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« on: September 14, 2023, 10:49:31 pm »
*Cask looks thru the armors and weaponry with a bit more coin this time. Placing his armor and shield in the free donation bin hoping it will help someone else.*
Bronze Full Plate
Bronze Kite Shield
Irom Dwarven Waraxe
Iron Full Plate
Bronze Tower Shield
Adamantium Dwarven Waraxe
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Classes Split by 20: Fighter (14) / Weapon Master (6)
Alignment: Lawful Good
Deity: Acknowledges all but doesn't devote to one.
Bio: Krodish finds peace of mind with a weapon in his hands. Not that he has ever considered his life all that difficult however. Things just make more sense. He does hope someday to use this to serve those around him better. Not much for words his actions are often all he has. The strong protect the weak. A good weapon in his hands definitely makes him strong. There must be a weapon out there that can make him even stronger. One meant for him. He sees those nimble and graceful able to flick the end of their dainty weapons in a fight and cause alot of harm. He sees those with muscular frames swinging large weapons in great arcs causing their enemies to fear every swing. Neither really feel quite right.
Very few have these weapons that seem to do a bit of both. They are large weapons but deadly on both ends. The few skilled in using them seem almost graceful. Those that do not focus themselves find they are a hindrance. But something about them always draws Krodish's attention. They almost call to him. Could this be what completes him? One man, one weapon, standing against the evil of the world. No, not one man and one weapon. A weapon as extension of the man. Putting the pieces back together of something he didnt know was broken.
So he sets out on the road to find his missing piece. Those good people he meets along the road that have need of his services he will gladly protect. Each fight bringing him closer. A simple man, a simple purpose.
(havent decided which weapon he will focus on, just that it will likely be a double weapon)
Name: Cask (see bio)
Age: 55 Years
Class(es): Fighter (15) /Rogue (5)
Subrace: Shield Dwarf
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Not so much following all laws of the land as follows his own personal code.
Deity: Not one particular, could utter a prayer or a curse to just about any situation dependant
Biography: Cask wasn’t always my name. In fact most used to call me Barrel in my youth. My parents called me Tankard when i was born. Is it obvious that they were aspiring brewers? My aspiring i mean they never did quite find the right blend, but their hearts were in it. Still are, tho i may be the only one willing to drink their brew.
Me? I never had the knack either. I love my parents but I just don’t think that is the life i was meant for. Not that I am quite sure what life i am meant for. There is a big world out there. Plenty to drink…i mean um plenty to experience. There is only to put the stone beneath my boots.
Description: Short, even for a dwarf. Little more round than the average dwarf as well. Beard is healthy, just unkempt.