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Skyrim

Title: 
Einar 
(birth name)

Einar Fin Onik 'the Wise' 
(given title by the Dovah)

Old One 
(given nickname by Cicero)

Age: 
62

Gender:
Male 

Sexual Orientation:
To Be Decided/Pansexual

Species/Race: 
Nord

Description: 
Grey and white shoulder length hair, hazel eyes, tan skin, around six feet tall and weighing about 207.5 lbs. White beard, long scruff. Carries around a staff at all times and almost always has a spell being cast in his right hand. Born blind. 

Magic/Abilities: 
High skill in magic, sword fighting, and potion making. Typically, not a very good archer nor very excelled in sneak. Can use shouts. Can't read. 

Personality: 
Respectful, kind, thoughtful but trusts no one no matter age, gender, or race. Has only ever shown some version of trust in the Dovahkiin, Jarl Balgruff, Irileth, and an unnamed dragon he will not speak of. He makes decisions based on pure logic most of the time; however his heart is in everything he does as shown by his generosity and kindness to others. 
He treats everyone as he treats anyone else unless they manage to somehow get close enough to him for him to act otherwise. He is a hard pacifist and hardly ever kills unless absolutely necessary. What he fears or hopes for, no one has yet to speak up about, if anyone who knows him well enough still lives. His likes and dislikes are vague though he holds no worldly values that have been made apparent. 

Skills: 
Health: 240
Stamina: 220
Magicka: 240
One-Handed: 27
Two-Handed: 13
Archery: 24
Blocking: 20
Heavy Armor: 16
Smithing: 29
Alchemy: 29
Light Armor: 25
Lock Picking: 20
Pickpocket: 18
Sneak: 13
Speech: 26
Alteration: 31
Conjuration: 31
Illusion: 31
Restoration: 31
Destruction: 29
Enchanting: 34

Occupation:
Council to Jarl Balgruff & the Dovahkiin

Interests: 
Unknown

Beliefs: 
None

Relationships:
Close friends with Balgruff, the Dovahkiin, and Irileth whom he may have had a romantic past with. 

Story: 
Born in Solstheim, Einar grew up in an orphanage before he was moved to Tamriel by order of the High King. Once he'd arrived, he was sent to live out his life with the Greybeards and became one of them. However, he soon found he didn't want what was required of them, specifically the vow of silence. At that time, he left and chose never to return. Instead, he spent his life putting wrong doers in prison.