Appearance: At an extremely slender six feet and three inches, Dominic Bercator gives the impression of a feather about to blow away in the first strong breeze. His build is more akin to his sisters’ than matching his stronger brothers. Like every other Bercator, his razor-cut hair is blonde, his skin fair, although his eyes are a rather startlingly pale green which can accidentally give him a cold appearance. He tans only lightly, and in the centre of his breastbone he evidences a scar that looks faintly as though he were at one time stabbed. He dresses carefully, insists on knowing theme and formality for each event he attends, and pays attention to his appearance at all times. He is excessively clean, demands a bath at least once if not twice a day, and abhors any form of dirt. Again, this does not stop him engaging in tomfoolery with his more boyish brethren, but you can expect him to insist on a thorough wash afterwards. He maintains a public front of polite, careful attention, although a close observer would be able to detect a permanent edge of uncertainty in his eyes and frequent lack of focus as though he is listening to a song that only he can hear. His hands are the strongest part of him, fingers long, slender, and supple, and he carries a scent of sweetened sea salt and paint.
Languages Known: English, French, a little Spanish, a little Italian Skills: formality, painting/drawing, piano/composition, remaining outwardly calm, well-mannered, book-learning. Strengths: Adaptable, quick-thinking, excessively willing to please, being fair, supporting the underdog, being a younger brother, a good memory, very fast runner. Weaknesses: Easily frightened, somewhat shy, can come across as being overly reserved, too willing to please, vulnerable, dependent, confidence, relies on his sister and parents to make most decisions, low confidence, perpetually distracted, cannot multi-task, useless at physical forms of fighting.
Appearance:
At an extremely slender six feet and three inches, Dominic Bercator gives the impression of a feather about to blow away in the first strong breeze. His build is more akin to his sisters’ than matching his stronger brothers. Like every other Bercator, his razor-cut hair is blonde, his skin fair, although his eyes are a rather startlingly pale green which can accidentally give him a cold appearance. He tans only lightly, and in the centre of his breastbone he evidences a scar that looks faintly as though he were at one time stabbed. He dresses carefully, insists on knowing theme and formality for each event he attends, and pays attention to his appearance at all times. He is excessively clean, demands a bath at least once if not twice a day, and abhors any form of dirt. Again, this does not stop him engaging in tomfoolery with his more boyish brethren, but you can expect him to insist on a thorough wash afterwards. He maintains a public front of polite, careful attention, although a close observer would be able to detect a permanent edge of uncertainty in his eyes and frequent lack of focus as though he is listening to a song that only he can hear. His hands are the strongest part of him, fingers long, slender, and supple, and he carries a scent of sweetened sea salt and paint.
Languages Known: English, French, a little Spanish, a little Italian
Skills: formality, painting/drawing, piano/composition, remaining outwardly calm, well-mannered, book-learning.
Strengths: Adaptable, quick-thinking, excessively willing to please, being fair, supporting the underdog, being a younger brother, a good memory, very fast runner.
Weaknesses: Easily frightened, somewhat shy, can come across as being overly reserved, too willing to please, vulnerable, dependent, confidence, relies on his sister and parents to make most decisions, low confidence, perpetually distracted, cannot multi-task, useless at physical forms of fighting.
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