|Eljth of the Atoel
|Anteus (An • tae • us) Sun, Sunderfist (no longer in use)
|14th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon
|Appears twenty, is actually in his mid-thirties
|Cis male (he/him)
|Grey, small pupils and irises
|Mercenary (current), Pugilist (self-taught), Archer (tribe)
|Oschon, the Wanderer
|Mateus, Crystal (NA)
|Demi/asexual, poly, no gender preference
|Married to Ardent Sun
|Tenacious, resourceful, straightforward, honest
|Unsocial, paranoid, hot-headed, apathetic
|Standoffish, almost like a shy cat, but not openly hostile
|A mid-tone voice (low tenor)
|Smells like herbal medicines and earthy scents
Scars littering his entire body, most notably on his face — gouging out the left side of his upper lip.
Tattered ears, both of which are cut off at some point, the left being ripped and the right being punctured clean through.
Scars are in line with a seasoned fighter, most of which look to be narrowly escaped death-wounds.
Anteus is a character that has endured a lot of trauma, and will not react well to: being touched, sudden movements, and loud noises.
It is very difficult for him to develop emotional attachment towards others. Deep and lasting bonds can develop with enough time, and patience — romantic or platonic.
With that in mind, Anteus does not trust easily. He is extremely cautious of everyone he meets, and assumes most mean to harm him. As such, depending on how he is approached, Anteus might even react violently, punching first and asking questions later.
He is paranoid, and will always stick close to doors, or curl in on himself to seem smaller.
While he isn't very emotive, he will nervously pick at his nails and clothing when speaking with others.
He avoids eye contact, and will generally keep his gaze on people's hands and feet to see how they move.
He enjoys woodcarving, and finds the best way to not pick at his own skin is to have a piece of wood in his hands to whittle. He's quite good too, and can make things upon request for others.
He often enjoys fishing, and when he has the chance to take leave from his mercenary duties, he can be found doing so at any body of water nearby.
He has a fondness for sunny days, and where he feels comfortable enough to do so, will cat-nap in any rays he can find.
Golmoran orchids remind him of home.
Chocolates, honeyed treats, and candied fruits. Sweets are one thing he can't resist.
Enjoys Moko grass when in the right company.
Soft things; while he won't touch without permission, he will stare at any soft material with the desire to pet it.
He enjoys hunting quite a bit, and often reminisces over his hunts in the jungle.
He prefers the company of honest people, which is a bit contradictory considering he mostly associates with criminals. Still, with how much anxiety he has, he will appreciate honesty over anything else.
He has a deep-rooted fear of Garleans, as they were the ones who thrust him into the fighting pits, years ago.
Loud noises, primarily the sound of guns, make him anxious.
Being touched without warning or permission, no matter how chaste or friendly, will typically earn a hostile reaction.
Major cities are usually avoided, as he hates noisy and crowded places. Still, you might be able to find him in one, when he has a reason to go.
He generally avoids drinking, as he worries about losing his senses and being ambushed while inebriated.
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Fellow viera, especially if they're from the Atoel tribe.
Criminal connections, especially wherever unsanctioned fighting pits are.
Plot-focused RP, preferably with emphasis on serious, dark, or mature themes. I also hold preference for fully fleshed-out characters.
Horror RP is a huge love of mine, and I'm always a fan of receiving and giving it!