Philip Forze
The Sorrowful Sellsword
"The man I wish to be doesn't exist."
Name: Philip Forze
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Race: Human
Culture: Walljack
Sexuality: Bisexual/Biromantic
Appearance: An ordinary-looking young man, Philip stands at an unimposing 5'9". Wrapped in a tattered and ancient beige cloak that partially covers black armor. Brown hair off sets his tired blue eyes. He's a lean fellow, hiding muscle underneath this facade of a small, weak man. He constantly looks dirty, from all the traveling he has been doing. He wears light armor, fit for constant movement and momentum. A weak smile is usually present on his face, betraying the eyes.
Goals/Aspirations: Philip is lost in the world, unsure of what he wants to do. He needs direction. He needs a job. Opportunity. The Spire looks promising. A job in the militia, or as a sellsword, or something. He needs to get there and look for something. His goal is to have aspirations, is to be someone. Lords help him.
