Falco Vitellius
Imperial
8
Sign of the Lord
Follows: Stendarr and Talos
Orphan Up For Adoption
Kin: dead (coming soon)
Falco Vitellius is rather a rare sight on the streets of Windhelm: an Imperial boy in a sea of Nords and the occasional, oppressed Dunmer. Both of his parents served in the Imperial Army. His father was a Forester and his mother was a Legate. They fell in love and planned to get married when the two of them would be on leave. But their party was captured by Stormcloaks. The couple was thrown into the dungeons. Facing torture, Falco's mother admitted she was pregnant and pleaded with them to spare her if only for the baby. They knew she was telling the truth since she had never, ever been known to buckle under weakness. She had faced plenty of horrible injuries, horrors, and a few temporary captures with tortures before. Six months later, Falco was born. By that time, his father had died under torture. A few years later, his mother died from sickness, and Falco was kicked out into the streets to fend for himself. He has done rather well despite the harsh conditions, but he is not expected to outlast this. He has a long standing wish to leave Windhelm and maybe go to Markarth or something, but such a dream is nearly implausible for a child like him.
Falco has an Imperial look, give or take. He has fair skin, made pale by lack of sunlight, with a few scars and blemishes. His eyes are wide gray pools, always searching, always full of uncertainty and fear. His black hair is scruffy and falls into his face. He cuts it with knives or broken glass he finds so his vision won't be obscured.
Falco tries to be strong even though it is hard. He seldom complains, as most of his tears and spite have been beaten out of him by prison guards and prisoners from his days in the dungeons. Unlike most orphans, he does not beg, not unless the weather is wicked and he needs to find a warmer place to sleep the night. He finds things and sells them to whomever passes through that has the heart to give him a septim. He is often found running around the streets or hanging around the Gray Quarter.
Imperial
8
Sign of the Lord
Follows: Stendarr and Talos
Orphan Up For Adoption
Kin: dead (coming soon)
Falco Vitellius is rather a rare sight on the streets of Windhelm: an Imperial boy in a sea of Nords and the occasional, oppressed Dunmer. Both of his parents served in the Imperial Army. His father was a Forester and his mother was a Legate. They fell in love and planned to get married when the two of them would be on leave. But their party was captured by Stormcloaks. The couple was thrown into the dungeons. Facing torture, Falco's mother admitted she was pregnant and pleaded with them to spare her if only for the baby. They knew she was telling the truth since she had never, ever been known to buckle under weakness. She had faced plenty of horrible injuries, horrors, and a few temporary captures with tortures before. Six months later, Falco was born. By that time, his father had died under torture. A few years later, his mother died from sickness, and Falco was kicked out into the streets to fend for himself. He has done rather well despite the harsh conditions, but he is not expected to outlast this. He has a long standing wish to leave Windhelm and maybe go to Markarth or something, but such a dream is nearly implausible for a child like him.
Falco has an Imperial look, give or take. He has fair skin, made pale by lack of sunlight, with a few scars and blemishes. His eyes are wide gray pools, always searching, always full of uncertainty and fear. His black hair is scruffy and falls into his face. He cuts it with knives or broken glass he finds so his vision won't be obscured.
Falco tries to be strong even though it is hard. He seldom complains, as most of his tears and spite have been beaten out of him by prison guards and prisoners from his days in the dungeons. Unlike most orphans, he does not beg, not unless the weather is wicked and he needs to find a warmer place to sleep the night. He finds things and sells them to whomever passes through that has the heart to give him a septim. He is often found running around the streets or hanging around the Gray Quarter.