khan
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is that a frog on your shoulder or are you just happy to see me?
Joined: Aug 2007
Gender: Male 
Posts: 8
Location: wherever the ale is flowing
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« Thread Started on Aug 25, 2007, 6:12pm » | |
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Name: khan boommaker
Age: 55
Gender: I'm a guy, jerk!! ain't no Conni boommaker here!!
Race: i am a member of the great dwarven race!
Class: fighter
Job: i kill things
Racial Hostility: i dont like races that want to kill me
Physical Description: i s'pose i'm on the high side of the average dwarf's hight, about 4 ft and half leaning on 5. if i were to get out of my loverly spiked armor, you'd see that my skin is tan, though if i had a good day, spots of blood would dot my face. my glorious beard is red, with some bits darker where those "friends" of myne got it burnt. i aint no pansy who has ta look himself in a reflecting pool all day like that cog guy, but i'm told my eyes are brown, so thats good enough for me. ah yes, you will also note that i am a traveling tavern, micro brew on me back and plenty of full aleskins around my waist.
Mental State: i aint crazy, but i aint no cleric or priest either. theres a time for drink, a time for fightin, and a time for fightin and drinkin at the same time. those are the best of times
Sample Paragraph: we came across a village. it stank of death and decay. werewolves. those beasts tore them folk up all to hell. there wasnt much we could do but put them in a mass grave, offer them that tiny bit of honor 'stead of leavin them out to rot, and we werent about to leave 'case those bastards come back for us we need shelter and the village was good enough, so we went about lookin fer shovels. i volunteered to looking in the inn, with all those lovely lovely barrels that any one could hold a shovel, or so i told everyone else. ah, those barrels, so many that would go to waste, if i remember, i might've shed a few tears before delving into the first, "searching". it took them two barrels before they found me, it was a great day. they told me they finished the grave and they needed to burn the village...with my beauties. i managed to grab one of my barrels before one of the brutes grabbed it, with me along for the ride. watching the barrels be set aflame, thats when i wept, until the sound of howling filled the air.
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frosty the war axe was a +1 magic axe.
it was 2 foot 3 and it said to me, "i like drinking too!" |
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