Dace Veilenshade: Hoar's middles finger

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First Name: Dace
Last Name: Veilenshade

Appearance:
Race: Human
Age:25
Height7'1
Weight:190 lbs
Eyes: Jade Green right eye, cloudy-grey left eye that looks like it does not function.
Hair: Very long, Golden blond
Facial Hair Style: A long blond soul patch that grows in a diamond shape and reaches his chin

Personality Profile:
General Health: Surprisingly strong and muscular for how thin and gaunt he looks. A nasty scar runs from his forehead, over his left eye, down his cheek and continues down his neck; appears to continue past his neck if un-hooded
Deity: Hoar
Initial Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Profession: Wandering Swordsman, zealot of Hoar
Base Class & Proposed Development: Fighter that will specialize in the katana, leading to a weapon master
Habits/Hobbies: Smokes like a chimney(tobacco, of course), does his best to hide his scars with hoods, his long blond bangs and full clothing. Always carries his katana at his hip and a long javelin(spear) tied to his back. His katana, Hagakure, is the only memento he has of his past, while his javelin named Cloudbreaker is a relic from the cult of Hoar.
Languages: Common
Weapon of Choice: Katana, spear, shortbow.

Background: As far back as Dace can remember, life has been a constant struggle. His first memories are walking across a vast stretch of hot sand for several years with naught but the clothes on his back and a very large katana wrapped and bound in leather casing that he either carried or dragged with him for the first ten years of his life. No memories of his family, parentage, upbringing, or ethnicity are available to him, save the lucid flashback here and there when a memory is struck. This hints at some traumatic experience that effectively triggered a self inflicted amnesia in order to preserve any chance he had for sanity. Outside of a blinding light, no attempt to remember his beginnings reveals anything to him. As Dace wandered the Aunorach(foraging and hunting with basic survival instincts) from age five to ten, he developed his gaunt appearance and bleached hair and tanned skin. Very tall for even a human, his abilities to hide from danger were scant, which forced him to either fight or flee when confronted by any type of predator across his wanderings.

His next memories begin with a large pair of gloved hands taking him from beneath the dune he was using for shelter and separating him for the first time in his life from his large leather package, which unbeknownst to him contained his only source of solace in life. After being thrown into a cage on wheels containing humanoid creature, Dace was suddenly very aware of his humanity, and that these creatures before him were what he looked like and would one day become. During the weeks of passage to a destination unknown to Dace, he was bombarded with human contact within the wagon's cage and discovered that he could almost understand these creatures and realized he was human as well, but had no idea who he was or where he came from. Before he could fully grasp language again, however, his memory fades again as he is taken to what seems to him a very confusing amass of humans and human-like creatures he had never seen before where he was forced to stand before a large gathering of the above mentioned. After the slave auction he was handed over to a large framed man who Dace instantly abhorred. The next wave of trauma in Dace's life however has erased most of the memories of this man and his actions from Dace's brain in a self-defense effort to maintain sanity.

COMING SOON: THE NEXT TEN YEARS

Goals: -The pursuit of vengeance
-mastery of combat
-mastery of the katana
-veneration of Hoar
-ultimately discover his true lineage and origin

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts: As a chaotic neutral fighter, Dace can almost be considered a zealot of Hoar; personifying his moodiness and bitterness. It is this fervent pursuit of vengeance beyond reason that he could never be a true neutral cleric of Hoar, and thus is considered more of a walking weapon of revenge; waiting for someone to point him in the direction of injustice. This makes him very useful to a very broad range of factions and groups, since he will ultimately fight on the side of the underdog or downtrodden no matter what odds. He considers any discrepancy or act of vengeance his business, to the delight or horror of the parties in question. Hi zeal for Hoar makes him a candidate for any situation of conflict where one has received unjust defeat, and his literal application of eye for an eye philosophy makes his methods seem excessive to most lawful compatriots. His zeal could also make him much more easily corrupted by the right people if they understood how to bend his devotion to another deity's will...