Hooray! Gonna make a new-new character.
Name: Dimitreuss von Laxia / "Dimitry"
Age: 29
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Physicalities: Possessing some stereotypical attributes of what a scholar of his age would have; he is of the typical appearance with the build of his body being light in comparison to average humanoids and not of athletic kind, looking somewhat brittle (and with the plague going on, it would seem that he possess the early stages of the "disease") with his pale white skin. His long brown hair is usually kept neat to a ponytail at the back end, but quite unkempt on the front; loose locks wave down to varying lengths coming down pass his chin. Only commendable physical trait of his is the above average level of attractiveness his face possess (to the common standards held by the females); slightly gaunt, cheeks and jaw like chiseled properly aimed to have a wooden look, symmetrical and complements the features of his face, perhaps mainly his green, emerald-like eyes or his faded goatee. If the obscuring brown tendril-like fringes is not enough, his uncommon eye wear would negate the positive attributes of his appearance; the thick lenses of his spectacles were appropriate for his eyesight, but not for social purposes. All of this, coupled with his idiosyncrasy of him slouching on random intervals, he looks incredibly sullen and apathetic.
Gear: Wanting to compensate for his unwelcoming aura, he wears stylish and high-class clothing; casual or not. But as always, it is negated as everything else is under a raggedy, hooded cloak that has a black and blue hue. He wears a string necklace with a pair of broken, slightly rusted round bells as a make-shift pendant. A pair of spectacles to aid his myopia. He carries with him a rather large satchel that usually contain personal materials such as clothing, toiletries, potions, and some provisions that would only fill him; the interior form of it contains partitions for various uses, one of which is used to hold scrolls. Seldom used for combat and acts mostly as a utility tool, attached to his belt is an elven dagger. A long, cylindrical attachment embedded with silver inlays hang loosely from his belt that contains a scroll of magicka, usually in the field of destruction, that is easily opened and its content easily pulled out.
Class: Scholar; General views
Combat(?): Being someone who uses his head more often than his arms to swing a sword or an axe, he is rather useless in a fight that requires body strength. With that in mind, it would have been obvious that his expertise lies in destruction magicka, but it's not the case. Preferring conflicts not to happen and for it to end calmly if any would arise, he took it took upon himself to not be involved in any art that could inflict physical harm. Fortunately, his lineage is rather gifted with illusory arts. When words are not enough, he would use potent emotion-altering spells to end inevitable conflicts or start beneficial connections for a long duration. He is also quite proficient in hiding his presence, the high intensity of his invisibility spells require an equally great detection spell for him to show a sliver of his aura. If worse comes to worst, he would use scrolls that contain adept-level destruction magicka, with much reluctance in his part.
Personality: Being the scholar that he is, he approaches everyday things with views of intellect, often times his reaction to things could be considered as indifferent as emotions are usually regarded to be irrelevant. This nature of his overpowers the good nature he possess in him, more so as he believes that any means would truly be justified by the ends of achieved by them, rendering his image to be highly apathetic and arrogant. Much like any other mortal, he possess fears. The number of which, however, is quite unusual. Out of all the things he fears, it's the common poultry that rattles his nerves the most. With such fears come a desire for him to hold out a helping hand to others who experiences such level of terror as he knows full well of how being riddled with fear would feel. He would go out of his way to do what he can when a companion or any other stranger is in the face of death. Fortunately, death is not in his list of phobias.
Won't be putting a historical part for my character as I find it to be tedious, plus I can't make one without being nonsensical. I would just put some snippets of his past in IC content.
How do you suppose I make myself appear in the current scenario? or should I wait until the "zombies" are gone?