Name: Ricard Gatineau
Sex: Male
Race: Breton
Age: 28
Birth Date and Sign: 11th of Last Seed, Lord sign
Appearance: Ricard stands at 5'11” and weighs about 160 lbs. His tall, slender, yet imposing build leads many to think that he’s more important than he truly is. He sports black hair, hazel-green eyes, and a prominent chin, as well as handsome facial features, culminating at a well-groomed goatee.
Class: Nightblade; Bound Weapon (dual-wielding) and Illusion specialist. Dabbles in Destruction and Alteration as well.
Weapons: Dwarven Dagger of Devouring for backup; otherwise unarmed.
Inventory: Five healing potions, three magicka potions, three stamina potions.
Apparel: Elven Gilded Armor, dyed dark purple. For day wear, he keeps a set of Fine Clothing (Gray variant) and a gold necklace.
Skills and Perks:
Illusion:
- Novice – Adept Illusion
- Animage
- Kindred Mage
- Quiet Casting
Conjuration:
- Novice Conjuration
- Mystic Binding
- Soul Stealer
Alteration:
- Novice Alteration
Destruction:
- Novice – Apprentice Destruction
- Rune Master
Speech:
- Haggling (1/5)
- Allure
- Merchant
- Bribery
- Persuasion
Sneak:
- Stealth (1/5)
- Backstab
- Muffled Movement
- Light Foot
- Silent Roll
One-Handed:
- Armsman (3/5)
- Dual Flurry (1/2)
Light Armor:
- Agile Defender (2/5)
- Custom Fit
Personality: Manipulative, sly, and ultimately charming in demeanor, Ricard has all but mastered the art of speech-craft. His insatiable cravings for ambition and wealth alike have led him to pursue a path of larceny and treasure hunting, and he possesses ties with a select few powerful contacts. Violence is usually a last resort for Ricard; however, his prowess in battle is remarkable to say the least. He is often underestimated as well; a mistake many of his peers seem to make.
(Heavily condensed) Backstory: Ricard prefers to keep his past a secret; he is ashamed and humiliated at his clients finding out the circumstances of his birthright. He was born in a middle-class village near the High Rock/Skyrim border, though he resided on the High Rock side. His family, the only impoverished one in the village, was poor and often sickly, and money was a rarity. The family lived in a dilapidated two-room house, and was small and insignificant to their peers. In addition, it was often the butt of local jokes.
In the wake of his parents’ respective deaths, Ricard, now sixteen, began to amend his lowly upbringing. He first moved to Skyrim, where he developed a penchant for merchanting and speech-craft while traveling with a Khajiit caravan. Thievery came not long after, and he began to make a significant foothold in the black marketing aspect of trading, all while refining his inborn ability to do magic.
