Name: Nazieren Kosentar
Nickname: Naz
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Height: 5 foot 8
Weight: 127 lb
Rank: Son of an honored nobleman
Build: Medium frame, muscular from swordsmanship but not stocky
Temperament: Calm except when he or a friend is insulted.
Weapons: A very good quality, standard warriors hand-and-a-half sword. Belt dagger. A few concealed throwing knives.
Appearance: He has serious and bright green eyes, but they can sometimes give a bit of a twinkle, especially when he is with friends. He has tan skin, lightly browned from hours practicing under the sun, and Raven-black hair. His hair is cut near the ears and at the neck, as well as just below the eyebrows, giving him a bit of a shaggy look. He smiles quite a lot, and his smile is a warm and friendly one, but can turn to ice around enemies.
Equipment: When walking in the streets, he usually wears a black cloak with silver embroidery, as well as a brighter color of leggings and undershirt, as well as an embroidered tunic. He has a belt at which he almost always has his dagger and sword. He wears sturdy black boots, he feels it is useless to make something fancy if it is just going to get ruined by the filth of the streets.
Bio: A very loyal companion to anyone, Naz was brought up well as the younger son of a wealthy nobleman. Although he will not get the inheritence of the land, he is well-happy with his lot in life, and plans to enter his service as a guardsman, his acceptance is almost assured because of his standing and skill with the sword. Although he may look pampered, he only wears good clothes because he earns it, working hard to manage a few small estates his father is planning to give him later, and practicing his weapons skills. Though his mother died quite a while ago, giving birth to his younger sister, he has mostly gotten over it, helping with managing his mother used to do, and sometimes watching over his younger sister. He is frequently seen in the streets because of his many errands for his father. He is required to be at many meetings his father holds, because his older brother (who is 23) usually has other things going on in his life. A quick and witty man, he knows a few of the lower ranked men, and almost all of the nobleman of Kirshwier.
Nickname: Naz
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Height: 5 foot 8
Weight: 127 lb
Rank: Son of an honored nobleman
Build: Medium frame, muscular from swordsmanship but not stocky
Temperament: Calm except when he or a friend is insulted.
Weapons: A very good quality, standard warriors hand-and-a-half sword. Belt dagger. A few concealed throwing knives.
Appearance: He has serious and bright green eyes, but they can sometimes give a bit of a twinkle, especially when he is with friends. He has tan skin, lightly browned from hours practicing under the sun, and Raven-black hair. His hair is cut near the ears and at the neck, as well as just below the eyebrows, giving him a bit of a shaggy look. He smiles quite a lot, and his smile is a warm and friendly one, but can turn to ice around enemies.
Equipment: When walking in the streets, he usually wears a black cloak with silver embroidery, as well as a brighter color of leggings and undershirt, as well as an embroidered tunic. He has a belt at which he almost always has his dagger and sword. He wears sturdy black boots, he feels it is useless to make something fancy if it is just going to get ruined by the filth of the streets.
Bio: A very loyal companion to anyone, Naz was brought up well as the younger son of a wealthy nobleman. Although he will not get the inheritence of the land, he is well-happy with his lot in life, and plans to enter his service as a guardsman, his acceptance is almost assured because of his standing and skill with the sword. Although he may look pampered, he only wears good clothes because he earns it, working hard to manage a few small estates his father is planning to give him later, and practicing his weapons skills. Though his mother died quite a while ago, giving birth to his younger sister, he has mostly gotten over it, helping with managing his mother used to do, and sometimes watching over his younger sister. He is frequently seen in the streets because of his many errands for his father. He is required to be at many meetings his father holds, because his older brother (who is 23) usually has other things going on in his life. A quick and witty man, he knows a few of the lower ranked men, and almost all of the nobleman of Kirshwier.
