Lazy, Scum, TrashRace:
WarriorGender / Sexuality:
Male / BisexualAge:
Adventurers Guild Faction:
In a small summary, Aldo is an individual who is considered morally crooked; an alcoholic who only cares about himself and his well-being. He never takes the world affairs, and what is best for society, in mind as performs all of his actions. Due to this, he is a bad influence upon those he spends time around for extended periods of time; not exactly hiding his opinions and ideas on those whose ears are listening.
Unless money is directly involved, you will not see him go out of his way to protect a perfectly capable adult who can make their own decisions. He considers the idea of creating more reasons to feel like he has ruined a situation that is entirely possible to be solved on its own. No need to add on more than he is already dealing with; voluntarily piling on extra reasons to add to his already extended guilt to his mental resume.
In interactions, people would either describe him as "Somber" or "Agitating." He does not quite exude the energy that someone who is swimming in dopamine and serotonin might have. While fully capable of doing so, Aldo sees excessive movement and exercise to be a waste of energy that may better be spent elsewhere. Why run across town when you can stay in bed and read about an existence that is much better than your own?
Even with that, Aldo has a few rules in his paper of morals that he refuses to break
1. Never harm children
2. Never harm those who are already suffering
3. Never waste food
4. Never risk life
Aldo was not always someone who summons rain on a perfect summer afternoon. Just like every other young juvenile that has the blessing to be born to a family of moderate wealth, he was a bright-eyed youngster with the hopes and dreams to make his family and land prosper.
His household considered him somewhat of a young prodigy. He was highly intelligent and often was intuitive of the world around him. From such a young age, he was constantly paraded by his parents and close relatives to be the one to elevate his family to a higher level. As a sort of destiny to become distinguished and be known in the land. As the oldest of three, one would say that Aldo had become the perfect and loving role model as well. He very often put the needs of his younger ones before his own. There was once a day, where he thought it could never go wrong.
Until his home was barged into, asking to turn in Aldo for embezzling funds from one of the family's businesses into his personal accounts. In the beginning, he left hope; hope that it was a golden opportunity to get the person responsible behind bars where they deserved it. Unfortunately, there was no one by his side. Instead of support to get down to the truth, he saw only scorn from those he was supposed to love and one day protect. Evil words, mental torment, and ridicule by the same people who placed him onto a pedestal. An entire lifetime of building was shattered in a day by no fault of his own.
His youngest sibling was the one who helped him escape, telling him that they planned to torture Aldo for the missing documents and where the stolen money had gone to. But his sibling?; assured that they knew that Aldo wasn't the one who'd done it. They led him towards the end of the territory, hoping to avoid getting followed by the law. This is where Aldo was ambushed by, what seemed at first as, bandits. He valiantly fought as if it were his last, striking down every last opponent.
Just to get stabbed in the back with a screech of joyous malice.
His own kin had almost achieved the victory of condemning Aldo to death, just for the guards to save his life right before he lost consciousness. By the time he came to, his family was apologizing for not believing him at first. The youngest sibling was blinded by jealousy, and sought ruin to the entire family due to neglect. He refused to forgive them, the trust was broken. Aldo got rid of his birth surname and left home, vowing to never make a family that were so shallow as his.
Not much is known by his journey after these events. Some say they saw him getting close to individuals who were not of the lighter path. People who often had dealings with smuggling food and selling them at high prices. Of course, it was abrupt that it stopped, and Aldo returned to the tavern with scars on his body. Someone with a glow in their eyes was slowly but surely getting dimmer. All that he would explain about it is, "There is nothing you can trust, nothing you can love, and nothing that will let me have a good night's sleep."Likes:
Drinking , Sleeping , Money , Making foodDislikes:
Wasting food , Being forced into a difficult situation , Unnecessary fightingGoal/Aspiration:
Figuring out how to be able to sleep for more than a few hours at a time, getting a stable life away from what he knows, getting a sword he can wield for a lifetime.Key Fear/Adversary:
Trusting someone again, not being strong enough to pursue desires, getting banned from a bar, his family finding him once again
5 ft 10 in / 1.77mBody Type:
Dusty PaleOverall Appearance: