FELIX ANKOR, WARRIOR

[attr="class","qty"]"Welcome to the New Age."

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Felix look as his father's body is twisted into all sorts of horrendous poses, before the blood is entirely sucked out of him and used as medium of attack by a stranger. The stranger shouts something at him, but he can't hear over his own screaming, a group of men dressed in armor stand only a few feet away, advancing towards the blood mage, a fight breaks out, the mage using his father's blood to repel the soldiers, after an eternity, the blood mage lies dead, his body is bloody and battered.

Felix has not yet recovered from the death of his only living family member, he is alone now. The soldier approaches him, asks him what his name is.

"F-Felix..."

He isn't crying anymore, he simply doesn't feel anything, or maybe he can't. The man asks him where is mother is.

"Their all dead, everyone is dead, he was the only one."

The soldier's face is somber, he says something to his comrades before asking the six year old to come with them. An hour later he finds himself at the Chantry, he's told he can stay there and learn the ways of the maker, but he wants more, he wants to prevent what happened to him, he wants justice.

The years go by as he abides by the laws of Chantry, his faith is resolute and no one questions him. He is teenager now, a silent and stoic warrior, he seldom speaks, but the tasks given to him he completes. He begin training as a warrior and then the Blight occurs. He is forced to fight with the little knowledge he has, only his iron will and his keen wit keeps him alive, his superiors fall one by one, until he is the one of the last remaining recruits. The rest panic, he remains in control, while the Darkspawn reorganize for a second attack, he organizes a retreat to a more tactically defensible position, drawing on some of his strategic knowledge.

Him and his fellow Templar trainees are able to hold off long enough for a pocket of Grey Wardens to successfully save them and bring them to a larger village.

He is hailed as a local hero and the stalwart champion of the people.

Felix later finishes his martial training under some of the best Templars and becomes one himself. His devotion to justice is commendable, and over the years he is distinguished as one of the finest Templars. His silent retribution is set as an example to all others.

He makes a name for himself in Kirkwall, where is he is relocated. He witnesses the beginning of the Templar-Mage war himself. He is a Templar before all else, and performs his job dutifully, but doubts and questions begin to form.

Is this new cause the one he started out fighting for?

He is assigned to hunt out the more powerful and illusive mages, and word spreads he may be chosen to become a Seeker of Truth, something he has no inclination for.

He is above everything else, a Templar, and he plans to stay that way.

COMBAT STYLE: Felix utilizes a Sword and Shield when fighting hi battles, he tends to bolster and help his fellow Templars and Allies. He uses the Shield to disorient enemies, or to use as a blunt force weapon, his sword is aimed at vital areas, and his cuts, stabs or lunges are always of pinpoint accuracy. He can adopt a one handed fighting stance as well, being an accomplished duelist. He tends to wear medium armor in order to make him versatile during combat.

LIST OF TALENTS:  Rally, Control, Holy Smite, Shield Bash
LIST OF SKILLS:  Improved Combat Training, Improved Clarity

SPECIALIZATION: Templar