Baelor has a ruffle of messy brunette hair that he keeps in a semi-long crew-cut. The sides are short enough to be reminiscent of his policing past but the top and bangs are long enough to gel in a swipe pattern away from his cowlick, while the rest of his flow is left falling messily in its place. His face has a surprising vitality for his thirty-two years, giving a charming, boyish softness to his mature features. His sharp blueish-green eyes sit above an aquiline nose with its a prominent bridge - often leading to comments that it's a slope you could ski off of.
Baelor's shoulders are broad with a broad chest that drops to a more slender waist. His body is conditioned and fit, showing the signs of years spent on his physical training. He carries himself casually, with an air of confidence that others have described as having a swagger in his step.
On the top of his right wrist, he has a light-colored scar, roughly two inches in length. On the inside of his left thigh, there is an eight-inch scar that runs past the knee joint. And he has a black inked family emblem of a wveryn with tribal patterns on its wing; located on the back of his right calf
Since the fall of the Empire at Jakku, there has been many calling for a return to the Imperial Age. The Pwyll Family, as well as many other noble families on Arkanis, has been a prominent leader in the Centrist faction of the Galactic Senate. Desiring a strong centralist government, the Pwylls pride themselves on desiring a universe with strong values of law and order; often idolizing the police and military. However, this political ideology can often clash with those supportive of the Populist movement; not to mention, many falsely assume Baelor desires the return of the Empire.
There are some events that stick with a person throughout their life, forever molding that person from that day forth. For Baelor Pwyll, this would be the tragic event surrounding his youngest brother's death and the suspected responsibility of his other brother, Belarius. This has sent Baelor on a career of risking his life for others that requires a deep sense of calm and bravery in the face of terrible adversity. Many of those who surround the man have commented on the man's inability to display fear and how he would laugh about "the next great adventure" while others feared death. Little have they known, while Baelor is certainly capable of fear; nothing rivals the thought that he had actually been the cause of his brother's death.
Given the nickname by the local community he served, Baelor is known for being an encouraging and enthusiastic presence in an environment lacking such positivity. Joyous, creative, and constantly craving spontaneity and adventure; Baelor is a bright light for the community to follow in an often cruel world. Yet, just like the creature he is nicknamed for, Baelor can seem disorganized or easily distracted when it comes to matters of less importance to him.
Baelor Pwyll is not afraid to exploit any advantage or position of power he has when dealing with others, and relies on a combination of fear, intimidation, manipulation and shows of strength to convince others to compromise and lose. Baelor Pwyll can be quite callous in his dealings with others, and never gives up his power. This has earned Baelor Pwyll with the reputation of a “bully” and can often make negotiations difficult before they even begin.
When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Baelor Pwyll? Baelor Pwyll doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Baelor Pwyll, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Baelor Pwyll isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Baelor Pwyll won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Baelor Pwyll will still be winning, the best and most dirty way he knows how.
A lifetime of living on the edge has given Baelor Pwyll a unique outlook on the conflicts of the galaxy. Where others see only the seriousness of the fight in front of them, Baelor will often interject his grim and ironic humour at the most bathos of moments. To those familiar with the man, this outlook on life can actually provide a sense of calm or inspiration amongst comrade at arms in the thick of battle. However, those that aren't familiar with him will often be off-put by humor and find Baelor to be an eerie or even creepy presence on the frontlines.
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Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Imperial Martial Arts System |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Sokan |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |