—————————————————————————————— —————————————————— AESTHETICS | THEME ◈ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ◈ ◈ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ◈ "There is nothing, only warm primordial blackness. Your conscious ferments in it, no larger than a single grain of malt. You don’t have to do anything anymore, ever, never, ever. ." —————————————————————————————— ⋫ Chosen Name: Clement Osbourne Bechard ▹ Full Name: Clement Huiviesse-Croissant Loi Coeur Bechard Aigle de Bijoux-vert-plusse-rême ▹ Aliases: Wane Lockheed Edvin Hollandse Osbourne Bellerose⋫ Age: Thirty-Four ▹ Date of Birth: 4th of November, 277 AC ▹ Zodiac: Scorpio⋫ Gender: Male ⋫ Eye colour: —————————————————————————————— Bechard can be a touch arrogant, but being a private dick requires having a little bit of a domineering ego in order to function. He occasionally acts cocky due to his inflated ego brought on by the fact that he has a strong track record of successfully solving nearly all of the cases he has ever encountered. However, this does not cause him to act egotistical, which he does not. We can all agree that an unconfident detective isn't much of a danger. He has his own set of insecurities, as does everyone else, but he won't let them get in the way of his work. He is a very quiet individual who is systematic, knowledgeable, and meticulous in his work, preferring to work alone. —————————————————————————————— ⋫ Proficiency Points: ▹Strength: 0 ▹Constitution: 0 ▹Wisdom: 0 ▹Dexterity: 4 ▻ Parkour Pack ▻ Pickpocket Skill Pack ▻ Disguise Skill Pack ▻ Slight of Hand Pack▹Magic: 0 ▹Charisma: 7 ▻Stupid Luck Pack ⋫ Abilities: Ailor Racials: 4 Corpsefolk: 6 specials, 3 abilities ⋫ Languages: ▹Common (Parental) ▹Ithanian (Parental) ▹Daendroque (Abroad) —————————————————————————————— ⋫ Mutations: ▹Ordial Undead ▻ Just a normal-looking skeleton, distinguished only by his trenchcoat. ▹Appearance: ▻ Bechard is a literal skeleton. No flesh remains, no hair, only bone. His bone colour is an off-white shade. ▻ He wears his old leather jacket only, the very same he was murdered in. The jacket is a literal piece of evidence that he carries around on his shoulders as there is a large entrance tear with dried blood around the obvious treatment, reminding him daily what he needs to do. —————————————————————————————— It was raining hard when Bechard was born, it was night, around 8 PM when the Ithanian City of Bijoux-vert-plusse-rême welcomed Bechard into this cruel world. Bechard never knew his father or his mother, for that fact he was given to a Boy's Home right after his birth. He grew up in that orphanage, École de garçons et orphelinat Bellerose, or more commonly called Bellerose. The school was on the larger size, though was known on the streets for being strict and ruthless in their schooling and cultural teaching, which was to make the young boys relentlessly train to be successful house-husbands. Bechard never liked it there, but it was all he knew, though after sharing his love for books with an Asha slave, the Asha introduced the young Bechard to Wane Lockheed, a fictional detective based in the river district of Narlas. Bechard would be hooked on the lifestyle Lockheed led, reading nearly every single novel that he could get his hands on. Bechard wanted to be more than a househusband, infact he didn’t even want to get married, so at the age of 12 Bechard would sneakily leave behind the Boy’s Home with the help of that Asha slave and be smuggled onto a supply-ship headed for the Kingdom of Lusits, then further down into Hallonq where Bechard would take odd-jobs until being offered a spot as an Ithanian translator within an influential gang within the area. Bechard came to learn the local language, though also came to understand gang life and what horrors it could lead to. Bechard wanted none of that, leaving Hallonq and his gang-life behind as he moved away with enough coin to the City of Lights, the City of Regalia, where dreams come true. Now being around the age of 15, Bechard would come to be accustomed to the street life of Old Town, having a very small loft where he would live while working the docks on the weekends. Around this time is when he met Edvin Hollandse, a private contract inspector, much like his beloved Wane Lockheed. Edvin suggested that Bechard should shadow him, be his assistant and learn a few things under him. For the next 10ish years Bechard would work as an assistant then Inspector with Hollandse Private Consulting, up until the Anahera Dictatorship of 303 AC, though within those years, 3 of them were spent at the Regalian Informational Academy. During the Anahera Dictatorship Bechard would be forced into hiding as he was a Kade-loyalist, shortly joining a resistance group with the task of gathering information on Anahera-loyalists. Through those grueling times, Bechard would lose many friends, though always stayed true to the cause. Fortunately, on the 25th of December, Alexander I awakened and labeled Andrieu Anahera a traitor to the Regalian Empire, creating the perfect opportunity for the resistance to act, storming Anahera-occupied state buildings and ending the dictatorship there once and for all. Bechard would then split from the resistance as he was no longer in hiding, though just before his departure he’d hear a rumor about his resistance group leader being a Black Hand agent, which would make sense as he was very secretive in his plans and operations and seemed like a professional, though Bechard simply shrugged this off as just rumors. Bechard would later come to found Bechard Investigations as his old partner Hollandse was killed in the dictatorship, which would come as sad news to Bechard. Bechard currently fills the role of the disgruntled sleuth, doing what he has to do to get by. He offers his know-how and skillset to anyone who would pay, and currently still resides in the City. RECENT 11/20/310AC: Bechard was murdered nearly a year ago today. He was brought back from the dead by necromancers who wanted to hire him for a job, and he accepted, even taking on cases in death, the bastard never quit. The issue was, however, he lost nearly all of his memory the past couple of years and is having trouble backtracking his steps. He only trusts one man, though, to solve his murder. Himself. ——————————————————————————————
While everything else seems in order, being a part of an official Inspector program that involves the Sovereign of Ithania seems a bit far-fetched, and by my estimation would require a Backstory Permission. For now, please alter the Life Story to remove references that would enforce lore outside the character's immediate sphere.
@Eronoc added him attending the Regalian Informational Academy(school), backstory and points are also correct to fit in.
@Eronoc Shuffled around his points, added some sorcery and took away +10 blades to make way for the sorcery.
Hello there! Please make the following edits and tag me when complete. The physical stat calculation is incorrect. 5 Dagger + 10 Theatre Arts/ 2 = 10 Physical Stat. Please include this calculation in your application. Please change the language names to reflect the update. https://wiki.massivecraft.com/linguistics Please edit or remove mentions of acting as a general from their backstory. They have neither the proficiencies for a general or an average soldier. @Testlo
Updated his app to be current-- Replaced the Ailor Lineage Abilities with the current Ailor Racial Abilities