Kev Sauvage
”What are you asking me about him for? You seen him? Tell that good-for-nothing he owes me a new pair of trousers. Damn wretch puked all over mine!”
-Ned Sauvage, concerning his brother
-Ned Sauvage, concerning his brother
Appearance
”Ugliest man I ever suckered out of five gold nel.” -Prostitute in Andaris
Full Name: Kev Sauvage
Aliases: N/A
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 29 Arcs, 6th Zi’da 689th Arc
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 180 lbs
Origin: Andaris
Religion: N/A
Blessings: None
Location: Scalvoris
Profession: Soldier, Sapper, Scoundrel
Factions Joined: Xiur Skyriders (deserter)
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Languages: Fluent - Common, Broken - Common Sign, Rakahi, Scalveen
Aliases: N/A
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 29 Arcs, 6th Zi’da 689th Arc
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 180 lbs
Origin: Andaris
Religion: N/A
Blessings: None
Location: Scalvoris
Profession: Soldier, Sapper, Scoundrel
Factions Joined: Xiur Skyriders (deserter)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Merits:
Flaws:
Languages: Fluent - Common, Broken - Common Sign, Rakahi, Scalveen
Earthy, thats a good word for old Kev. If you hadn't met him you'd probably call him that. If you had though, well, there are other words that come to mind. He's not fat or anything, spends too much time high tailing it from people he owes money to or the Iron Hand to get much of a gut really. He ain't a looker either. Kev spent some of his younger years apprenticed in a chemist guild, got some ugly burns there that didn't do him any favors. He's had a few run-ins with unsavory types, more unsavory than him, that is. They left a few tokens too. He's tough like old leather, and you can see it in his hands and his face. A real weathered, beat down by life kind of...earthiness.
He's got a sort of muddy brown black hair, lets the beard grow out too. His brother has got such a nice beard, makes him look wise. He's really got the face for it, quite a good looking lad. Oh, right, Kev. Kev doesn't really wear it as well. He never combs it and it gets scraggily. He's got it cut down to his jaw and it makes his chin look huge. Anyway, if that's what he thinks attracts the ladies he's not doing himself any favors. Kev's got a lot of muscle though, I suppose it's from those years in the mines, working off his debts. He's been in and out of there and it shows.
He's got a sort of muddy brown black hair, lets the beard grow out too. His brother has got such a nice beard, makes him look wise. He's really got the face for it, quite a good looking lad. Oh, right, Kev. Kev doesn't really wear it as well. He never combs it and it gets scraggily. He's got it cut down to his jaw and it makes his chin look huge. Anyway, if that's what he thinks attracts the ladies he's not doing himself any favors. Kev's got a lot of muscle though, I suppose it's from those years in the mines, working off his debts. He's been in and out of there and it shows.
Personality
Kev can be the life of the party sometimes, if it's the right kind of party. He's got a knack for making people laugh, if you like that kind of humor and don't mind the excess of liquor and the shady locale. He's got a way of embracing the grime of life quite as much as the glory, if ya know what I mean. The man's been through the ringer, and spent time doing Immortals know how many odd jobs. If you want stories, he's got heaps. If you want your money back... well, best not to ask too much. Kev's got a real mean streak and whatever else he is, the man's a danger to decent folk when he gets it in his head.
A virtue? Well, he's a loyal friend if nothing else. Kev remembers favors, and he's always ready to help a guy out. That being said, his help is sometimes reckless and devious, because he is a reckless and devious son of a bitch. Remember that before you go to him for anything. He won't shrink from a fight, old Kev. It's odd, you'd think he'd have learned by now, but the man simply doesn't let the fear get the better of him. Maybe it's because of his knack for gambling, the risk thrills him. So if you're looking for someone who's half wild card, half dependable, and all scoundrel, he's your man.
A virtue? Well, he's a loyal friend if nothing else. Kev remembers favors, and he's always ready to help a guy out. That being said, his help is sometimes reckless and devious, because he is a reckless and devious son of a bitch. Remember that before you go to him for anything. He won't shrink from a fight, old Kev. It's odd, you'd think he'd have learned by now, but the man simply doesn't let the fear get the better of him. Maybe it's because of his knack for gambling, the risk thrills him. So if you're looking for someone who's half wild card, half dependable, and all scoundrel, he's your man.