Post by The Foe-Bane on Feb 10, 2009 15:22:05 GMT -5
Name: Father Jeremiah Quidovious
Age: Thirty-Seven
Race: Human
Description or Picture: Quidovious is a built man, standing at five ft. eleven, with a toned frame, not that it can be seen under his robes. His face is wrinkled and tan from marching in the wastes and back, and years of hard studying. His eyes a dark brown, almost a black one might say and his hair a brown with graying tips which is combed back as best he can have it.
His attire consists of a deep red robe with an egg-shell white inside, seen from the inside of his hood and the rolled up sleeves. His arms and hands are covered in wrapped cloth and leather, protecting them from the environment but giving the best amount of dexterity. Strapped to his back is a pile of books and boxes, held together on a wooden and steel frame and bound with leather straps. Around the middle of his robe are two belts, hanging off at his right side is two skulls and other bones, and at his left side is a make shift sheath for a sword, with a leather bound book tied on as well.
Personality: Quidovious is a pious man, or at least he likes to think so, his heart and soul very steadfast in their beliefs of this 'God' he found years ago. Wanting to get his point across he might come off as very pushy and stern, though he fights to remain personable and set a good example for the people he tries to bring back to the right side.
History: Years ago it happened, Jeremy, a young man of eighteen living in Manticore had fevered dreams, a voice speaking to him about a world of green and the sake of all humanity in their mortal life and the eternal one that followed it. These dreams continued for six nights till the seventh when this voice in his dreams told him to venture out, put his faith in these dreams to the test and locate the place that his dreams spoke of.
Weeks in the waste went by till he finally stumbled across a building deep underground; catacombs and molded pews. With the place still lit from ancient lights in the ceilings. From there he started his new life, reading through the leather bound texts left sealed in a glass case and donned the robes he found tucked away on several bodies in the catacombs.
Years went by, studying and praying alone in the building, a church as he discovered, and he put himself in a strong set of mind and body. Even forging a relic talked about in the books to bring with him back to the city of Manticore.
Political Standing: For the moment he remains neutral, not caring for the Guardians or Loup-Garou, as his concern for humanities' future is all that really matters to him. Though learning of the long winter's cause (from a sentinel who led him back to Manticore) he is more willing to stand up against the Guardians and the false godhood they proclaim.
Abilities: His abilities aren't very supernatural, skill with the staff he carries and the sword at his hip are about all he has for combat. Outside of combat Quidovious has a powerful voice and air about him, full of confidence and courage to speak out.
He has him with what he calls the 'Sword of Michael' made from an odd metal he found in the church and soon forged into a makeshift blade. Though it isn't magical at all he makes the claim, the blade if left in in a fire or any source of heat will be able to hold it for at most seven days. Though it still has a decently sharp edge.
Weaknesses: With the strong voice and presence about him Quidovious is often in danger of being discovered by people who might want him and his words around, and with the red robes he wears he's also an easy target, but not saying he can't hold his own in a fight, he is after all, still human.
Age: Thirty-Seven
Race: Human
Description or Picture: Quidovious is a built man, standing at five ft. eleven, with a toned frame, not that it can be seen under his robes. His face is wrinkled and tan from marching in the wastes and back, and years of hard studying. His eyes a dark brown, almost a black one might say and his hair a brown with graying tips which is combed back as best he can have it.
His attire consists of a deep red robe with an egg-shell white inside, seen from the inside of his hood and the rolled up sleeves. His arms and hands are covered in wrapped cloth and leather, protecting them from the environment but giving the best amount of dexterity. Strapped to his back is a pile of books and boxes, held together on a wooden and steel frame and bound with leather straps. Around the middle of his robe are two belts, hanging off at his right side is two skulls and other bones, and at his left side is a make shift sheath for a sword, with a leather bound book tied on as well.
Personality: Quidovious is a pious man, or at least he likes to think so, his heart and soul very steadfast in their beliefs of this 'God' he found years ago. Wanting to get his point across he might come off as very pushy and stern, though he fights to remain personable and set a good example for the people he tries to bring back to the right side.
History: Years ago it happened, Jeremy, a young man of eighteen living in Manticore had fevered dreams, a voice speaking to him about a world of green and the sake of all humanity in their mortal life and the eternal one that followed it. These dreams continued for six nights till the seventh when this voice in his dreams told him to venture out, put his faith in these dreams to the test and locate the place that his dreams spoke of.
Weeks in the waste went by till he finally stumbled across a building deep underground; catacombs and molded pews. With the place still lit from ancient lights in the ceilings. From there he started his new life, reading through the leather bound texts left sealed in a glass case and donned the robes he found tucked away on several bodies in the catacombs.
Years went by, studying and praying alone in the building, a church as he discovered, and he put himself in a strong set of mind and body. Even forging a relic talked about in the books to bring with him back to the city of Manticore.
Political Standing: For the moment he remains neutral, not caring for the Guardians or Loup-Garou, as his concern for humanities' future is all that really matters to him. Though learning of the long winter's cause (from a sentinel who led him back to Manticore) he is more willing to stand up against the Guardians and the false godhood they proclaim.
Abilities: His abilities aren't very supernatural, skill with the staff he carries and the sword at his hip are about all he has for combat. Outside of combat Quidovious has a powerful voice and air about him, full of confidence and courage to speak out.
He has him with what he calls the 'Sword of Michael' made from an odd metal he found in the church and soon forged into a makeshift blade. Though it isn't magical at all he makes the claim, the blade if left in in a fire or any source of heat will be able to hold it for at most seven days. Though it still has a decently sharp edge.
Weaknesses: With the strong voice and presence about him Quidovious is often in danger of being discovered by people who might want him and his words around, and with the red robes he wears he's also an easy target, but not saying he can't hold his own in a fight, he is after all, still human.