Name: Daniel Annuit, Dan, Danny. (He pronounces his name Ammit, but no one knows why.)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Description: Though not thin or overweight, Daniel is still 6'1" of toned muscle, and his handsome features do no justice for piercing brown eyes. Brown hair covers his chin and stretches up past his ears, enhancing the rugged look, though not overbearing the gentleness surrounding the energy burning within him. He is quiet and calm, tending to display a passive nature over an angry countenance. I couldn't find a picture that suits me, so I'll just not include one. Think normal looking hero-type guy with beard. Maybe like a bulkier Robert Downey Jr and Jake Gylenhaal (from Brothers) cross.
Background before Bethany: Daniel is unmarried and unemployed, for the most part living as a solitaire nomad constantly on the move. He is a bit of a bard and entertainer, using the number of colored juggling balls and his small mandolin as means to get food and room at inns he finds. When he was twenty seven, he was contaminated by an unknown disease, and since then has attempted to hide the self-proclaimed curse. The beard he grew to hide as much as he could, and he eats well to keep his eyes from becoming sallow and sunken, and his skin from becoming pale, though it is already slightly losing its color. Blood is a necessity in his diet, though he gets sensitive about the subject. He is dependent on blood intake, though he is not restricted to blood, and can eat and enjoy normal food. Direct, harsh sunlight will cause his skin to begin to peel and disintegrate, albeit slowly. During the day, he wears gloves and his hood, as well as a cloth over the lower half of his face.
Bethany: Daniel decided on a fateful day to venture into Bethany for supplies, and it was the last thing he truly remembers aside from very scattered remnants of his dotted past. He was made a blacksmith in Bethany, and his body automatically sought meat related products from nearby shops; it was never a problem for him.
Equipment & Possessions: A black, hooded cloak. Tough leather boots. Dark clothes and a spare change. A small back pack. A sword, which he hangs off the pack. A shortsword, which he hangs from his waist. A dagger. Black gloves. A cloth/bandanna used to cover his face. Four juggling balls and a mandolin. Other random oddities such as a rope and a journal in which he writes on a regular basis. Also, a deck of cards, similar to the modern day Tarot cards, which he found under a table in an inn, a long while before the time of this story.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Description: Though not thin or overweight, Daniel is still 6'1" of toned muscle, and his handsome features do no justice for piercing brown eyes. Brown hair covers his chin and stretches up past his ears, enhancing the rugged look, though not overbearing the gentleness surrounding the energy burning within him. He is quiet and calm, tending to display a passive nature over an angry countenance. I couldn't find a picture that suits me, so I'll just not include one. Think normal looking hero-type guy with beard. Maybe like a bulkier Robert Downey Jr and Jake Gylenhaal (from Brothers) cross.
Background before Bethany: Daniel is unmarried and unemployed, for the most part living as a solitaire nomad constantly on the move. He is a bit of a bard and entertainer, using the number of colored juggling balls and his small mandolin as means to get food and room at inns he finds. When he was twenty seven, he was contaminated by an unknown disease, and since then has attempted to hide the self-proclaimed curse. The beard he grew to hide as much as he could, and he eats well to keep his eyes from becoming sallow and sunken, and his skin from becoming pale, though it is already slightly losing its color. Blood is a necessity in his diet, though he gets sensitive about the subject. He is dependent on blood intake, though he is not restricted to blood, and can eat and enjoy normal food. Direct, harsh sunlight will cause his skin to begin to peel and disintegrate, albeit slowly. During the day, he wears gloves and his hood, as well as a cloth over the lower half of his face.
Bethany: Daniel decided on a fateful day to venture into Bethany for supplies, and it was the last thing he truly remembers aside from very scattered remnants of his dotted past. He was made a blacksmith in Bethany, and his body automatically sought meat related products from nearby shops; it was never a problem for him.
Equipment & Possessions: A black, hooded cloak. Tough leather boots. Dark clothes and a spare change. A small back pack. A sword, which he hangs off the pack. A shortsword, which he hangs from his waist. A dagger. Black gloves. A cloth/bandanna used to cover his face. Four juggling balls and a mandolin. Other random oddities such as a rope and a journal in which he writes on a regular basis. Also, a deck of cards, similar to the modern day Tarot cards, which he found under a table in an inn, a long while before the time of this story.
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