Sorry it took so long, I wanted to make a new one.
BASIC
Name- Varian
Age- 19
Race- Imperial
Birth Place- High Rock, Daggerfall
Origin- A Dunmer Father and an Imperial Mother
Class- Spell Sword
Gender- Male
Height- 6'11"
Weight- 141
Laterality- Right Handed
Sexuality- Pan Sexual
Marital Status- Single
Health- Well
Affiliations- None
Afflictions- None
Religion- Worships the Nine Divines
APPEARANCE
Hair- Shoulder Length
Eye Color- Green with a reddish tint and glow
Build- Slight
Skin- Looks heavily tanned due to his father being a Dunmer
Scars- One down his arm, it runs the length of his arm
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits- Calm, Precise, Humble
Negative Traits- A bit Arrogant, easy to annoy, holds grudges, flirtatious
Likes- Steamed Mudcrab, Salmon Steak, his sword, sparring, training
Dislikes- Cabbage, Mead, Beggars
Fears- Mad Men
Aspirations- None
Quirks- His finger twitches when he's hungry
COMBAT SKILLS
Master- Short Sword
Expert- Destruction and Restoration
Adept- No Armour, Hand to Hand, and Alteration
Apprentice- Speech
GEAR
Amour- Wears fine clothing made from Daggerfall.
Weapons- A Short Sword he calls Cortex. It is made from regular steel except for the edges, they're made from diamond.
HISTORY
Childhood- During Varian's childhood he was spoiled. His parents were wealthy and he was being given anything he asked for. His parents spent little time with their child and he was bitter because of it. Varian was educated in the magical arts all throughout his childhood, he was in all the best schools and was a genius by 11. At this point Varian was plotting his parents murder. Realizing that he couldn't handle his families business alone he turned to one of his teachers for help. The teacher not wanting to be involved in this, told his parents about the plot. The parents, mortified, send their son to live in an orphanage in Black Marsh.
Teenage- Varian, at this point was an angry child. The Orphanage he was sent to wasn't an Orphanage. It was actually a place where the wealthy would buy and sell slaves. Varian was bought by a Nord by the name of Odin. The man walked into the place not realizing it was a place for slaves until he had bought Varian. Angered he burnt the place to the ground, killing all inside but the children and the other slaves. He had done this with a simple short sword. Odin, still wanted a son and gave Varian training as well as Steamed Mudcrab. Varian was no longer an angry child but a calm young man and he showed his thanks to Odin whenever possible.
Adult- Varian's parents had died from Ataxia when Varian was 17. Varian received all of his families wealth and property. Not wanting to leave Odin behind, he sold the property to a fellow Imperial. The Imperial, instead of giving money as payment gave his family heirloom. It was a sword with a diamond edge. Odin, was turning 67 at this point and didn't have much time left. The last thing Varian did for Odin was take him to his home city of Falkreath. When they reached the city gates Odin died. Varian stayed in Falkreath for a few years after that, clearing out bandit camps and necromancers, to keep his skills sharp. He soon grew tired of Falkreath and decided he wanted to see and do more than what he was. So one day he just left.