Magnus Wolff

*"What kind of fucking nut would quote something I said?" -* **Magnus Wolff**

A young Magnus in foreign attire, visiting the Althuei Dockhouse.

## Description

Magnus is a sturdy, fit looking human with very sharp and straight facial features, and little to no bodily markings or scars to speak of. His build closely resembles those commonly seen throughout strictly trained military regiments and mercenary groups, not overly huge, but fit and still yet slim enough to match certain athletic standards and keep a modicum of agility. His hair is thick, but short cut and only recently has taken on a new style of a single dense strip of short hair traveling down the center of his skull. Magnus' eyes are jade green, a contrast to most of the brown and dark grey colors his outfit is often made up of.

## Apparel & Armor

Adorning the man is a mismatched, unmarked set of leather, cloth, and chainmail armor. Segmented layers of hardened leather were strapped to his shoulders, and the tarnished iron hauberk that covered his torso and upper legs was obscured by a thick cover of cloth and a series of leather straps that held various equipment to his body. At his waist, a thick leather belt held a variety of pouches and holsters for skinning tools and alchemical regents, some just for general storage as well. Magnus was, more often than not, seen covering his head in a clean brown linen hood. Underneath the hood and covering his face was a solid black mouthpiece that obscured his lower features below his nose.

## Weapons & Tools

Slung to his back by a tough leather strap, a simple wooden targe clings tightly to his body, completely ready to be taken and used in combat. By his side, in a an unadorned, iron-capped scabbard, a 'knight's' sword is sheathed, it's blade tarnished and the pommel completely round, with a very simple embossed decoration upon it. On the belt around his waist, two knives are sheathed within their own personal holds, one for skinning and the other for carving. A small journal sits tucked within a buttoned sack, and a pair of small bags containing herbal regents and materials sits next to it.

## History

Magnus once called another land home, where he served in the army that stood in service to the kingdom his family resided within. Not long after a successful coup, and a stark change of life following it, he was whisked away by the foreign torrents of magics and deposited upon lands unknown to him, alone.

## Personality

Naturally very reserved and quiet, Magnus tends to be very scrutinizing when in the company of others he does not know, or in large groups. He is known to harbor an insensitive, crude sense of humor, and can be known to irritate others if they are easy to anger or offend. Often times, he will only respond to queries or outside attention if he deems it important enough to warrant a response, or if he finds it stupid enough to ridicule. Overall, he tends to favor quaint and tucked away spots to linger, and does not often initiate conversation with others unless they are familiar to him.

No matter where he is seen, Magnus is constantly seen sipping at the skin-leather flask that is normally tethered by thin, tough rope to his armor. Even whilst heavily under the influence of alcohol, it is difficult to tell by the way of his tone of voice. The only occasional sign that can be shown from his behavior is the odd stumble or slight of step, or for those that know him better, the most haughty, arrogant change of expression he may begin to give off.

## Relationships

**Edea** - *Strange woman, but then I'm used to humans. One of the few people to get on my nerves. Also one of the few to treat me with kindness. Puts up with my shit. She's not all bad. Pretty, as elves go.*

**Guinevere** - *Not used to knowing people who aren't nobles running towns. Least' she doesn't doesn't seem like a noble. Respectful, at least, and has spine. Some bit of respect for her.*

**Reiner** - *Fellow I met at Gwynn's. Seems she likes him enough to make him Captain. Not much to argue from me. Seems no nonsense, keeps up with me well enough. Can't complain. He's alright.*

**Fionntann** *- Fancy prick I enjoy poking at. Though, not all that bad I suppose. Offered help. Not a bad person, just easy to make fun of.*

**Topaz** *- Beautiful hair. Stunning woman, her. Don't think we'd last an hour in the same room together. Real passionate. Something I think I'd like to have in another life. Passion.*

**Lily** - *Annoying cunt.* *At least in my eyes.*

**Lily?** - *Unbearable. Kind of like her.*