Post by Risastor on May 25, 2015 23:04:54 GMT
Name:
Risastor Jötunnblóð
Birthplace:
Port Talon
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Age:
24
Affiliation: None
Personality:
He is course. He had a rough childhood in a rough area and managed to raise himself on the mean streets of Port Talon by virtue of his fists. He respects strength above all else but has no tolerance for those who prey upon the weak. He has a odd sort of honor that he rigidly applies to his life.
Physical Description:
He is quite large, very well muscled with a regal face that screams noble blood. He has really dark brown hair and seafoam green eyes. He has a strong jaw and pale skin.
History: He was born somewhere, he has no idea and the only person who might have known died before he learned to talk. After his "mother" died he was raised until he was 5 by the owners of the tavern his "mother" worked at until it summarily burnt to the ground killing all inside but him. Since then he lived on the streets organizing the other orphans and carving out a chunk of the city on the basis of his martial prowess. When he was 13 he got bored and joined a pirate crew until similarly tiring of that life and moving on to the life of a mercenary.
Strength: ●●●●●
Endurance: ●●●○○
Agility: ●●●●○
Intelligence: ●●○○○
Perception: ●●○○○
Willpower: ●●○○○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:Active
Subsonic Strike: A fast swing, it hurts a lot. Works with or without a weapon.
Passive
Mana Strike: His attacks are imbued with mana, increasing his effective range and damage. Works with and without a weapon.
Risastor Jötunnblóð
Birthplace:
Port Talon
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Age:
24
Affiliation: None
Personality:
He is course. He had a rough childhood in a rough area and managed to raise himself on the mean streets of Port Talon by virtue of his fists. He respects strength above all else but has no tolerance for those who prey upon the weak. He has a odd sort of honor that he rigidly applies to his life.
Physical Description:
He is quite large, very well muscled with a regal face that screams noble blood. He has really dark brown hair and seafoam green eyes. He has a strong jaw and pale skin.
History: He was born somewhere, he has no idea and the only person who might have known died before he learned to talk. After his "mother" died he was raised until he was 5 by the owners of the tavern his "mother" worked at until it summarily burnt to the ground killing all inside but him. Since then he lived on the streets organizing the other orphans and carving out a chunk of the city on the basis of his martial prowess. When he was 13 he got bored and joined a pirate crew until similarly tiring of that life and moving on to the life of a mercenary.
Strength: ●●●●●
Endurance: ●●●○○
Agility: ●●●●○
Intelligence: ●●○○○
Perception: ●●○○○
Willpower: ●●○○○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:Active
Subsonic Strike: A fast swing, it hurts a lot. Works with or without a weapon.
Passive
Mana Strike: His attacks are imbued with mana, increasing his effective range and damage. Works with and without a weapon.
