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| Topic Started: Aug 2 2009, 01:34 PM (100 Views) | |
| Poly Victorian | Aug 2 2009, 01:34 PM Post #1 |
 
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FIRST NAME Amareth ×MIDDLE NAME Dimitri LAST NAME Rouline (Lasovskaya) GENDER Male AGE 40's APPEARANCE Unshaven, unkept, Amareth claims he has little time for such things, being a business owner and all. Often known as the cantankerous bastard, his features seem to always carry a perpetual scowl. Not too tall, nor too short, he stands about average of the other men around him, and his stature is of a person that eats enough to survive, but not starve. His occupation puts food on the table, and that's all that matters. Was it not for the haggard appearance, one may think him to be handsome. Then again there was always that cool, 'leave me the hell alone' regard that his eyes tended to give. Hazel eyes that ranged from gray green to dull blue depending on what he was wearing, or his mood. ×HEIGHT 5'6" ×BUILD Athletic, with a bit of a paunch from drinking. ×SKIN Tanned by the sun. ×HAIR Depends on the season. In the hotter months he crops it close, and when it gets cold he lets it grow. ×EYES Hazel, which can go from green to blue. ×FACE CLAIM Gerard Butler  ×ACCENT/PHONETICS Originally from Russia, his English is often tainted by his mother language, though his French is flawless. OCCUPATION Tailor and cobbler. HISTORY As the middle born of seven children, Amareth knew well the disappointment of often being over looked or simply ignored. The eldest held the responsibility of taking care of the house while their father was away and their mother was ill (and their mother was almost always ill). The youngest were protected and doted upon, given new clothing instead of the hand-me-downs that often came Amareth's way. Despite this unintended neglect, he always persevered. He learned to do a many number of things on his own where he didn't have to depend on his siblings, and they didn't have to depend on him. At the same time.. this bred a type of resentment toward them, but that didn't make him any less loyal. His elder brothers were unable to work at their Lord's farm? He was there, sweat-soaked, working his fingers to the bone. His younger siblings were picked on by more combatant kids in the village, he was there slinging words as well as fists. He was fifteen when his mother was unable to pull through her most recent sickness. Of all the children that surrounded her bed that evening, Amareth believed he was the one who's heart felt the heaviest. She saw how her son struggled to find a place, and did what she could to show him that he was just as important. "You are a strong boy, Amareth," she began, her voice soft and her smile even softer. "Never let anyone take advantage of you." They were words of wisdom he kept in mind to this day. With the eldest sister taking on the role as the mother of the house, he chose to strike out and find a niche for himself, believing that he could still provide for his family to ensure they wouldn't live completely in poverty. Relief was scarce in his country, especially with the Napoleonic rule threatening the land. Though it had been forced back, fiery scars littered the landscape as precious crops and ranches were burned to cinders. It seemed almost amusing that he ended up in France, traveling from city to city until he had established a persona well enough to remain away from the harsh scrutiny. Time wasn't kind as, over the passing of years, word had arrived to him of his father's death, as well as the death of his siblings. Illness and war had swept over the family and only three remained; himself, the oldest brother and second eldest sister. Despite his offer to return and assist with the household, it was viciously denied with accusations of never being there. The irony was bitter upon his tongue, as well as the renewed resentment. What did he need family for, anyway? The only one he truly cared about had passed decades ago, and he'd been doing well enough on his own. The business he ran wasn't as high class as some of the others, but it was needed nevertheless. There were far too few cobblers and tailors in the city, surprisingly enough, and those that were present tended to cater to people with heavy pockets. Managing to procure a two story building where he could live above his shop, its doors were always open to the public whereas the loft above was closed to all but himself. He enjoyed his privacy, the silence and seclusion of the walls he called home. After over twenty years, he wouldn't have it any other way. Leave it up to fate to test that theory as, soon, he was to receive a very unexpected guest... (like ZOMG FORESHADOWING FTW!) ×RELATIONSHIPS --- Aleksandr Mikhail Lasovskaya (father, deceased) --- Valeri Tatiana Lasovskaya (mother, deceased) --- Sergei, Petya, Nastasia, Vidicus (brothers and sisters, deceased) --- Mikhail, Yuliana (brother and sister, living) --- Arkadi Levichevna Borisova (cousin, living) PERSONALITY Despite running a business, and even lingering amongst the public.. Amareth hates people, especially tourists. Over the years he had learned just how quickly the majority could become corrupt. 'Dog eat dog world', as it's been said, and he doesn't plan on being one of the smaller pups being devoured. Though, at the same time, he has no real desire to be so ambitious that he would step on others. Despite his antisocial and cantankerous nature, he's not unnecessarily unkind. He just tends to be rather gruff, blunt and abrasive in his mannerism, something that many people take too personally. He could be described as one of those individuals who has very little going on under the surface; often what you see is what you get. ×QUIRKS Shaving. He hates shaving. The beard he wears (be it trimmed or longer) is a type of worry stone. When he's bothered by something, he unconsciously scratches through it at his jaw or chin. It is a bit of a soothant, like petting a cat. Albeit a very coarsely-haired cat. ×SEXUAL ORIENTATION Straight. LIKES
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Edited by Poly Victorian, Aug 12 2009, 11:33 PM.
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| Poly Victorian | Aug 12 2009, 11:34 PM Post #2 |
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Annnd finito! Sorry it took a bit. I went through at least three different bios before I was satisfied. |
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| Alandree | Aug 13 2009, 12:12 AM Post #3 |
 
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Yayy! He is fini! ACCEPTED! |
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