the feathers were collected by Fjolte from the top of a mountain in a nest which he climbed as part of his training with the Whispering Fang monks. The jacket is a reminder of his journey, and thus, is one of his most prized possessions and he feels honoured to wear it.

He has a tattoo over his left shoulder, traveling down his entire chest to his waist. An abstract depiction of a bird in flight.[/indent]

[b]Personality:[/b]

[indent]A braggadocious shit talker. This is how you would describe Fjolte upon first impression. Over the years he has managed to adopt a personality of pure arrogance and overconfidence. He has spent much of his recent years as the de facto leader of his ever changing band of misfits, and this has given him cause to act in such a way - he is an entertaining, charismatic young man who doesn’t take life too seriously, but can’t resist embellishing his achievements to those who will listen. Those who take him at the face value are very often proved completely wrong, given enough time.

He is very extroverted, and finds it natural and easy to communicate with others from all walks of life. The interest that he has in others is genuine and well-meaning, almost to a fault – he can often become too involved problems and his trait of empathy means that sometimes he will mistakenly carry other people's problems and make them his own. More often than not, putting his trust in others has helped them become better people in the end. To help people is something he sees as his duty in life. With that said, he will never push at people when they are not ready, and he knows that some people are beyond his help, by his nature he is not overbearing.

Fjolte can at times be too sensitive, it’s easy for him to take things to heart and feel others problems when that aren’t his own, getting lost in trying to fix them, worrying if he is doing enough. His self esteem has a tendency to eb and flow too, with constant worrying of whether he can live up to his ideals. It hits him especially hard if he fails in a task, more so if it was something meaningful and sentimental in nature. As someone who values relationships and friendship over most things in life, Fjolte finds it near impossible to make tough decisions, especially if he is against the clock, he gets too caught up in weighing up potential consequences that he misses the chance to take action.

Of course, he is incredibly flirtatious, using his charisma to win him over with members of the opposite sex. He takes great pleasure in getting to know new people, and his charisma makes it easy for him to work his way into the lives of those he meets, whether that is in a large or small capacity. He leaves an impression. That’s not to say that he can’t act the dashing rogue to impress however - often reading his would-be suitor and changing his approach on the fly. He loves love, and will do just about anything for it, and hey, if it can’t be love - he’ll take the pleasure too.

Overall, Fjolte is incredibly charismatic- even if that is quite easily read as cockiness, getting to know him reveals his deeper layers. He has endless energy and a vivid imagination which he puts to good use in his storytelling, and of course he cares very deeply about those he travels with, placing time spent with people forming connections and developing relationships as being more important than the task and mission at hand. [/indent]

[b]Equipment[/b]:
*Specialist leather fingerless gauntlets.
*Red hand wraps that he wears wrapped around his waist, as a belt when not in use
*Light armour in the form of a crow-feather lined jacket, loose cropped pants with fur trims, and leather boots.
*A leg guard on his left leg to power his kicks.
*Several necklaces

[b]Misc. Possessions:[/b]
* A copper prayer bell
* Incense cones
* A pouch of 'herbs'
* A smoking pipe
* Sleeping Tree Sap
* Coin purse with 84 septims


[b]Family and Associations:[/b]
*Berek Soriksen - Father - Alive
*Yvka Soriksen - Mother - Alive
*Helga Soriksen - Sister - Alive
*Honon the Fat - Brother-in-Law - Alive
*Astrid and Risica - Nieces - Alive
*Merna Soriksen - Sister - Alive
*Raelynn Deserine - Employer

[B]Attributes[/B]
Major: Speed
Minor: Endurance

[b]Favoured Skills:[/b]
[b]Highly Proficient -[/b]
Hand-to-Hand
[b]Fighting Style:[/b]
[indent][i]Whispering Fang[/i] - Quick and deadly jabs, swift on his feet, uses his environment to turn the tide of a fight. Fjolte was taught as much of this method as he could learn by Khajiit monks in Elsewyr. His Nord physique made it impossible to fully adopt, since the style relies heavily on the use of the Khajiit’s claws and tail. It was his first foray into Hand-to-Hand style, and became the skeleton to develop his own…

[i]Singing Fist [/i]- Using breathing techniques, Fjolte moves defensively to wear out his opponent, powering up his punch to land on specific parts of the body to inflict the most damage and take the least stamina from himself. He doesn’t believe that you should hurt anyone more than is necessary, and his deadly Singing Fist can knock down an opponent in a single hit if he lands it at a particular spot. This technique was developed in High Hrothgar after meditating with the Greybeards, it is perfectly aligned to his body and unique to him.

[i]Steel Fist[/i] - Another of his own creations, similar to Singing Fist, but far more offensive and aggressive. He makes use of heavy punches and low kicks, wearing his opponents down by delivering punches to the body and heavy low kicks as well as elbow and knee strikes. This stance places him closer to his opponent, relying more on strikes unlike with his Singing Fist which is very acrobatic and places him away.[/indent]

Acrobatics

[b]Moderately Proficient:[/b]
Athletics
Speech

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