Post by spazz451 on Oct 25, 2012 15:22:18 GMT -5
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Appearance: Standing at about seven and a half feet tall he towers over even the hardier specimens of most races. He has a powerful build, typically wearing only tanned leather and furs that reveal his toned muscles. His skin is the color of a rocky riverbed - grey with darker patches here in there. He also has several tattoos of animalistic renditions. There is no hear on the top of his head. His eyes look like small smooth stone peering down at would be challengers, unmoving and staring.
Personality: Ilikan holds those with his trust in high regard and will always come to their need. Competitiveness is at the core of his nature, being taught at an early age that there is no second. And even though he can charge head long on the battlefield curdling his opponent's blood with his rage filled howls, he is often a gentle giant. But he has a short tempter and is not one for diplomacy.
History: Upon reaching the age of graduation Ilikan was tasked like all of his kind to find his challenge in life. Upon completing it, should he choose, he could return to his village and live out the remainder of his years as an elder. Some chose that path, others chose to find a new challenge. Only time will tell the path that Ilikan will decide upon. But first he must find his proving challenge that will define him.
He has now wandered far from his homeland, seeking a challenge fit for his people. He has done good along his way but has yet to find a robust enough task. He has helped small villages erect their buildings, easily raising the walls. He has chased away goblins. Most recently he has taken to traveling with a Githzerai, hunting down bandits in a vale surrounding a town named Brindol. Apparently there was a decent sized mod that had been harassing the villagers. But that seems to be mostly cleaned up. Unsure of where he will go next he enjoys a hefty mead in a tavern in Brindol.
Appearance: Standing at about seven and a half feet tall he towers over even the hardier specimens of most races. He has a powerful build, typically wearing only tanned leather and furs that reveal his toned muscles. His skin is the color of a rocky riverbed - grey with darker patches here in there. He also has several tattoos of animalistic renditions. There is no hear on the top of his head. His eyes look like small smooth stone peering down at would be challengers, unmoving and staring.
Personality: Ilikan holds those with his trust in high regard and will always come to their need. Competitiveness is at the core of his nature, being taught at an early age that there is no second. And even though he can charge head long on the battlefield curdling his opponent's blood with his rage filled howls, he is often a gentle giant. But he has a short tempter and is not one for diplomacy.
History: Upon reaching the age of graduation Ilikan was tasked like all of his kind to find his challenge in life. Upon completing it, should he choose, he could return to his village and live out the remainder of his years as an elder. Some chose that path, others chose to find a new challenge. Only time will tell the path that Ilikan will decide upon. But first he must find his proving challenge that will define him.
He has now wandered far from his homeland, seeking a challenge fit for his people. He has done good along his way but has yet to find a robust enough task. He has helped small villages erect their buildings, easily raising the walls. He has chased away goblins. Most recently he has taken to traveling with a Githzerai, hunting down bandits in a vale surrounding a town named Brindol. Apparently there was a decent sized mod that had been harassing the villagers. But that seems to be mostly cleaned up. Unsure of where he will go next he enjoys a hefty mead in a tavern in Brindol.