| Name | Ek |
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| Sex | male |
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| Race | Barbarian (Barbarian) |
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| Class | Ranger |
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| Profession | Dock Assistant |
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| Level | 2 |
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| Appearance | Ek is a short (5'4) human male. But although having such a short for frame he is in no manner feeble, his barbaric linage giving him the stamina and strength to survive in harsh conditions and his upbringing only further aiding. One might be surprised to find out that he is a barbarian, although he can be rather feral (a noticeable nod to his race), he is of almost pale complexion and boasts snow white hair, something that is clearly unnatural, but unlikely magical in any way. His hair tends to be in a rather messy state, except for the locks that drop along the edges of his head, those being rather straight and pointy, hiding his ears and the back of his neck from sight, and much to his dismay, occasionally dropping before his eyes, commonly causing him to annoyingly flick it away or to lose thought as he stares at them with his two, sea-blue eyes. His athletic build might be what is most evident to his linage, having a strong, flexible build but not overly muscular as some of his larger, tribal acquaintances might display.
When it came to clothing and equipment, Ek packed light, but still the essentials. A pair of leather bracers wrapped well around his wrists offered him a bit of protection, useful for someone using a sickle as weapon. That same sickle was well wrapped around the right side of his belt, easily reached with his left hand, that being his main hand. Wrapped around his right shoulder and dropping along his left waist, a brown satchel, used to carry small things. Tied along the strip of the satchel, a small jar of ink, and a writing quill up against it. Concealing most of this was a brown cloak, which fell and concealed most of his body.
If anything else could be said about this individual's demeanor is that it does not fit his looks. His eyes move around quickly and with almost child-like curiosity shining in them. He tends to over react and show exaggerated facial expressions when situations occur. When interacting he may many times look more like a playful cat than a fierce beast. There is a clear tendency for accidents to occur where he may be. And his movements vary between looking amazingly fluid or eerily mechanical. And as it would rapidly become apparent to anyone that would just attempt to have a short conversation with him, he's a mute.
(img: http://i.imgur.com/Wl6BjEy.png) |
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| Background | Being born within the nomadic clan know as the Snow Wolves, he had an unruly and harsh upbringing, not due to his clan members but the harsh environment he as a child quickly had to grow used to. His first years were difficult ones, as it would be for any child, but his might be made harder due to the pigmentation of his hair. A weird trait considering none of his parents boasted the same. First, there were questions of his mother's loyalty; then, speakings of a bad omen; no matter the cause, none of the clan members thought well of it. Never the less, he was allowed to live and grow up among them.
Growing up in the middle of a group that could only think badly of him for what was nothing more than a strange, physical condition was of course hard. Children being told to stay away and adults constantly questioning how safe it was to keep allowing him to live among the tribe. Surprisingly, he always kept a rather positive outlook on things and on his condition, if he couldn't enjoy one thing, he'd enjoy something else. His life always lively and hearty, and when not, he'd make it so! This would commonly lead to trouble and annoying situations, being accident prone... and well a child, this was expected, but some would constantly bring up the issue of his strange appearance as to explain his unruly behavior.
Most barbarians are tightly-knit to their tribe, he liked them, but he was not as tightly knit as most. Besides his strange physical characteristics, his annoyingly energetic behavior, his mutism did no favors when it came to communicating with others. The leader of the clan, luckily, knew how to write and read, something that Ek would be taught and practiced until able, a skill that would be paramount for his future.
Finally, at the age of 18, he left his tribe and the cold North, deciding to adventure on his own. It was a tough year before he found anywhere to stay, but he did, Nathalion, a place he for, at least now, call his home. He settled down as a hunter, providing meat (and occasionally other scavenged goods) to local butchers and merchants, it wasn't an easy job, and it didn't pay as well as maybe being a cattle herder, but he enjoyed it and it at least earned him something. |
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| Notes | |
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| Skills | General Skills:
Speak Language: Common
Read/Write Language: Common
Acrobatics
Climbing
Ranked Skills:
Hunting/Trapping (Apprentice)
Scribe (Novice)
=Progression=
Level 1:
-Hunting/Trapping (Novice, Apprentice)
-Read/Write Language: Common
-Acrobatics
-Climbing
Level 2:
-Scribe (Novice) |
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| Strength | Intelligence | Agility | Resistance | Stamina | Life | Spell Slots | Equip Slots |
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| 7 | 4 | 10 | 3 | 12 | 7 | 4 | 10 |
Equipment:
| Name | Adds | Special |
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| vambraces | 0 | |
| Small sickle | 0 | |
Spells:
| Spell name | Slots |
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| Lurk | 1 |
| Distraction | 1 |
| Reflect | 1 |
| Sleep Watch | 1 |
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OOB Spells:
| Spell name | Slots |
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| Feather Fall | 1 |
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