Sir Edrin Bullmic, from A shadow Across Veen, a roleplay on RPG

Sir Edrin has a face that is slightly bumped just enough to make his cheek bones seem like mounds sticking in a sea of flesh, each being just slightly blemished in enough colour to stand out among his very pale and sickly face although not enough to be considered rosy even in the gray hide he has, which could easily give the most notoriously sickly looking breeds of people a run for their money, in fact one could even mistake the sheer coldness of his skin and ghostly colour scheme for that of a vampires. A few veins travel in a visible net across the mans body, each being a slight red or a very powerful mixture of black and purple, these veins however stop directly at his neck, all massing and mounting under his Adam's apple before stopping entirely and hiding under his hairless cover once more. If one was to meet Edrin's eyes you would notice a pair of orbs both which happen to be very fake, one orb is a pearl, a black pearl-Disney Reference!- which glitters with a very vague and dull shine, as if the mere soullessness of this mans mind and actions can't even keep the shine in a pearl yet alone retain the human glint a mortal wields in an eye. The other orb is a sphere with a single rune carved into the centre, glowing gently in a very errie but mellow yellow in the shape of a snake circling an gold coin with numerous runes etched in small sizes around the sides of the drawn currency. If one could read these runes you would see the words "Mooka I see" this orb is made of a strong and sturdy rock but none the less, despite it's roughness slides around in an easy and quick pace, just like any eye, it would almost be as if the stone was just like the soft outer bodies of an fleshly observer. Edrin has a pair of dark and bushy eyebrows, each just as equally tanned and shady as the other, each matching his short thread of hair that curls off at the fringe, going up slightly like a cloak leading upto its wearers back as it's being dragged across the ground, however his scalp and sides are both very bland and kept straight along with clean, smooth and formal. Sir Edrin also bears a beard that reaches around from a arm of side burns that are both very thin, looking like a set of skinny, vammine limbs holding up a black plate across his face, dripping his hair off his chin slightly as it sits like a tail just a few inches towards the floor, his beard however a bit big compared to someone with stubble,is still kept very short and close to his face, not being bushy like his eyebrows. The lord walks about in a large and dragging dress which is kissed in a number of royalties and golden trinkets, each of his sides are stripped in a large and thick set of blue stitched on patches, however being masterfully done so they do not appear as an extension to the robes design, each of these lines having pure silver traveling up the spines while each reaching out with branches under names, lining the feet of text of the blessing from various religious leaders and nobles, every arm of silver having a specific signature. The rest of f the dress is a bright and bloodly red, so bright and convincing in it's shade that one could easily assume that such a piece of clothing had been bathed in blood, in fact such an idea does not seem entirely silly considering the strange smell that flourishes from it at times, something odd and yet nasty mixed with the various perfumes and scents Edrin wears,the dresses arms are both very tight, unlike the feet of the clothe which hang and brush the ground, the sleeves actually hug the brittle wrists Edrin has, keeping close as if the blood like clothe is trying to find a new body to enter. His arms are the same but naturally get more and more baggy as they encroach upon the shoulders he has, which hang just a little in a moderately well done but snobby posture. Edrin robe is simple, this is true, although he wears enough accessories and addons to make up for his un-detailed wares, a gold set of chains, three actually are latched onto his stomach, each having a trio of silver and jeweled eyed dragons head, all of different position and styles hanging from them while his chest and sides are caressed in a number of feathers, each with a golden handle from rare and exotic birds, some on the fringe of extinction, all different colours and size while being attached to a net like set of string torn from the most glorious of mermaids scalps, some still slightly red from their extractions. Edrins fingers and frame are that of a un-fit aging man, Edrin is forty four and the pale complexion mixed with veins help show it, however his rugged and wrinkled skin does not help, although Edrins face is actually very smooth, especially for his age, his hands are waved at the knuckles before getting bumps near his wrist, having aging loose flesh very few inches now and then, on top of this Sir Edrin has never been a physical fellow and the fact that his body bares almost no sign of real muscle is evident of this, granted Edrin is not fat or hideously skinny so he stands more on an average body type for someone of sheltering.

Personality

Sir Edrin Bumic is a creature of refined taste, he enjoy the finest things in life, the rarest creatures from the flock of the world and the most prettiest girls he can choose, he settles for the best avliable and would do no such thing as compromises or settle for anything else, to settle for a decent worker is harmful, to settle for a second rated jewel although more pretty one is un-reasonable, to accept a girl not sexy enough to make the queen jealous is an insult! He must have the best and he is completely forward in how he obtains it, being both risky, daring but at the same time too cowardly to deal with any real physical threats himself. Edrin strikes when a back is turned but cowers when a knight challenges him, he'll happily poison those closest to him to get power and if his ladder to the top happens to be made of the bones of his fallen enemies and allies, then so be it. A shrewd business man, he will take social stigma into account and comes off although as highly snobby and ego centric, friendly and even to some extent caring to people, his evil extending only when needed or his self illusion challenged. To some extent, he a man of emotion which could only equal a lack of mental health but to suggest absolute insanity is nothing more than a dramatic accusation. Greedy and evil are the things Sir Edrin Bullmic are but high classed and refined are also in the same bucket, mixed with un-mistakably cunning. When trusting and private, Edrin facade of freindly faith will vanish and his view of all people as emotional dogs, ready to tear each other apart comes clear, he sees the evil in people very clearly and understands how people work, perhaps..he sees the evil in human kind-all mortals- too clearly.

