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| Draegun Fury08-30-06, 12:49 PM | Halus, “the Ironarm”. Halus can be summed up like many mercenaries, hard as nails, gritty as sand. That however, would not be doing him justice. It is true that he is a strong man, and that he has endured trials that lesser men could only imagine, but what is not known is that this strength, this fortitude, it does not come from his “Iron arm”. No, his strength lies within, deep down amidst a hidden source that none, save his closet friends, have ever heard of. His strength lies within his fear. He fears death, so he does whatever it takes to stay alive, he fears failure so he strives to win by whatever means necessary. He fears his name will be forgotten, so he writes it in blood on the battelfield. But mostly, he fears life, and what it means to live such life. He can not commit, so he runs away, ever in search of another frontier. When he heard his father lay dying, he volunteered to spear-head a suicide charge against an enemy fortification. He captured it in less time than it took for his employers to make the plan. When the only woman he’d ever loved asked him to marry her, he rode to the ends of the earth to fight alongside goblins and orcs envading dwarven Bergfjurd (Mountain Fortress located above ground). Then finally, when he heard she had married another, he raised an army and invaded a neighbouring kingdom plunging the region into war, and providing himself with enough work to last a life-time, if he can live that that long. Halus, the Ironarm! Mercenary Captain of the Steel Wolves. Earl of Endland. Lord of the West Hold. Son of a blacksmith. Father of many, namesake to none. When next you see the man, with eyes of steel, and iron shot hair, try offering him a drink, rather than cowering away, you just may learn a thing or two. Halus, the man. |
| Draegun Fury08-30-06, 01:11 PM | Any ideas how to flesh this story out a bit more? The character is a TN Human, 4th Level Fighter, 5th Level Barbarian, 4th Level Ranger. Str 18 Dex 13 Con 17 Int 14 Wis 12 Cha 16 HP: 159 :D Wears Mithril Breastplate. Weilds a Bastard Sword (Votunsdag (Odin's Day)), two handed, (+1, Orcbane/Humanbane (designed for killing halforcs that inhabit a large part of the world)) Sometimes opts to use a large steel shield (Klankymaan (Little Moon) The Shield is +5 so it makes sense to use it, but he has never really liked shields prefering to weild his sword two handed.) So yeah, any idea's in fleshing him out more. His number one trait is he's a coward that masks his fears through acts of bravery and daring (the kind of soldier that shakes and throws up before a battle but once he's in there he almost seems reckless). He is also unable to commit to any person or ideal for more than six months. Cheers. |