<div class="floatright">(http://02varvara.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/don-cossack.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Daumantas Ivanov<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Skirov<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Faith:</strong>Menite<br/><strong>Archetype:</strong>Skilled<br/><strong>Careers:</strong>Bounty Hunter/Highwayman<br/><strong>Connections:</strong>Nynsk City Guard, Criminals<br/><br/><strong>Damage Capacity</strong><br/><em>Physique:</em>5<br/><em>Agility:</em>4<br/><em>Intellect:</em>3<br/><em>Power Field:</em><br/><br/><strong>Feat Points:</strong>3<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong><br/>Height: 5'11<br/>Weight: 150<br/>Hair Color: Dark Black<br/>Eye Color: Green<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Daumantas is a good natured young man. From his perspective, life has treated him well. He works a job that gives him a steady paycheck, and won't put him in early grave... at least not one that involves him gasping for breath as his lungs fail him. His job is largely safe, with a few spices of danger when a criminal needs to be hunted down, keeping things interesting. He is nominally a Menite, but in truth, he doesn't believe with the full hearted means of a true zealot. He values the traditions of the Menite faith as traditions, little more. Menoth exists of course. He knows that a Menite Priest can do miracles. But so can a Morrowan Priest, the followers of the Devourer Wurm, or a Rhulic Priest of the Great Fathers. Sorting out what the proper course, who deserves his belief is beyond a simple messenger. Daumantas does as his family has always done, because it is easier. At the end of the day, Daumantas does what he is order to, and when given discretion, what he thinks is right for Nynsk, Khador, and the World at large. Life isn't terribly complex for him. He picks up messages, packages, and other such things, and carries them. He hunts criminals. There are few moral quandaries in his life. He does his duty, and generally enjoys it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">STATS</div><div class="spoiler_body">PHY: 5<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>SPD: 6</li><li>STR: 5</li></ul><br/>AGI: 4<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>PRW: 5</li><li>POI: 5</li></ul><br/>INT: 3<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>ARC: -</li><li>PER: 3</li></ul><br/>WILLPOWER (PHY + INT): 8<br/>DEFENCE (SPD+AGL+PER+Race Mod+Equip Mod): 13<br/>ARM (PSY+Shield+Other): 11<br/>INITIATIVE (SPD+ PRW+PER+Equip Mod+Other): 14<br/>COMMAND RANGE (INT+Command+Ability Mods): 3<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">SKILLS</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hand Weapon 2, Pistols 2, Animal Handling 1, Detection 2, Intimidation 2, Riding 1, Rope Use 1, Tracking 1<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">BENEFITS &amp; ABILITIES</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ambidextrous, Binding, Takedown<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">WEAPONS</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span><br/>Repeating Pistol, 48/240, 7, 10<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span><br/>Horseman's Axe, 7, 8 (10 While Mounted)<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">EQUIPMENT</div><div class="spoiler_body">2 Ammo Wheels, Mask, Riding Horse, Tack, Custom Battle Armor, 1 Days Military Rations<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Daumantas is the second son of Dovydas Ivanov. Daumantas is the second cousin to those that currently run the Smithy. His father worked at the mines, like most without wealth enough to find some other employment. He passed away at 40, his lungs giving out on him. Daumantas was 14 at the time. He was with his father when he died. He remembers his father's last words keenly. "Don't give your life to the damn mines." Daumantas has lived by that. Unlike his brother who followed his father's path, Daumantas found another way. Daumantas spent his tour of duty learning skills that would serve him well back home. He took up work as courier, running messages back and forth between outlying garrisons and command, and was fairly good at it. When his tour of duty was up, Daumantas headed home, without ever seeing the front. He found the old postman employed by the city had passed on. Daumantas was handed the job on the spot. He's a member of the Nynsk city guard, whatever that means. He works as a Messenger most of the time, carrying letters from outlying homesteads to town and back. He also works as a taxman, collecting the measly few coins those who work the soil, hunt the woods, or make their money otherwise. He also works as a thieftaker, hunting down those who have escaped the cities confines. Few enough can escape him. He knows the land better then most, and with his horse, he can make far better time then a man on foot. Most people have mixed feelings, upon seeing him. While generally it forbodes a letter from far off friends or family, welcome news, when the reason for his appearance is grim, it is grim indeed. For his part, Daumantas likes his job. It keeps him in the fresh air, generally busy, and far away from the mines.