Post by Thalion Steelaxe on Mar 12, 2007 22:42:18 GMT -5
Name: Thalion, son of Balion, Steelaxe
Pseudonym: Warg's Bane
Age: 80
Gender: Male
Likes: Hunting Orcs, Hunting Wargs, Hunting anything my axe can kill, and reading
Dislikes: All those things i liketo hunt, and peopel who mock the height of a dwarf
Loyalty: Gondor and the remnants of the Moria Dwarves
Magical Abilities: none that he knows
Combat-
Sword(on foot)-7
Short/long bow-5 (has two throwing axes)
Axe-10
Halbeard-6
Sword(horseback)-7
contol of element: none
weapons: Two handed axe, two throwin gaxes, hatchet, and small dagger
Race: Dwarf
Strengths: Great Strength, Intelligent, Skilled Warrior
Weakness: Slow runner, Height affects mobility, quick temper
Appearance: Typical dwarf, short, very stout, dark brown beard down to his waist.
Personality: Generally nice and friendly bu tcan be quick to anger if you moc dwarves in any way.
History: Young for a dwarf he is an emissary to gondor for his peopel. He got the position when his mother and father were killed by a maurading force of orcs and human rebels. He was trained in the ways of combat by his father who was a great warrior and was given an education by his mother who had stayed with elves when she was young. The leaders of his peopel decided it would be good for him to leave the place of so much tragedy and gain social status amongst the other races in case of another war.
Roleplaying sample:
Thalion sat on the rock as the sun set looking out over the field before him. Behind him stood the mountains of his youth and the sorrows of his parets death. His backpack contained ratiosnand food for a month and the most precious books from his home. On his waist he had his battle axe, throwing axes, and his hunting horn. In his boot he had a small obsidian dagger that his mother had given him just before she died. He continues to scan the horizon until he caught sight of waht he was looking for, dust, lots of dist being kicked up by more than one traveler moving with haste. He knew that tjhese were the stragglers of the band tha had killed his parents, he had heard rumors about where they were in all the taverns and had been tracking them for several days now. He stood and began to run towards them...Several Hours later...Thalion stood in the trees at the edge of a clearing looking at the three men as they sat beside their fire. He knew for sure they ere part of the party that had killed his parents, he could see several items from his own home lying around the camp. He could feel the bloodlust coming on him as he slid his axe from his belt. He stepped inot the clearing. Before his foes notice him he yelled with a mighty roar, "I am Thalion Steelaxe! You burnt my homeand slaughtered my family! Prepare to meet your ancestors!" The men jumped to their feet and scrambled to get a hold of their weapons. The first went down before he had a chance. Thalion sprinted to him and swung his axe into the man's next with a mighty thunk. He freed his axe and turned to face the next opponent. The man charged at him with a rusty longsword raised high in his hands in an attempt to crush Thalion's helm into his skull. Thalion side-stepped and brought his axe across the man's gut causing to scream as he slowly bled to death. The third man was more cautious and began to circle around. Thalion found this amusing and said in a cool, slighlty malicious vioce, "Shall we dance?" Tah man didnt respond so Thalion made a move to attack him. The man retreated so Thalion pulled one of his throwing axes from his belt and sent it whirling towards the man's head. The man dove to avois it and Thalion rushed in to finish him. Thalion was caught off guard however when the man lunged at him and knocked him to the ground sending his axe flyig off to the side. The man smiled and said, "Not so tough now are we short-stuff." This enraged Thalion even more and he lurched to the side sending the two rolluing along the ground wreslin each other.The man got his hands aroud Thalions neck and began to choke him. Thalion thought desperatly for a solution and remembered the dagger in his boot. He reached for it and stabbed it into the man one, two, three times until his grip loosened. Thalion Looke dat him as he stood and said, "Never mock the stature of a dwaf."
Thalion gathered hid weapons and what useful items form the dead men's belongings he could and set out to look for more of the people that had killed his family.
Pseudonym: Warg's Bane
Age: 80
Gender: Male
Likes: Hunting Orcs, Hunting Wargs, Hunting anything my axe can kill, and reading
Dislikes: All those things i liketo hunt, and peopel who mock the height of a dwarf
Loyalty: Gondor and the remnants of the Moria Dwarves
Magical Abilities: none that he knows
Combat-
Sword(on foot)-7
Short/long bow-5 (has two throwing axes)
Axe-10
Halbeard-6
Sword(horseback)-7
contol of element: none
weapons: Two handed axe, two throwin gaxes, hatchet, and small dagger
Race: Dwarf
Strengths: Great Strength, Intelligent, Skilled Warrior
Weakness: Slow runner, Height affects mobility, quick temper
Appearance: Typical dwarf, short, very stout, dark brown beard down to his waist.
Personality: Generally nice and friendly bu tcan be quick to anger if you moc dwarves in any way.
History: Young for a dwarf he is an emissary to gondor for his peopel. He got the position when his mother and father were killed by a maurading force of orcs and human rebels. He was trained in the ways of combat by his father who was a great warrior and was given an education by his mother who had stayed with elves when she was young. The leaders of his peopel decided it would be good for him to leave the place of so much tragedy and gain social status amongst the other races in case of another war.
Roleplaying sample:
Thalion sat on the rock as the sun set looking out over the field before him. Behind him stood the mountains of his youth and the sorrows of his parets death. His backpack contained ratiosnand food for a month and the most precious books from his home. On his waist he had his battle axe, throwing axes, and his hunting horn. In his boot he had a small obsidian dagger that his mother had given him just before she died. He continues to scan the horizon until he caught sight of waht he was looking for, dust, lots of dist being kicked up by more than one traveler moving with haste. He knew that tjhese were the stragglers of the band tha had killed his parents, he had heard rumors about where they were in all the taverns and had been tracking them for several days now. He stood and began to run towards them...Several Hours later...Thalion stood in the trees at the edge of a clearing looking at the three men as they sat beside their fire. He knew for sure they ere part of the party that had killed his parents, he could see several items from his own home lying around the camp. He could feel the bloodlust coming on him as he slid his axe from his belt. He stepped inot the clearing. Before his foes notice him he yelled with a mighty roar, "I am Thalion Steelaxe! You burnt my homeand slaughtered my family! Prepare to meet your ancestors!" The men jumped to their feet and scrambled to get a hold of their weapons. The first went down before he had a chance. Thalion sprinted to him and swung his axe into the man's next with a mighty thunk. He freed his axe and turned to face the next opponent. The man charged at him with a rusty longsword raised high in his hands in an attempt to crush Thalion's helm into his skull. Thalion side-stepped and brought his axe across the man's gut causing to scream as he slowly bled to death. The third man was more cautious and began to circle around. Thalion found this amusing and said in a cool, slighlty malicious vioce, "Shall we dance?" Tah man didnt respond so Thalion made a move to attack him. The man retreated so Thalion pulled one of his throwing axes from his belt and sent it whirling towards the man's head. The man dove to avois it and Thalion rushed in to finish him. Thalion was caught off guard however when the man lunged at him and knocked him to the ground sending his axe flyig off to the side. The man smiled and said, "Not so tough now are we short-stuff." This enraged Thalion even more and he lurched to the side sending the two rolluing along the ground wreslin each other.The man got his hands aroud Thalions neck and began to choke him. Thalion thought desperatly for a solution and remembered the dagger in his boot. He reached for it and stabbed it into the man one, two, three times until his grip loosened. Thalion Looke dat him as he stood and said, "Never mock the stature of a dwaf."
Thalion gathered hid weapons and what useful items form the dead men's belongings he could and set out to look for more of the people that had killed his family.