Post by TubbsMcD on Nov 29, 2016 7:06:30 GMT
Eric Rathemore
Eric is a large wall of a man. Standing just at 7' tall and shoulders wide as an axe handle, the large man has a very imposing presence, looming over most near him without meaning to. He's built fairly large for his size but not completely ripped with bulging layers of muscle, the muscle that he does have is thick and as hard as steel cables.
Eric is usually clad in a pair of worn jeans over scuffed black riding boots. A large grey hoodie covers most of his bulk and a worn grey scally cap covers his tangled mop of hair, slate grey eyes peering out from underneath the brim of his cap, his scarred face lifts one side of his mouth in a constant smirk, one scar running directly over his left eye.
He's definitely not a pretty man, but his rugged features seem to make up for it. He's always been a rather simple man, not much into fashion or prevailing trends, he keeps to what's comfortable.
In his earlier years Eric was your usual raging Brujah, mad at the world and taking it out on anyone that would cross him. Though for good reason. He was taken earlier on after his sire Bronwyne Darke disappeared and was left in the hands of a Tzimice antediluvian who tortured him for months on end, constantly tearing off the flesh and layering it back on in strips like a horrible paper mache project.
After being released and a few years in Boston he moved back to his hometown of Cleveland where he became an Independent and a guardian of the city and one of it's great caern stones before being taken again in a raid against the guardian headquarters by demonic Thralls. After months of being pumped full of demon blood and being made a pawn for one of the great Demons in the horde, wreaking havoc on other guardians and the city itself he was freed by his allies. When he realized the damage he had done and the allies he had slain he retired from his post and silently slipped away back to Boston.
-Details-
Height: 7'
Weight: 240lbs
Eyes: Slate grey, occasionally shifting to have a ring of blue close to the pupil
Clan: Brujah
Rank: Harpy
Apparent Age: 34
Job: Freelance Engineer, marksman, driver
Appearance Score: 3
Merits/Flaws: Bruiser, Daredevil, Iron Will, Code of Honor, Flashbacks
Eric is a large wall of a man. Standing just at 7' tall and shoulders wide as an axe handle, the large man has a very imposing presence, looming over most near him without meaning to. He's built fairly large for his size but not completely ripped with bulging layers of muscle, the muscle that he does have is thick and as hard as steel cables.
Eric is usually clad in a pair of worn jeans over scuffed black riding boots. A large grey hoodie covers most of his bulk and a worn grey scally cap covers his tangled mop of hair, slate grey eyes peering out from underneath the brim of his cap, his scarred face lifts one side of his mouth in a constant smirk, one scar running directly over his left eye.
He's definitely not a pretty man, but his rugged features seem to make up for it. He's always been a rather simple man, not much into fashion or prevailing trends, he keeps to what's comfortable.
In his earlier years Eric was your usual raging Brujah, mad at the world and taking it out on anyone that would cross him. Though for good reason. He was taken earlier on after his sire Bronwyne Darke disappeared and was left in the hands of a Tzimice antediluvian who tortured him for months on end, constantly tearing off the flesh and layering it back on in strips like a horrible paper mache project.
After being released and a few years in Boston he moved back to his hometown of Cleveland where he became an Independent and a guardian of the city and one of it's great caern stones before being taken again in a raid against the guardian headquarters by demonic Thralls. After months of being pumped full of demon blood and being made a pawn for one of the great Demons in the horde, wreaking havoc on other guardians and the city itself he was freed by his allies. When he realized the damage he had done and the allies he had slain he retired from his post and silently slipped away back to Boston.
-Details-
Height: 7'
Weight: 240lbs
Eyes: Slate grey, occasionally shifting to have a ring of blue close to the pupil
Clan: Brujah
Rank: Harpy
Apparent Age: 34
Job: Freelance Engineer, marksman, driver
Appearance Score: 3
Merits/Flaws: Bruiser, Daredevil, Iron Will, Code of Honor, Flashbacks