| Full Name |
Mikhail Vestabule |
| Race |
Imperial |
| Classes/Levels |
5'6 thin |
| Gender |
Male |
| Age |
30 |
| Alignment |
LE |
About Malkavik
Name: Mikhail Vestabule
Race: Imperial
Sex: Male
Birthsign: The Ritual
Adept Skills: Stealth, Light weapons
Apprentice Skills: Light armor, Lock picking, Archery
Novice Skills: Enchanting, Curative, Illusion, Alteration
Physical Description: Thin, 5'6", little facial hair that is unkept, somewhere between pale and tan skin
Personality: Mikhail favors the company of others over his own greed. He likes them because he knows he can't go at it alone, willing to grant favors so that others will have his back. He knows that sometimes he has to spend a little coin to earn their trust. These "friends" he chooses should lead to more opportunities for money and power in the future.
Backstory: Born in Bravil, he worked at the Bay Roan Stables shoveling horse manure. His boss was less than accommodating to say the least. At first he just didn't know him, then he got to know him and the more he knew him the more his hatred grew. After another day's work sent home on delayed pay he decided to act. He studied the art of lockpicking from an old lock he bought from the blacksmith and when he got the hang of it, murdered his boss. He snuck in at the cover of night after a bath at the inn and killed the man in his sleep, then looted his lockbox. He buried the loot, lock ,and dagger in a lot of horse manure, went home, and returned to work the next day to lie to the guards. He then did his last days work "for free in condolences of the family's loss" and hauled the crap, along with the loot and evidence, away. After separating Manure from Gold, he washed it and himself as well as he could in a river. He kept his old horse, however and stayed at an inn. That night he was visited by a man in dark robes speaking of his murder and inviting him to the dark brotherhood. Accepting the invite, his adventure began.
Equipment: Leather armor, a dagger, some Lockpicks, and an old lock.