Equipment

-Edwin bares a one handed blade which is long and straight like that of a medieval blade, encrusted in endlessly jewels and carved into the shape of a dragons tail made out of gold.

Edrin bares no powers of his own apart from the sheer sense of entitlement he wields and the daring behavior he is willing to act upon, all twisted with his defias attitude and business like invoked opportunistic sense of mind. Edrin is both capable of being rather sneaky, despite wielding so much jewelry and being so old, along with this he can be rather skilled with a one handed sword and the rune of his eye is capable of depicting someone heartbeat, telling him when their nervous and such, good for sniffing out liars. Edrin had good experience with conducting plans and formulating poisons but his aged frame makes him slow and easy to puncture and kill, his true power comes from the solders he commands. Sir Edrin Bullmic leads the "Cevcareto"-Preannounced: Cev-KA-reto- a regiment of solders that where formed to protect Sir Edrins business and employee sales merchants, however he keeps a set of elites for himself. Each of these troopers are fully armored and tend to have some military background-this can range from infantry to militia-along with silver weaponry. Although Edrin tend to only have four or six of these with him and they act more as bodyguard, not directly getting into a fight but keeping close to Edrin so he doesn't die, the trained infantry who are much less well armored are in charge of killing in open field combat, most who are equipped with copper weaponry or basic swords and hammers. Edrin can always requisition for more troops due to their numbers, but their main base and training quarters are pretty far away and each time take a good five days of trekking to get to Edrin-so, as soon as they arrive, their be tired from walking-

History

The lands Bullmic lived in was a small island; long left alone by most humans and other races. His home a was distant, cold and snowy place where land was short and only two kingdoms managed to survive there, literally facing one another and needing each others territory meaning the two had strained relations, in truth, by the six kingdoms, this was nothing more than a off beat village, but it was a well supplied off beat village but still a big city next to the human Kingdom due to the size of the island, which was surrounded by water and a very far trip away from the normal, more beneficial lands worth conquering and trading with. The people are known as Memic's and share a strange accent, they swirl their y's,-You= Yeou Why=Wheery and growl their L's, making them sound a mixture of Italian and Russian. Look=Lrrook.

-I was thinking that some elves tried to escape the civil war by settling up villages far away, hope I did not impose on lore or anything-

Sir Edrin was a master Merchant in his lands, however ruthless and vile, he owned land-illegally- and taxed high, he sold medicine at un-reasonable prices and let his men beat up any doctors that tried to make their home and business in his owned areas, those that tried to steal from Edrin's workers were faced with a pair of personal solders from his Cavcareto whom would flog the offender in front of everyone in the street to send a message, he ran out other merchants such as food salesmen, bought farms-ether willingly or un-willingly-from the farmers and overpriced the kingdoms to death, however he also gave massive percentages to the leaders and stayed out of certain towns as a compromise of his works. Sir Edrin quickly became the target for assassination but many times escape this fate out of sheer luck or his elite guard mixed with his cunning persona. Sir Edrin was powerful and feared and could take any woman,henchmen, food or item he desired until he made a dire mistake. As Edrin is man of opportunities and always fears the idea of others considering him lower or even not...perfect, he got tired and paranoid of the king who had to bribe and obey to continue his business, being a man who hates compromises and makes his own path he instigated a war between the human village and an elven kingdom. Sir Edrin and his culture had always an un-easy settlement with the elves, had the past years the humans in his home where just as aggressive and haughty as they are, this lead to a sport called "Kema" or rather elf hunting, where they took elf ears as trophies this was not too long ago and the humans also had many a head removed as elven trophies, this was two generations ago and although it would seem the two races in this land where finally growing to understand one another Sir Edrin organized a set of cargo to cross beyond the agreed borders of the elven lands, filed with elven ears, he paid the worker to claim they where trophies for a hunter in the human lands, of course the human was ordered not to look at the cargo. The elves took an offense and some even said they purposely made the merchant cross the border to insult them and send a message, naturally as elves are quick to the defense of their honor, they took to war with the kingdom. Sir Edrin was sanctioned due to the agreement so his actions where meant to be watched by the king, so it was fair that the elves assumed it was the kings warning to them. Edrin of course remained out of sight and employed both elven and none-elven workers, making them sell weapons he stocked up for the war he had planned.

The humans won, however but the kingdom was heavily and grossly damaged, many laid dead and the villages where now in destitute, with the money Edrin acquired he renovated and own more than half of the kingdoms villages now, legally granting his many rights while before he bribed the king for allowance. The bribes stopped and the king grew mad when one of the scouts brought back the case of elven ear that started this mess, finding out that they where infact the same ears and old elf hater called Tomoriz had, tomoriz was a hermit in his old age and his only true friend was Edrin, it was Edrin selection of contacts that lead to him and he was quickly declared to be executed, his Cavcareto could never match the might of a fully bloomed army, even after weakened by a war and he was sent to the execution square. Out of mad justice the king allowed a women who lost her husband, oldest son and second brother to war Edrin started to chop off his head. The women's eyes where veined, bloodshot out of rage, her teeth where gritted and the sign of needing to cry glinted in her eyes as she loomed the axe over her back and ready to chop off his head. Edrin closed his eyes, only look up at a women with an arrow in her back and a city besieged by Darkiron himself. He was freed and quickly became one of Darkiron's financial advisors along with one of his business organizers for his established kingdoms, although he has also acted as a commander and a political/ financial sabotager from the inside of desired kingdoms.