Post by Briar on Jan 21, 2009 20:02:01 GMT -5
OOC Account: Yomi
Name: Briar
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: July 28
Age: 46
Class: Dwarf
Weapon Class: Battle Axe
Attack Type: Briar is a direct heavy fighter, using power strike attacks like Beast, Fiery Destruction, Endless Infliction, etc. Briar is as well able to use fire and earth spells like Grave, Stone blaster, Fire ball, eruption, etc. Since Briar fights with heavy power strike kind of attacks, his speed isn’t very good but his defense makes up for it.
Appearance: Briar has graying hair that looks white, and black eyes. His skin is tan from being out in the sun for so long and his body is a ripple of muscles. He’s long ago lost his left eye to a monster, only the two scars that go down his eye shows it as he has covered his milky white eye with a stone eye patch that has an eye grafted into it. On his right arm, he has a band like tattoo; and rings adorned on his fingers. He wears a simple sleeveless brown leather shirt and pants. He wears brown boots with metal spikes at the bottom, mostly for his times when he likes to climb a cliff sometimes or just kick someone. Along on his ultimate utility belt, he has many colored pouches that consist of the following: Blue bag full of Gald, pouch of tobacco leaves, pouch of rocks, and another pouch full of fire and earth elemental stones.
Personality: Briar is a gruff, anti-socializing Dwarf who earns his livings by making weapons and armor. He’s the kind of grumpy person who hates children, cats, and nosy people, who can’t get their own noses out of people’s business. Though his master pieces are carefully made, and well cared for in quality; he rarely sells them unless he likes the person. Sadly the people who come to buy his weapons and/or armors are rude, egotistical queers. The only times he goes out is to buy the metals that he needs, even then he rarely socialize but only to do business. Brair loves to sing, even though his voice isn’t the greatest, luckily for other people they haven’t said to his face or other wise they’d have one of his spears shoved up their butts. So he’s a bit easily tempered, especially when they have no right to say such crude things. He has gain a love for gardening from always watching and helping his mother, and dreads when he finds weeds in his garden. Though he may look like a ruff ruffian, he can be a soft heart when it comes to pretty ladies.
Briar just loves to sit on the tree stump out in front of his little hut, smoking on his pipe and listening to the sounds of nature. He doesn’t need anyone and never needed any help from a bunch of noobs, he’s had all he needed in his forest and of course metal mines. He never liked help from other people, and if he ever did get help he wasn’t one to thank the person; not by a long shot.
History: Briar was born near the Fuji mountains by two Dwarfs that lived in the woods near by. Briar was much of an obnoxious child, and he would never admit it; smithing was one thing that he just love to watch his father do. His father was a weapons and armor smith just like him, while his mother just loved to garden. Learning the trade that his father mastered in and always helping his mother with the garden, he learned to be a great smith and gardener. When he was 16 his parents were killed by Desians, because his father would not supply any armor or weapons for them. So for that he watched as his father argued with a Desian one day, his mother rushing him to leave through the back door. He rushed into the forest to only hear the screams of his mother and his father, after hearing many scary stories from traveling people he knew that his parents were dead.
Coming back later he found his house scavenged of all the armor and weapons his father made. From then on he lived on his own, taking care of himself and trusted only himself. Taking up the craft from his father, he continued the business; though getting a few curious looks from people when they found only him there to man the place. When he grew to be 30 years old was when he was attacked by a monster, totally unprepared from his little trek through his forest he was astonished to find a monster in his peaceful forest. Caught off guard he lost his left eye, but was able to kill the monster before it killed him. From then on he knew better to carry his axe with him at all times when in the forest.
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Name: Briar
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: July 28
Age: 46
Class: Dwarf
Weapon Class: Battle Axe
Attack Type: Briar is a direct heavy fighter, using power strike attacks like Beast, Fiery Destruction, Endless Infliction, etc. Briar is as well able to use fire and earth spells like Grave, Stone blaster, Fire ball, eruption, etc. Since Briar fights with heavy power strike kind of attacks, his speed isn’t very good but his defense makes up for it.
Appearance: Briar has graying hair that looks white, and black eyes. His skin is tan from being out in the sun for so long and his body is a ripple of muscles. He’s long ago lost his left eye to a monster, only the two scars that go down his eye shows it as he has covered his milky white eye with a stone eye patch that has an eye grafted into it. On his right arm, he has a band like tattoo; and rings adorned on his fingers. He wears a simple sleeveless brown leather shirt and pants. He wears brown boots with metal spikes at the bottom, mostly for his times when he likes to climb a cliff sometimes or just kick someone. Along on his ultimate utility belt, he has many colored pouches that consist of the following: Blue bag full of Gald, pouch of tobacco leaves, pouch of rocks, and another pouch full of fire and earth elemental stones.
Personality: Briar is a gruff, anti-socializing Dwarf who earns his livings by making weapons and armor. He’s the kind of grumpy person who hates children, cats, and nosy people, who can’t get their own noses out of people’s business. Though his master pieces are carefully made, and well cared for in quality; he rarely sells them unless he likes the person. Sadly the people who come to buy his weapons and/or armors are rude, egotistical queers. The only times he goes out is to buy the metals that he needs, even then he rarely socialize but only to do business. Brair loves to sing, even though his voice isn’t the greatest, luckily for other people they haven’t said to his face or other wise they’d have one of his spears shoved up their butts. So he’s a bit easily tempered, especially when they have no right to say such crude things. He has gain a love for gardening from always watching and helping his mother, and dreads when he finds weeds in his garden. Though he may look like a ruff ruffian, he can be a soft heart when it comes to pretty ladies.
Briar just loves to sit on the tree stump out in front of his little hut, smoking on his pipe and listening to the sounds of nature. He doesn’t need anyone and never needed any help from a bunch of noobs, he’s had all he needed in his forest and of course metal mines. He never liked help from other people, and if he ever did get help he wasn’t one to thank the person; not by a long shot.
History: Briar was born near the Fuji mountains by two Dwarfs that lived in the woods near by. Briar was much of an obnoxious child, and he would never admit it; smithing was one thing that he just love to watch his father do. His father was a weapons and armor smith just like him, while his mother just loved to garden. Learning the trade that his father mastered in and always helping his mother with the garden, he learned to be a great smith and gardener. When he was 16 his parents were killed by Desians, because his father would not supply any armor or weapons for them. So for that he watched as his father argued with a Desian one day, his mother rushing him to leave through the back door. He rushed into the forest to only hear the screams of his mother and his father, after hearing many scary stories from traveling people he knew that his parents were dead.
Coming back later he found his house scavenged of all the armor and weapons his father made. From then on he lived on his own, taking care of himself and trusted only himself. Taking up the craft from his father, he continued the business; though getting a few curious looks from people when they found only him there to man the place. When he grew to be 30 years old was when he was attacked by a monster, totally unprepared from his little trek through his forest he was astonished to find a monster in his peaceful forest. Caught off guard he lost his left eye, but was able to kill the monster before it killed him. From then on he knew better to carry his axe with him at all times when in the forest.
Other Information:
Likes:
- Metals
- Fire and Earth
- Peace and Quiet
- Singing
- The sound of nature
- Spicy foods
- his pipe
- his garden
Dislikes:
- Children
- Nosy people
- Socializing
- Cats
- Rude, Egotistical customers
- things that touch his garden
- weeds
Elemental Strengths:
- Fire
- Earth
Elemental Weakness:
- Water
- lightening
