Julian Sikander - Semi-retired Military Dude

[Draconian]

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NAME
Julian Sikander

NICKNAME
--x
Ater on the chat

AGE
364

GENDER
Male

SEXUALITY
Pansexual

SPECIES/ETHNICITY
Elf-human-fae-something

HEIGHT/BUILD
6'4"

OCCUPATION
Desk Jockey, lots of paperwork.

RESIDENCE
In Libra. Somewhere. In a house. Alone o_o


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PHYSICAL
Julian is a taller man, broad shouldered and wide chested.  He's been alive for a long time and has put to those years to use sculpting his form into something he knows people will enjoy looking at- something he enjoys looking at. Julian would lie if he'd said he never posed in front of a mirror and flexed. Time hasn't been entirely kind though, because he's the keeper of only one body, any terrible injuries have kept.

He's missing his right eye, a scar showing just how the injury occurred. Or at least why the eye was lost. Julian doesn't quite remember the details but he knows he lost the eye along with his lower left leg.

Still, he's not a bad looking man. He's fit and has sharp cheek bones with violet eyes and brilliant red hair that reaches past his elbows.  Despite his resting bitch face, he smiles easily and readily and looks far younger than he is - which is good, otherwise he'd look like dried skin on some old bones.
 
PERSONALITY
Julian is a quiet man who has trouble meeting new people or making friends. Everyday he was with his wife he'd thanked his lucky stars and since she's been gone he's gotten a little more quiet and a little more recluse. His daughter bribes him out of the house besides to work by refusing to meet him at his own.

Mostly, Julian is drifting. He has no where to be and as such, he simply exists. He isn't too fond of it and has recently taking to lame attempts at leaving his comfort zone - though they've all ended in failure.

ABILITIES

He types good : D
Old school fighting. Can use a sword decently.
Also a mage, pyromancy.

RELATIONSHIPS

---- Wife - deceased for fifteen or so years.- A woman who filed down the rough edges. A human, even then she died too young and he misses her every day.  She was a wine hobbiest and Julian's home has a room kept cool that is floor to ceiling wine bottles that he takes care of very diligently.
---- Grown Daughter -  Loves his baby girl - though she's all grown up and lives on her own, does her own thing.

He has a plant he talks to, that's probably his best friend. And only friend.


HISTORY
He was born, was active military after growing up. Had an injury. Got a desk job. Met his wife. Had a kid. Wife died not long after. Raised daughter alone. She grew up. Now he's alone and sometimes drinks the wine.


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