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Name: Fokiir

Race: Nord/Vampire

Gender: Male

Age: 55 (*Frostfall 17th, 4E 156)

Appearance: Appearance is stuck in his twenties (due to Vampirism). Rather tall. Neither big in stature nor weak. Dark hair. A beard covers most of his face. Green Eyes

Class: Archer

Spells(Max 8 and optional): Candlelight, Magelight, Flames, Frostbite, Sparks, Muffle, Healing, Healing Hands

Powers(Racial + 2 more max): Battle Cry, Resist Frost, Vampiric Powers

Armor: (Hooded) Black Robes, Boots, and Gloves for the daily buisness. A set of Scaled Armor (without Helmet but some kind Hood or Cowl instead or simply nothing) for venturing but has still got a full set of Light Imperial Armor and an Imperial Shield of his days of old lying about at home.

Weapon(s): Unarmed for the daily buisness, else usually uses "Eye-Catcher" - an improved Long Bow - with fine Steel Arrows or "Blood" & "Thirst" - two improved Steel Daggers - but has also still got an Imperial Sword, and an Imperial Bow lying about.

Faction: N/A, formerly Imperial Legion

Role in Faction: N/A, former Imperial Archer; Praefect

Backstory: Fokiir's family used to live in Windhelm where he was born but his parents moved to Anvil shortly after where he grew up. His father was Legionnaire and was the Fort Commander at Helgen before the ourbreak of hostilities with the Aldmeri Dominion 4E 171 - 175. His father used to be a blacksmith before he joined the Imperial Legion. He specialized on making bows and arrows and in his spare time he's shown to be a passionate hunter and taught Fokiir a lot in young age. When the Great War started, Fokiir joined the Imperial Legion at the age of 15. He was denied at first but in the need the Legion gave him a short training and was thrown out on the battlefield soon after. With the Aldmeri Dominon invading, his father called to southern Cyrodiil as a leading officer of a small defending group at the border to Valenwood where he fell yet in the first year of conflict. Because of that, Fokiir was even mor eager to fight the invading forces. Although not initially introduced as archer he'd soon specialize on Archery. Nevertheless, the Auxiliary was not to be underestimated in melee combat either. Surprisingly, he was fairly good at it, too. However, Anvil was soon under siege and times got very rough with supplies running short. Eventually, Anvil fell in 4E 172 and Fokiir was taken prisoner in the advance. Lucky for Fokiir, the invaders did not recognize him as a dangerous vengange seeking warrior and archer nor was he of any importance and so they saw nothing but a just a lousy little boy that accidently joined the Legion. So he was actually set free and returned home. A new chapter in which he would steelen his survival skills which were in his case the art of stealth - he stole to provide. Many did that in the chaos of war. Additionally, he'd strike out against the Dominion's officers or even Thalmor agents if the circumstances allowed him to. Fortunatley one does not need a forge to make a new bow now that the city was occupied. It may look like a simple Long Bow but it was crafted incredibly well. Now that he was armed again he started to strike out against the occupying officers of even Thalmor agents if the circumstances allowed him to. fighting a little partisan war of his own. One night, after months of food-tracking and secret Thalmor-hunting, a group of Vampires had broken into their house trying to turn Fokiir and his mother into Vampires. Many Vampires used the opportunity of the on-going havoc at the time to kidnap people for recruitment. His mother died when she was bitten and Fokiir just slept and could only assume what actually happened when he found his dead mother the next morning, and when sun would blend him like never before. With his mother dead, he decided to give up on Anvil, also because assassinating occupants is dangerous and he thought they had to capture him sooner or later. Instead he sought to re-join the Legion by leaving Anvil heading north in hope to reach the frontlines. And so he did. He managed to escape and would arrive at Bruma where he joined up with the ranks of the Legion once more. He was promptly promoted to Quaestor on his arrival and awarded with some medal. So he continued his fight, though under safer conditions compared to the partisan fighting in Anvil. He would take part in retaking the Imperial City in 4E 175 which led to the end of the war at which he was again promoted to Praefect and he could carry yet another medal. However, he never really cared much for such formalities and decided not to continue a career in the Imperial Legion but chose a rather quiet life in Windhelm instead. Anvil was left occupired by the Aldmeri forces until the signing of the White-Cold-Condordat. Later, as things got uncomfortable with the Civil War - although he was not really bothered or affected by it - he fled Skyrim and moved to Bruma where he's been living ever since but has traveled all over Tamriel. He reacts almost paranoid to the nationalistic tones of some of his kinsmen as he strongly fears a rising blatant fanatism that he had known from the Thalmor. However, he does usually not openly involve himself in political affairs. After the Great War, he has studied a little bit of the arcane arts aswell as alchemy, occasionally lending Healing Hands for the wounded or mixing potions. He mostly studied on his own and never enjoyed any greater education regarding these matters. Though what he knows suits his purposes well enough and he was at least able to specialize in these few things he often needed, for others or for himself. So he's shown capable of creating quite potent Healing Potions and Invisibility Potions despite him not being that skilled in Alchemy in general. Through changing his living place a few times, people seem to know - or think - about his past and true age and haven't noticed his Vampirism yet. He tends not to use his Vampiric Powers unless pointed towards most cruel people or his enemies of old, the Thalmor, living peaceful and mostly inconspicious.

So, do I have to wait for any kind of approval or can I join the fun right away? :>

Sincerly, SнιηєCяαzу