Hrath Vors

[Orlan]

~Physical Appeance~

Just over six feet in height, Hrath is a looming figure. The various scars he has on his hands as well as the deep one just along his neck add to this idea. His hair is always cropped short, military short and is a light brown in color. He has dark eyes, not really any specific color, just dark. He has the muscles of a military man having been in for a while. His face is always in a sly grin, something like a smirk that seems to always say "I'm Better Than You So Just Stop Trying" which is how he feels most of the time. His choice in clothes however is strictly without frills. Simple browns and greys.

[Orlan]

~Personality~

Hrath has quite a few bad habits. His first is for smoking, cigars specifically. Smoked more as an affectation than as a nico-craving, he tends to smoke when he's thinkng deep or dealing with people who irritate him, which happens quite a bit in the military. Another bad (depending on your perspective) habit is that Hrath is a misogynist when it comes to women in the military. He believes women have thier place, and in the military is definately not one of them. He's a great lover of women otherwise, but once they enter the military that goes away. Hrath also cannot abide being imprisoned, chained, locked up or any other in that line of thinking. When imprisoned he will have panic attacks and often times not be able to control himself. Imprisonment is not something he readily tolerates, but being in the military he understands its place, and though he may not like it he will put others in prison.

 

Aside from the bad habits, Hrath conciders himself a fun person to be around. He has a penchant for quips, much to the dismay of his superiors to whom he speaks his mind freely (but always with a "Sir" afterward), and is not above a pun or two. He's overly set in a father-figure mode and, though he'll never admit it, is a caring individual. He has no qualms killing a man but has rather a few qualms with killing a woman. The main woman in his life is his mother, still alive and kicking, and the main reason Hrath is in the military is because they agreed to take care of his mother.

[Orlan]

~History~

 

Hrath was born in the capital city of the Confederacy. Shortly after his birth his father died, leaving his mother with the sole responsibility of raising Hrath. Fortunately, since his mother was a widow she was spared from the embarassment of raising a child alone, but only slightly. Hrath's mother worked as a seamstress for minimum pay, just scraping enough by to survive. A proud woman, Hrath's mother kept her pride throughout her entire life. She never lowered herself to some depths that other women would lower themselves to when they needed money. This pride Hrath took to instantly, and though he grew up in one of the poorest parts of the capital city, he was proud of himself and his mother. He recieved no formal education like many of the mid and upper classes recieved, but he was taught as much as his mother knew and everything else he learned at the school of hard knocks on the street.

 

When most kids were out playing with others Hrath was working as a runner of messages or delivery boy, trying to lighten th eload on his mother by making his own way. This worked surprisingly well until his early teens. Hrath grew tall, big and quickly and was the target of street gangs when he was young. Since he was so big and tended to be trusting he was used as street muscle. He did this for a few years, learning to fight, gaining scars and enemies. He never told his mother what he was doing, but he assumed she always knew. She seemed to know everything when it came to him, but she never said anything about the running with gangs.

 

One day he was set up by a rival gang. He was playing lookout for his gang to break into a merchant's warehouse and the other gang informed the watch and then tricked Hrath into fighting one of them to keep him put while the watch came. They then knocked him out from behind and he was caught. The merchant who owned the warehouse was quite high and influential, so Hrath was broght down hard. He was thrown into one of the deepest prisons for half a dozen years. Hrath survived prison, but only barely. He was allowed to see his mother only once a year, and every year she looked progressively worse and worse. This worry along with his imprisonment made Hrath jittery, and though he did exercise every day to try and stay focused, he was becoming wiry and malnourished. He also was frequently put in a windowless closed in cell by the guards because it would cause Hrath to have panic attacks and scream and yell.

 

Finally, after six years, Hrath's mother had bribed enough people in the prison to let him go free. It was then that Hrath learned that his mother had been pratically working herself to the bone as well as starving herself in order to get together enough money to free him from prison. This guilt broke the last seal on six years of anger and rage. Hrath, over the next few months, pulled himself back together and went off in search of those in the rival gangs who set him up. One by one he either killed them or caused so much fear that they ran off from the city.

 

One of these people he killed was apart of the Underground, the group that gang members go upon adulthood. The Underground was filled with shady deals, evil merchants and corrupt government officials as well as other seedy individuals. Amazed at how simply Hrath killed this member the Underground extended an offer to Hrath to join with them, specifically from Jonel, one of the bigger bosses in the Underground, as hired muscle of course. Hrath was wary of this, childhood ignorance and trust so very much destroyed, yet Jonel promised that they would watch over his mother and not let harm befall her, either from them or from others. With this Hrath joined the undergound. Once again he was sure his mother knew, but she never said anything, she only continued being a seamstress for minimum pay.

 

Again, Hrath learned more fighting, earned more scars and gained more powerful enemies in the employment of Jonel. Yet Jonel himself was good to Hrath. Hrath had no father figure growing up, so Jonel took it upon himself to fill that role. Jonel taught Hrath more reading and writing than he learned from his mother, and also he taught Hrath about people and society, a liesure study that Jonel spent most of his time on. Jonel saw Hrath's abilities to think clearly no matter the situation and helped him hone that. It was a good time in his life, aside form the killings, beatings and thieving. Yet it did not last.

 

Once again, as if his life were repeating itself. Hrath was set up by a rival group in the Underground. He was caught in a bar brawl and a noble who was in the bar at the time was knifed and Hrath was blamed. He was to be thrown back into prison. Hrath would not be able to survive in prison again. If he was put back in prison he would end up destroying himself, most likely fatally. He pleaded with the court involved and, upon pleading the case of his mother's care if he died, he was offered a choice. Prison or the military. The choice was instantaneous.

 

Jonel was disappointed that Hrath would be working for the military but Hrath had confided in him about his years in prison and Jonel understood. Hrath also promised that what knew about Jonel and the Underground would go to the grave with him, and Jonel could see to that. Hrath also made Jonel promise to keep his mother safe. Jonel happily promised that. And like that Hrath joined the military. Fortunately he was trained and kept stationed at the Capital so he could keep an eye on his mother.

 

Military life agreed with Hrath. He was in peak physical condition for a man in his mid twenties and he was as sharp as the military had seen in many years. He was a fighter by training so he went well in melee combat and was placed in the Second Divison under Gerald Hitorin, though at that time he was just a private and unknown. That changed through various deeds, both good and bad. Hrath was an excellent soldier and various times in battles and missions he would proove himself over and over again in both intellect and prowess. He'd save his fellow soldier without a blink, concoct sometimes insane plans that seemed to work more times then not. And he'd also not complain, about almost anything. It was the "almost" that got him in trouble more times than not.

 

Having been raised watching his mother work herself to death to pay off the problems that Hrath cause caused him to become overly protective of his mother, and that translated to dislike of women who worked in things that where overly dangerous. This meant he had a dislike of women in the military. This dislike came to head with Katherina Lumend, another captain, several times. Though Hrath would not blatantly disobey any of Katherina's orders, he would, often, tell her she should be someplace else, waiting tables or cleaning a house. This, obviously, did NOT sit well with Katherina. Thier personalities clashed rather often, moreso if Hrath could help it. Gerald stepped in more than once. Both of them where too precious to get rid of but both would kill each other if they where together for too long so Gerald promoted Hrath to Second Lieutenant and put him as far from Katherina as possible. He also tried to keep him away from other military women, but not even he had that much time.

 

But the clashing with Katherina was not the sole reason Hrath was promoted, though it deep speed it up. His exemplery record spoke for itself and he was, rightfully, officer material. With this promotion came more pay, and, since he was already sending ninety percent of his pay home to take care of his mother, this meant his mother could finally cut back on her work, which was good because old age was catching up on her, both physically and mentally and Hrath wanted her time to be spent NOT working. His mother's pride forbade that from happening but at least she was accepting the money that Hrath sent home without a big fuss now.

 

Hrath went along in his military career, making a name for himself and now, being nearly thirty, he is a solid soldier and smart leader, even with his vices.

Edited March 4, 2005 by Orlan

[Orlan]

~Abilities~

 

Hrath is a soldier. He's skilled in most melee weapons but his hands are a bit large to accurately use a long bow. He does have a bit of skill with a crossbow though. He's more apt to be in the midst of things anyway. He's gone through officer training so he has the needed skills to advance in the military, as well as in society. He carries a saber that he got with his commission and he has a bastard sword he straps to his back. He tends not to use the swords unless needed to.