Maxwell Faust
07-16-06, 02:08 PM
Maxwell Faust
Baron Maxwell Faust
Race: Human
Age: 24
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 195 pounds
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance: Attractive by most standards, Maxwell sports a head of curly blond ringlets which frame his deceptively delicate face. His eyes are sharp blue, cruel, and judging. Most people, especially women, find themselves trapped when his gaze falls upon them. He is well muscled from years of riding, swordplay, although lacks any great physical strength, due to years of relying on servants for any manual labor. His face is often wild and feral; he bears his teeth often, not even realizing that he made the animalistic expression. He is often seen looking about nervously, as if an unseen stalker were only feet away from him.
Adorning him, are the vestments of a noble. A white dress shirt tucked into a pair of fitted white riding pants, which are in turn tucked into a pair of white, calf-high socks and high, black riding boots. A thick red scarf is always casually wrapped around his neck and he seals the outfit in a long black coat that ends in a pair of tails. He wears leather gloves for handling his sword, but underneath, several gold rings encircle his fingers, all bearing the various crests of his fore-fathers.
Personality: Quick to judge, and even quicker to dispense judgement, Maxwell is hot tempered and although quite intelligent, seldomly takes the time to think of the consequences of a course of action. He is a great womanizer, and usually carries himself with a pleasant air when around them, but is not above administering punishment when they fall out of line. Maxwell abhors peasants, viewing them as little more than the common dirt and filth that lines the streets. He will use them to further his ends if he can, but always makes it a point to dispose of them afterwards when their usefulness has expired. Many would call Maxwell a despicable man... but never to his face.
Equipment
The Faust Family Rapier - The long, shiny steel blade, holds the memories of all of the Faust history. Every man of Faust decent has spilled blood with the fencing sword at one point in time or another. Maxwell is the current wielder of the weapon, and uses it with competence and proficiency. It is said that the blade passes knowledge of how to wield it, from father to son. Some say that the blade has a will of its own.
Hand Crossbow - This bow-gun is made of polished oak and steel. It is effective for up to thirty feet, and the arch of the bow folds for easy concealing. The other members of the Faust family viewed bows and the like as cowardly weapons, but Maxwell himself has no objections to ending a fight which has dragged on too long with a well placed crossbow bolt to the face. He currently carries ten yew and steel crossbow bolts, concealed on is person.
Skills
Swordplay - All of the Faust men are trained swordsmen, and grow to become peerless in the art of the sword by the end of their careers. Maxwell wears no armor or protective gear, because has become proficient at parrying and defensive techniques, and finds armor cumbersome, limiting the range of motion needed to make the elabourate defensive movements. Although his skill with the rapier and other swords does not even compare to that of his ancestors, his potential seems near infinite.
Harpsichord and Organ - Faust manor is rumored to be haunted, and any who draw near it are overcome by fear as the shrill, melodical harpsichord or organ music, floats down from the upper reaches of the mansion. In truth, this is only Maxwell, practicing his gift of music, long into the night while most sane men would be sleeping.
Temper - The Faust family is renown for their quick, and often brutal temper. While emotionally taxed, such as being in battle or an argument, a member of the Faust family is known to react faster, and hit harder, when in the enraged, emotional state. It was said that the elders of the Faust family could knock a full-grown man across the length of the courtyard with a casual backhand when a messenger brought them the slightest bit of bad news. Maxwell himself is well known for his temper, but it by no means rivals that of his ancestors... yet.
History
Avantasia was a small village, ignored by the passing of time. Its people were ruled over by a noble family, but were content in their submissive role. The Faust family brought them wealth, prosperity, and protection from brigands and monsters, in exchange for their obedience and tribute. Because of their stable way of life, the people were completely ignorant of change, and it was something completely foreign to them. Unfortunately, people as a whole seem to be fascinated by foreign things...
One spring afternoon, trading season in Avantasia, the flow of merchants brought with it several bards. The bards set up a stage in the middle of the town square, and began spinning their tales of far off lands. They told tales of Kingdoms ruled by the people, and where every man, woman, child, and even slaves, had a say in the way the kingdom was run. Fascinated, the people listened as the day drew on, to the stories of independence. The people were so enthralled by the stories, that the bards told them more tales, seeing that independence was a well received topic in the little burg.
