Post by Heimdahl on Mar 9, 2013 13:10:44 GMT -5
Name: Heimdahl
Race: Dwarf
Age: 25
Physical Description: Coming from a reclusive and troglodytic past, Heimdahl is a Dwarf of peculiar qualities although rather stout and an almost brute like appearance, he is often found nestled in a corner fascinated and completely enthralled in whatever new toy he has stumbled upon, be it garbage or treasure fascinating none the less. He is an intimidating figure at 5’2'' inches, for a dwarf that is, and tips the scales around the 230lb mark, most of which is inadvertently gained via his obsessive time spent wailing his hammer in his workshop attempting to create another failure of a masterpiece, tested true muscle though indubitably. Although most of his knowledge is useless, and the lore he knows partial and often outdated, he is eager to learn and inquisitive by nature, taking in all his surroundings and attempting to discern them via his naturally analytical nature.
Heimdahls favored possession above all else is his almost effervescent beard, perhaps once red, seen by the underbelly, but now stained black from long nights spent working, and even longer weeks spent not bathing. His eyes are a dark green, often thought to be a black or brown, and covered by a pair of makeshift goggles which serve little purpose aside from aesthetics, the glass cracked and questionably fragile, perhaps even amplifying the danger as opposed to the intended safety purpose. His sack ragged and barely held together by the ever long list of repairs and makeshift patches, countless scrolls, pages, and other random ornaments can be seen poking out from the various holes, all of which look damaged, dirty, and should be considered useless. Heimdahl perhaps dances on the border of genius and insanity, although his past indications lead more to the latter with occasional appearances of the first should the right amount of luck be involved.
He does not particularly enjoy or seek out fighting, although his size, brain, and hammer have saved him from a couple mishaps and ne'er-do-well’s, and he should not be taken as defenseless on his unpredictability alone. He seeks knowledge, and exploration, to him there is no greater joy than invention, be it tangible, or philosophical.
Acclaim: 0
Talents:
Agility:
Arts:
Brawn: 5
Elemental Magic - Air:
Elemental Magic - Blood:
Elemental Magic - Darkness:
Elemental Magic - Earth:
Elemental Magic - Fire:
Elemental Magic - Light:
Elemental Magic - Metal:
Elemental Magic - Water:
Endurance: 5
Healing Magic:
Ingenuity: 4
Kinship:
Liaison:
Lore: 4
Martial Prowess:
Medicine:
Physical Appeal:
Polearm Weaponry:
Single Handed Melee Weaponry: 2
Single Handed Ranged Weaponry:
Survival: 3
Two Handed Melee Weaponry:
Two Handed Ranged Weaponry:
Thieving:2
Race: Dwarf
Age: 25
Physical Description: Coming from a reclusive and troglodytic past, Heimdahl is a Dwarf of peculiar qualities although rather stout and an almost brute like appearance, he is often found nestled in a corner fascinated and completely enthralled in whatever new toy he has stumbled upon, be it garbage or treasure fascinating none the less. He is an intimidating figure at 5’2'' inches, for a dwarf that is, and tips the scales around the 230lb mark, most of which is inadvertently gained via his obsessive time spent wailing his hammer in his workshop attempting to create another failure of a masterpiece, tested true muscle though indubitably. Although most of his knowledge is useless, and the lore he knows partial and often outdated, he is eager to learn and inquisitive by nature, taking in all his surroundings and attempting to discern them via his naturally analytical nature.
Heimdahls favored possession above all else is his almost effervescent beard, perhaps once red, seen by the underbelly, but now stained black from long nights spent working, and even longer weeks spent not bathing. His eyes are a dark green, often thought to be a black or brown, and covered by a pair of makeshift goggles which serve little purpose aside from aesthetics, the glass cracked and questionably fragile, perhaps even amplifying the danger as opposed to the intended safety purpose. His sack ragged and barely held together by the ever long list of repairs and makeshift patches, countless scrolls, pages, and other random ornaments can be seen poking out from the various holes, all of which look damaged, dirty, and should be considered useless. Heimdahl perhaps dances on the border of genius and insanity, although his past indications lead more to the latter with occasional appearances of the first should the right amount of luck be involved.
He does not particularly enjoy or seek out fighting, although his size, brain, and hammer have saved him from a couple mishaps and ne'er-do-well’s, and he should not be taken as defenseless on his unpredictability alone. He seeks knowledge, and exploration, to him there is no greater joy than invention, be it tangible, or philosophical.
Acclaim: 0
Talents:
Agility:
Arts:
Brawn: 5
Elemental Magic - Air:
Elemental Magic - Blood:
Elemental Magic - Darkness:
Elemental Magic - Earth:
Elemental Magic - Fire:
Elemental Magic - Light:
Elemental Magic - Metal:
Elemental Magic - Water:
Endurance: 5
Healing Magic:
Ingenuity: 4
Kinship:
Liaison:
Lore: 4
Martial Prowess:
Medicine:
Physical Appeal:
Polearm Weaponry:
Single Handed Melee Weaponry: 2
Single Handed Ranged Weaponry:
Survival: 3
Two Handed Melee Weaponry:
Two Handed Ranged Weaponry:
Thieving:2