Ardocc Iroqal

Full Name: Ardocc Iroqal

Race: Human

Side: Varden Sympathetic

Birthplace: Aroughs

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Birthday: October 26

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Sun Bleach Brown

Weight: 180

Height: 6’2”

Magic User: None yet

Preferred Weapon(s): He knows how to use a sword, but hasn’t had one in quite some time. In the battle that his sword was broken in he acquired a very large Urgal longbow. It is pure black hardwood and over 150cm tall. It is as thick as his wrist, but where it lacks in perfect mobility is makes up in power and distance. For close range combat he uses a spear of the same durable wood, well over 180cm long.

Personality: Very driven and hard working. He has a very good time with others, but it is hard in these untrusting times. He’ll be the one to sit, smile, and listen; but he is thinking and won’t forget. He is energetic and good natured, enjoys a hard days work, but also needs time to unwind or will become bitter. He’s a friendly guy who has had a lot of growing up to do in a very short time during the past 2 years. He’s a bit wiser and more tactful, but it comes with being crossed and betrayed by people. He’s loyal to those who deserve it, and will stick up for those who do also. Sometimes overly trusting.

Appearance: He is slighter build, but none of it is anything less than muscle that the battle-worn traveler possesses. He is white featured, but his skin is tanned from his sea days and the sun. This makes his eyes and smile all the more white in contrast to his hair, which is usually all about.
Thick brown hair that is long and shaggy. It’s shoulder length and frames his usually shaved face. Known to tie a strip of cloth around his head to keep it back.
He routinely wears a long crème colored shirt that falls to mid thigh, with rolled sleeves in the summer. His leggings are a dark brown and are not loose; they resemble riding breeches in that they are almost skin tight and have black reinforcement on the thigh and crotch for the riding and farmworking. These also are thin with wear. Held tight to his waist by a thick leather belt used for securing a sheath. Lastly are his black boots that extend to mid-calf, which are all but worn through. He enjoys going bare foot most of the time though.
Under certain circumstances he owns a short sleeved leather jerkin that has a high collar and fastens on his right side. He wears this when traveling and when he is not doing heavy labor. He also has a long brown leather coat for when the weather is rough. High collared and deep pocketed, It is very nautical, it was his father’s. He is wearing it quite a bit now that he is traveling.

Likes/Dislikes: Being barefoot, his pipe, conversation/rain, unfairness, deserts

Strengths: Archery, patience, positive outlooks, smiling and finding joy in the small things, concentration

Weakness: Trusting too easily, pleasing too many people at once and forgetting himself, flaring temper, not a strong swordsman

History: Ardocc’s father was trained by his father who was instructed by the Varden, so he is well taught in their ways. His mother and sister are back home in Aroughs. His father died from disease mush like trench fever, which is typhus related, when Ardocc was 17 and had learned everything he needed to be a man by that time. He took up his father’s mantle and worked as a delivery service on his small ship after realizing that his relatives could never survive if they had no income. His father had no immediate allegiance, but in his history there was involvement in the Varden. He spent time making deliveries by sea, until he lost his boat during an attack on a friend in Teirm and began traveling with a group of newly acquainted strangers, who became quite close. From them he perfected his combat, began learning bits of magic and the mind that his father never mentioned, and sent every cent he made back to a home that he hoped was not so affected by the turmoil as the places he had seen were. He learned more about the world and the effect of the politics going on. Though he hasn’t been immediately affected by anything the King has decreed, he knows it’s just a matter of time before there will be a clash. Still making deliveries, he is traveling across Alagaesia now on foot and hoof.

Draumr Kopa

This is actually one of my character's. In case anyone wonders. Haha.

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