Baron Vionel Faust caught wind of the stories from a servant in Faust manor, and executed him on the spot. Enraged, Vionel flew from his mansion with a legion of soldiers and slew the bards where they stood, but it was too late and the damage was done. The people had the seed of independence sowed into their minds, and that day, the revolution began. Word spread and the people organized themselves into a militia. The soldiers held their own for several months, but were overcome by sheer numbers. The Faust family was forced to grudgingly seal themselves away in Faust Manor, to await the coming judgment of the lynch mob. The mob was quick and ruthless, but Vionel and his father before him, the great Jandolla Faust, slaughtered more than half the angry villagers before being over run. They killed the house servants and raped the women before putting an end to them as well. The scene was one of a complete massacre. Before one of the more clever servants was whisked off to his own houses' torture chamber, he managed to send word to the youngest retainer of the Faust family, Maxwell, who was away on a mission putting down a bandit force in the nearby country side.
Maxwell returned home immediately, finding his city in disarray. The peasants apparently had not considered the fact that they lacked the knowledge of how to govern themselves and squabbled pettily. The merchants fled the city and all was chaos. Young Lord Faust arrived at his mansion to find it set ablaze. Due to the fact that it was the most well constructed building in Avantasia, it did not suffer heavily from the fire, but it was still a daunting sight. Peasants ran from the first floor carrying various treasures they seized from the burning estate. Max spotted two men carrying his family's sword and armor and they appeared to recognize him. The first man drew the antique rapier and took a clumsy swing which Maxwell easily sidestepped (grimacing at the fact that the beautiful weapon was meant for thrusting, not swinging) and in his anger, he lashed out at the man with a punch, shattering his jaw. The man crumpled to the ground and his partner fled at the sight of the legendary Faust temper. Maxwell took his sword from the man and put an end to his miserable existence, and then made a dead run for his manor.
Rumors around town circulated that young lord Maxwell died in the fire at his mansion and no tears were shed for his loss. Eventually, the city fell further and further into chaos, lacking any sort of leadership. The village blacksmith stood up to become a leader, but the villagers struck him down, fearing another dictator. Now without a means to produce weapons of their own, the city was prone to raids from the bandits which now flourished in the near-by countryside.
High above them, on the very top floor of Faust manor, Maxwell, quite alive, looked out of a window at the chaotic city, laughing all the while. The manor survived more or less intact, and Maxwell lived there quite contented. There was no love lost between he and his deceased family, and he often walked the halls, mocking the ghosts that called out to him. Maxwell was restless though, living most of his life wandering the surrounding area hunting and performing tasks for his father, and so he did not stay in the manor long. He left on one of the remaining horses in the stables and set off, laughing at the riots that still now, raged in streets...
Baron Maxwell Faust
Race: Human
Age: 24
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 195 pounds
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance: Attractive by most standards, Maxwell sports a head of curly blond ringlets which frame his deceptively delicate face. His eyes are sharp blue, cruel, and judging. Most people, especially women, find themselves trapped when his gaze falls upon them. He is well muscled from years of riding, swordplay, although lacks any great physical strength, due to years of relying on servants for any manual labor. His face is often wild and feral; he bears his teeth often, not even realizing that he made the animalistic expression. He is often seen looking about nervously, as if an unseen stalker were only feet away from him.
Adorning him, are the vestments of a noble. A white dress shirt tucked into a pair of fitted white riding pants, which are in turn tucked into a pair of white, calf-high socks and high, black riding boots. A thick red scarf is always casually wrapped around his neck and he seals the outfit in a long black coat that ends in a pair of tails. He wears leather gloves for handling his sword, but underneath, several gold rings encircle his fingers, all bearing the various crests of his fore-fathers.
Personality: Quick to judge, and even quicker to dispense judgement, Maxwell is hot tempered and although quite intelligent, seldomly takes the time to think of the consequences of a course of action. He is a great womanizer, and usually carries himself with a pleasant air when around them, but is not above administering punishment when they fall out of line. Maxwell abhors peasants, viewing them as little more than the common dirt and filth that lines the streets. He will use them to further his ends if he can, but always makes it a point to dispose of them afterwards when their usefulness has expired. Many would call Maxwell a despicable man... but never to his face.
Equipment
The Faust Family Rapier - The long, shiny steel blade, holds the memories of all of the Faust history. Every man of Faust decent has spilled blood with the fencing sword at one point in time or another. Maxwell is the current wielder of the weapon, and uses it with competence and proficiency. It is said that the blade passes knowledge of how to wield it, from father to son. Some say that the blade has a will of its own.
Hand Crossbow - This bow-gun is made of polished oak and steel. It is effective for up to thirty feet, and the arch of the bow folds for easy concealing. The other members of the Faust family viewed bows and the like as cowardly weapons, but Maxwell himself has no objections to ending a fight which has dragged on too long with a well placed crossbow bolt to the face. He currently carries ten yew and steel crossbow bolts, concealed on is person.
