ˏˋ 🥀🍂°•*⁀➷ 𝔵𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔢
xaver was destined for nothing. youngest of five children born into the powerful, seafaring line of lacoste, xaver had to carve a name for himself without the promise of inheritance or the support of his family. he sturggled in school, failing every class, every test, his only gifts being with a sword and shield. his family was quick to write him off as the disappointment, so he made himself so much worse.he drank himself through every tavern in the serpents pass, only sobering up enough to train in combat. then he began to dabble in mercanary work; intimidating people, hunting creatures, spying, just to flex his skills in stealth and fighting. and things became so much worse after the death of his sister. he began to dabble in darker things; blood magic, sacrifice. he made deals which granted him the power to avenge his sister and others like her, victims of the undead. he cleared his home of any undead or evil thing he could lay his hands on, and still he wanted more.
so he left, leaving only a short letter to his father, with no plans of returning, for the continent of malbora. his only intention was to keep hunting monsters, and maybe make some coin along the way.
basic information *ೃ༄
birth name: xaver lacoste
titles: bloodhunter, ghostslayer, xav
age: twenty-eight
race: human
class: bloodhunter ( ghost slayer )physical description *ೃ༄
height. six-foot
weight. eighty kilos
eye-colour. silver
hair colour. black
hair style. longish and wavy, cut just above his earspersonality *ೃ༄
moral alignment. lawful neutralxaver is the son of a very high coincillor, from a family with substantial money and influence. he is unused to hearing the word 'no', and thinks almost anything can be taken for the right price. he will let nothing get in the way of him or what he wants, and once he's made up his mind he'll march into his grave before admitting he was wrong.
his confidence comes across more often than not as cockyness, and it's a facade he wears well. he is very aware of how good he is with a sword, and it makes him reckless. it has also made him very good at taking a beating, since he get's himself into trouble in most towns and bars he visits. there is a major chip on his shoulder, possibly from being the youngest brother and never being taken seriously, but it has led him into trouble often.
combat/skills *ೃ༄
element. battle-field, blood magic
weapons.
⤳ hemocraft (blood magic)
⤳ shortsword, longsword & greatsword
⤳ shortbow & longbow
⤳ handaxe & greataxe
⤳ dagger/rapier/scimitar
⤳ warhammer
⤳ cantmooran gun
languages. common, elvish, thieve's cat (rough)
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