Appearance

Physical Description

• Skinny, muscular build

Body Features

• Several scars across his body- mainly his hands, arms, and shoulder area

Facial Features

• None that stick out other than his bright green eyes

Identifying Characteristics

• Lightning scar going from right hand into his shoulder


• Deep scar on left shoulder, looks to be from a blade

Physical quirks

• Ambidextrous

Apparel & Accessories

• Wears muted and earthy tones


• Has a bone jewelry from Oratos

Specialized Equipment

• Cooking (surprise!)


• Athletic skills


• Accidentally scaring people

Special abilities

• Unnatural luck

Mentality

Personal history

I don't remember my birth parents.
 
They were never in my life as they both died when I was young. I can't remember their faces it has been so long. But that's alright. Someone else filled their footsteps- a fog giant named Oratos.
 
Oratos found me hiding in my family's wagon. I was covered in blankets and such, a last-ditch effort by my birth parents to protect me. Seeing as I was alone, my parents corpses just out of view, Oratos decided to take me in. They raised me as if I was their own.
 
Oratos taught me the way of the giants, but also made sure to teach me in other aspects too. They taught me bits and pieces of my own kind and taught me the ways to survive in the harsh wastes that Oratos called home. I learned how to survive under their guidance.
 
I wish my story was as simple and peaceful as it seems. But the reality is that it was harsh and cruel. I draw in bad luck and misfortune wherever I went. I still remember the day I raised my sword in a storm to strike down an attacking wolf and lightning struck, coursing its way through my arm and into my shoulder. I still have the scar to prove it, too.
 
Seeing my continual attraction of bad luck, Oratos gave me a second half of my name. They named me Malheure- forever branding me for my misfortune. As much as I loved Oratos, my only family, I despised my name. I felt as if I was a burden. I prayed and wished for my fortune to turn- and one day it did.
 
The night was clear and cloudless, revealing the shinning stars and the moon's light danced around me. I wished for luck. I would do anything.
 
My prayer was answered.
 
My continual misfortune was overturned, but at a cost. Where I gained luck, someone else was cursed with the misfortune I once had. This individual was none other than Oratos.
 
Oratos began to attract bad luck wherever they went. We had to move from place to place over the years as Oratos began to draw unwanted attention. Trying to keep us both safe, Oratos would stay at home where I would go out to gather what we would need.
 
I remember that cold night when I came back to home, carrying various goods to replenish our stock. The stars were dormant, hidden behind what I thought were clouds. It was smoke.
 
I dropped what I was holding and ran towards home, my voice ringing out Oratos's name in desperation and fear. But I arrived too late.
 
Oratos was gone.
 
Taken.
 
My only family was gone.
 
I fell to my knees, screaming out to the world. I screamed and begged whatever granted me my wish to return Oratos to me- to take back much cursed luck.
 
Scorched into the earthen floor was a symbol. A sign, a guide on who took my family away. An eye entrapped in a triangle. I need to find more.
 
I will find you, Oratos. No matter what it takes.

Education

• Knows little to nothing about the world other than what Oratos showed him


• Learned bits of Elven culture from Oratos, but mainly about Giants


• Speaks very little common

Employment

N/A, mainly hunts and gathers rather than rely on money

Accomplishments & Achievements

TBD still

Failures & Embarrassments

Too many

Mental Trauma

*points at backstory*

Intellectual Characteristics

TBD

Morality & Philosophy

TBD, have to rp more

person.sexuality

Straight? IDK

person.gender_identity

Male, he/him

Known Languages

• Mainly Giant


• Some Elven


• Little common

Personality

Motivation

• To find Oratos


• Reverse his wish, which he now sees as a curse

Quotes & Catchphrases

TBD

Savvies & Ineptitudes

TBD

Likes & Dislikes

TBD

Virtues & Personality perks

TBD

Vices & Personality flaws

TBD

Personality Quirks

TBD

Hygiene

Pretty clean for someone who lived in a foggy swamp

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