Skills
Swordplay - All of the Faust men are trained swordsmen, and grow to become peerless in the art of the sword by the end of their careers. Maxwell wears no armor or protective gear, because has become proficient at parrying and defensive techniques, and finds armor cumbersome, limiting the range of motion needed to make the elabourate defensive movements. Although his skill with the rapier and other swords does not even compare to that of his ancestors, his potential seems near infinite.
Harpsichord and Organ - Faust manor is rumored to be haunted, and any who draw near it are overcome by fear as the shrill, melodical harpsichord or organ music, floats down from the upper reaches of the mansion. In truth, this is only Maxwell, practicing his gift of music, long into the night while most sane men would be sleeping.
Temper - The Faust family is renown for their quick, and often brutal temper. While emotionally taxed, such as being in battle or an argument, a member of the Faust family is known to react faster, and hit harder, when in the enraged, emotional state. It was said that the elders of the Faust family could knock a full-grown man across the length of the courtyard with a casual backhand when a messenger brought them the slightest bit of bad news. Maxwell himself is well known for his temper, but it by no means rivals that of his ancestors... yet.
History
Avantasia was a small village, ignored by the passing of time. Its people were ruled over by a noble family, but were content in their submissive role. The Faust family brought them wealth, prosperity, and protection from brigands and monsters, in exchange for their obedience and tribute. Because of their stable way of life, the people were completely ignorant of change, and it was something completely foreign to them. Unfortunately, people as a whole seem to be fascinated by foreign things...
One spring afternoon, trading season in Avantasia, the flow of merchants brought with it several bards. The bards set up a stage in the middle of the town square, and began spinning their tales of far off lands. They told tales of Kingdoms ruled by the people, and where every man, woman, child, and even slaves, had a say in the way the kingdom was run. Fascinated, the people listened as the day drew on, to the stories of independence. The people were so enthralled by the stories, that the bards told them more tales, seeing that independence was a well received topic in the little burg.
Baron Vionel Faust caught wind of the stories from a servant in Faust manor, and executed him on the spot. Enraged, Vionel flew from his mansion with a legion of soldiers and slew the bards where they stood, but it was too late and the damage was done. The people had the seed of independence sowed into their minds, and that day, the revolution began. Word spread and the people organized themselves into a militia. The soldiers held their own for several months, but were overcome by sheer numbers. The Faust family was forced to grudgingly seal themselves away in Faust Manor, to await the coming judgment of the lynch mob. The mob was quick and ruthless, but Vionel and his father before him, the great Jandolla Faust, slaughtered more than half the angry villagers before being over run. They killed the house servants and raped the women before putting an end to them as well. The scene was one of a complete massacre. Before one of the more clever servants was whisked off to his own houses' torture chamber, he managed to send word to the youngest retainer of the Faust family, Maxwell, who was away on a mission putting down a bandit force in the nearby country side.
Maxwell returned home immediately, finding his city in disarray. The peasants apparently had not considered the fact that they lacked the knowledge of how to govern themselves and squabbled pettily. The merchants fled the city and all was chaos. Young Lord Faust arrived at his mansion to find it set ablaze. Due to the fact that it was the most well constructed building in Avantasia, it did not suffer heavily from the fire, but it was still a daunting sight. Peasants ran from the first floor carrying various treasures they seized from the burning estate. Max spotted two men carrying his family's sword and armor and they appeared to recognize him. The first man drew the antique rapier and took a clumsy swing which Maxwell easily sidestepped (grimacing at the fact that the beautiful weapon was meant for thrusting, not swinging) and in his anger, he lashed out at the man with a punch, shattering his jaw. The man crumpled to the ground and his partner fled at the sight of the legendary Faust temper. Maxwell took his sword from the man and put an end to his miserable existence, and then made a dead run for his manor.
Rumors around town circulated that young lord Maxwell died in the fire at his mansion and no tears were shed for his loss. Eventually, the city fell further and further into chaos, lacking any sort of leadership. The village blacksmith stood up to become a leader, but the villagers struck him down, fearing another dictator. Now without a means to produce weapons of their own, the city was prone to raids from the bandits which now flourished in the near-by countryside.
High above them, on the very top floor of Faust manor, Maxwell, quite alive, looked out of a window at the chaotic city, laughing all the while. The manor survived more or less intact, and Maxwell lived there quite contented. There was no love lost between he and his deceased family, and he often walked the halls, mocking the ghosts that called out to him. Maxwell was restless though, living most of his life wandering the surrounding area hunting and performing tasks for his father, and so he did not stay in the manor long. He left on one of the remaining horses in the stables and set off, laughing at the riots that still now, raged in streets...