Small, brown, mostly hidden by their blending into his skin.
5 feet, 10 inches
Thin
Gaunt, drained-looking face; trimmed beard with premature streaks of gray.
Ovello's Ninth Company uniform is standard blue/silver platemail, and from it Ovello has slung two longswords and a sniper rifle. His informal armor typically bristles with weapons: spear, swords, knives, and at least four guns in various holsters and slings.
Ovello normally wears a black robe or a loose shirt and trousers when out of combat and out of uniform. The robe is adorned with symbols of the Holy Light. He normally has some sort of religious or political dissertation in hand.
Ovello stands at full height while in uniform and with a comfortable slouch when out. When not lost in thought or battle his expression is normally easy and amicable. However, despite his relaxed demeanor, his gait seems almost shambling. He kicks out his legs like a scarecrow come to life.
By order of preference (when available): rifle, polearm, mace, swords, pistols, knives
Varying. Terse with superiors and those Ovello does not respect, and more loquacious with those he feels on equal terms with. Speech moves from formal to colloquial on a spectrum depending on the situation. Prone to using prosy or poetic terms in casual conversation.
Ovello Worg'kalar, while seemingly comfortable around people, is very much inwardly-drawn. It is a rare occasion when his thoughts are not fixated on some problem, whether imminent or far-off. He will likely consider every possible approach to and result of his actions before taking them.
Ovello delves into philosophy, or philosophical ranting, at every opportunity, but he still has a definite sense of right and wrong. If someone or something threaten his values in any way, he reacts harshly. He has goals as well, but his second-guessing tendencies make sure that he approaches most obstacles from a diplomatic path.
Often seen chewing on a simple pipe, which most of the time isn't lit; he also likes to twirl it around with his fingers.
Ovello is a full-time soldier and a casual scholar. He is familiar with skinning and cooking, but not to an advanced degree.
From time spent in the abandoned wilds of Silverpine, Ovello has become a crack shot with the rifle. He is also remarkably skilled at surviving and hiding on his own, and even a year after returning to civilization he still has the ability to escape into complete seclusion and safety in the wild. When distanced from the enemy he displays a near-brilliance in the tactics of guerrilla fighting.
He also shows a great empathy, or desire for empathy, with other people. This allows him to solve, or at the very least analyze, a dispute; this is helped by a soothing tone he adopts during tender situations.
Ovello is prone to over-analyzing nearly everything. His strong ethics often clash with his desire to avoid unnecessary confrontation and the occasional bout of melancholy or cynicism, and this leads him to dither on complex social or personal problems.
Former Champion of the Scarlet March; former team-member of Modan Co; current recruit in the Ninth Company, Second Lordaeron Regiment, the "Bloodied Ninth."
Parents missing, presumed dead. Ovello's wife, Esreiella, is currently expecting a child.
White cat named Morgraine.
White armored horse named Strawberry Uncle.
Unnamed falcon.
History
Northern Silverpine Forest
Helping Esreiella move into Southshore.
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Most of Ovello's skills in survival, elusion, and marksmanship came from the several years he spent in Silverpine Forest after the Third War. At that time he was absolutely sure that the world had more or less ended, and in what to him must have seemed a futile gesture he learned to live off the land and fend off anything he ran into.
Ovello's skills at diplomacy came, ironically enough, from the Scarlet March. There were plenty of ruffled feathers that Ovello had to soothe. He viewed his comrades' fighting in the Cathedral Square as a waste of valuable resources and a profound display of stupidity.
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