Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2013 19:42:57 GMT -5
Name: Conall
Age: Middle aged
Gender: Male
Race: Satyr
Location: A cottage in the wilderness
Classes: Archer/hunter
Appearance:
Much like a man, but part goat. His legs have hair, a second joint after the knees, and hooves instead of feet. His face is that of a man, but with a flat nose, like a goat. His neck and chin hair matches the hair on top of his head, which he refers to as a mane. The hair goes around his head and not on the face, and down the neck until it reaches his shoulders. Has ears, and horns of a goat. Has “bit of a gut”. He prefers not to wear any cloths because it doesn’t let his skin or hair breath. Most of his body is naturally covered anyway.
About:
Conall prefers things “simple”. It doesn’t take much to scare, so a complicated life style doesn’t suit him. He lives in a small cottage in the middle of no-where, and spends most of his time hunting and gathering. He doesn’t get politics, war, or any civil occupation for that matter. In fact, he doesn’t even like cloths. He farms and hunts on his own, using the skills and knowledge taught to him when he was young. Conall may not be brave by any means, but he is an exceptional survivalist. He knows a lot about nature and how to use the natural materials to his advantage, making him good at crafting chemicals like medicine, elixirs, hunting bait, and other alchemies. Conall likes to eat. He’ll even say that’s his favorite thing to do, aside from drinking ale or his own homemade mead, or smoking his pipe. Illiterate. Conall has a hard time grasping on language anyway, because he’s not used to being around others. Despises magic. He finds it’s too complicated, and he believes and wrecks the balance more so than agriculture does. He also notices that it makes people hungry for power. Conall is recognized by the way he screams (is frightened) a lot. Do to this, many have given him the pet title “screaming sheep”. His actual name is even an oxymoron, for it means “strong wolf”. Although, a wolf (which hunt sheep) can represent a strong hunter, which does describe him well.
Weakness/Fear:
Weakness? Try separating him from his home and life stye.
Fear? Everything! Conall is a perfect example to what a “coward” is. He frightens easily. He even scares himself at times, like if he trips and the ground jumps up at him.
Weapons:
Despite his kindness and hate for death, Conall does use weapons. Most, if not all of the weapons he uses are made by him. It varies to what he uses deponding on the time and situation. Conall prefers to use a bow and arrows when hunting, but has other methods for self defence. He'd either use a sharp hunting tool (like a knife or hatchet), or chemical weapons. Chemical weapons can very as well. He can use a flask of acid, poisonous gas, or other dangerous chemicals as a thrown weapon. He sometimes even coats his other weapons, but it depends on how prepared he is for the situation.
History:
Conall doesn’t know who his blood family is, but was adopted by a clan of druids when he was young. Once human, but he was then “fused” with another creature for his life to remain balanced. The druids were scared of his humanity because in their eyes, man destroy balance. After the transformation, the druids left him to be on his own, never to see him again. The druids taught him very well on surviving on the land but never spoke to him, for they could not speak themselves. Around the time of his early adulthood, was when he first stepped into a civilized setting. A mid size dwarven town was where he got his name, learned language and culture, and how he made friends. His instincts of balance and nature given by the druids still live on.
Pets:
None, specifically. Fairly good at taming things... unless that creature scares him. He calls all animals family, unless they’re out to kill him. Pets are just an insult to him.
