Name: Gaius Bastida
Race: Human
Age: 25
Appearance: Gaius Bastida was a man, by most accounts, plain. Brown hair did nothing but fall flat and was the same deep tone as his eyes. Lips were neither full nor thin, and most commonly slightly pursed with a habit of chewing on his cheeks which were already somewhat hollow. Standing at five feet and seven inches he at least was not a scrawny thing, though were it not for the work he did the way he held himself suggested he would otherwise let himself become so. Any armor is often leather when it is worn, weapons chosen tend to be a set of short dragon bone Rose's Thorn daggers.
Class & specialisation: Rogue-Artificer
Preferred role: Former Inquisition Soldier
Brief History: Gaius Bastida was born near the Korcari Wilds, and though he did not live there for more than ten years, he has been often teased that the strangeness of the Chasind Wilders has seeped into him. Born 9:20, his family lived as near to solitary as they could. Siblings kept him busy enough, with two younger sisters and a brother. His father never explained how food came to the table, but he left every morning to work and every night the family was fed. Mother was a mage, but he had never been told to think anything of it in those times. 9:30, the fifth blight broke out in the Korcari Wilds. Darkspawn forced the family to flee and both young sisters were lost as well as his father, though sometimes he wondered if he had simply been off for work and come back to the rubble of their home and assumed the same of all of them.
Settling in Denerim before the blight found it's end in the city, the remaining family survived. At first there was plenty to be done. Recovering a city from such disasters, there was coin in it. Even if there were not much. Eventually, though, work was more and more scarce and with less to worry about with a blight men made their own problems. Eyes came to mages and politics. In 9:31 Gaius had started apprenticing in a clockshop with his younger brother, both still children but it kept them out of their mother's hair. Within a few years it was necessary for them both to begin working to keep the family above the water. It was work that Gaius enjoyed, but not his brother who always liked more physical sorts of play and work. 9:39 the man who owned the shop passed, leaving it to his incompetent son who very quickly ran it into the ground.
For the next few years, the brothers picked up what odd jobs they could. Construction, repairs, and in Gaius' case a bit of thievery when desperate times called for it. Come 9:41 word of the Inquisition had fired up his brother who was convinced to go off and join. To be a hero, to save the world, for steady money to send home. Gaius decided to follow to keep an eye on the enthusiastic young man. Steady work was better than day to day. Neither of them had battle training, and though they each could have found work with their skills the younger man wanted to fight while Gaius was more often set to work on traps and other devices. Though he was trained to use his daggers, he would rather find ways to use his other skills and was as often as could be, spared from direct battle only for his skill sets. His younger brother did not last long, in a few months he was slain and Gaius remained with the Inquisition until the end. When soldiers were sent to Vigils Keep, he decided to continue on. Sending what he could make back to his mother in Denerim.
Race: Human
Age: 25
Appearance: Gaius Bastida was a man, by most accounts, plain. Brown hair did nothing but fall flat and was the same deep tone as his eyes. Lips were neither full nor thin, and most commonly slightly pursed with a habit of chewing on his cheeks which were already somewhat hollow. Standing at five feet and seven inches he at least was not a scrawny thing, though were it not for the work he did the way he held himself suggested he would otherwise let himself become so. Any armor is often leather when it is worn, weapons chosen tend to be a set of short dragon bone Rose's Thorn daggers.
Class & specialisation: Rogue-Artificer
Preferred role: Former Inquisition Soldier
Brief History: Gaius Bastida was born near the Korcari Wilds, and though he did not live there for more than ten years, he has been often teased that the strangeness of the Chasind Wilders has seeped into him. Born 9:20, his family lived as near to solitary as they could. Siblings kept him busy enough, with two younger sisters and a brother. His father never explained how food came to the table, but he left every morning to work and every night the family was fed. Mother was a mage, but he had never been told to think anything of it in those times. 9:30, the fifth blight broke out in the Korcari Wilds. Darkspawn forced the family to flee and both young sisters were lost as well as his father, though sometimes he wondered if he had simply been off for work and come back to the rubble of their home and assumed the same of all of them.
Settling in Denerim before the blight found it's end in the city, the remaining family survived. At first there was plenty to be done. Recovering a city from such disasters, there was coin in it. Even if there were not much. Eventually, though, work was more and more scarce and with less to worry about with a blight men made their own problems. Eyes came to mages and politics. In 9:31 Gaius had started apprenticing in a clockshop with his younger brother, both still children but it kept them out of their mother's hair. Within a few years it was necessary for them both to begin working to keep the family above the water. It was work that Gaius enjoyed, but not his brother who always liked more physical sorts of play and work. 9:39 the man who owned the shop passed, leaving it to his incompetent son who very quickly ran it into the ground.
For the next few years, the brothers picked up what odd jobs they could. Construction, repairs, and in Gaius' case a bit of thievery when desperate times called for it. Come 9:41 word of the Inquisition had fired up his brother who was convinced to go off and join. To be a hero, to save the world, for steady money to send home. Gaius decided to follow to keep an eye on the enthusiastic young man. Steady work was better than day to day. Neither of them had battle training, and though they each could have found work with their skills the younger man wanted to fight while Gaius was more often set to work on traps and other devices. Though he was trained to use his daggers, he would rather find ways to use his other skills and was as often as could be, spared from direct battle only for his skill sets. His younger brother did not last long, in a few months he was slain and Gaius remained with the Inquisition until the end. When soldiers were sent to Vigils Keep, he decided to continue on. Sending what he could make back to his mother in Denerim.
