Post by Captain Fishrudder on Oct 8, 2008 22:31:19 GMT -5
Character Name: Terg Broadsword
Gender: Male
Species: Sea Otter
Age: 33-ish
Rank: Warrior
Weapons: Old broadsword, dirk, longbow.
Physical Description:
Weapon description: Terg's broadsword was once owned by his father. Therefor it is rather beat up but is still a very stout weapon. Right where the handle and the blade meet there are two cresent blades on either side of the blade. Like so:
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The handle of his sword is bound with leather.
His dirk is just a basic dirk, shot enough to throw but long enough to block blows from a shortsword. The handle is also bound in leather.
Terg's long bow is a huge bow, made of a young sapling tree. The arrows are fletched with black raven feathers and are slightly longer than his arm. The middle of the sapling is wrapped with cord for about a foot to provide a pawhold.
Terg is taller and more muscular than the average otter. His fur and eyes are darker brown than the average beast's. His fur has a permanent windswept look about it from all the sea winds that have blown it. Under his fur his body is crisscrossed with man battle scars. He usually has a smile on his face which can sometimes make him look slightly foolish, though he is the quite the opposite. He is usually clad in floppy leather sea boots, a dark blue sleevless shirt, black trousers and a broad sharkskin belt which hold his dirk and quiver of arrows. He also has a belt from shoulder to hip that connects to his waist belt. In this belt, across his back he keeps his broadsword. In battle his blue shirt is repleaced by a thick leather sleeveless shirt with a chain mail tunic over it. He also wears a simple round helmet and has been known to wear leg greaves from time to time.
Personality:
Terg is usually cheerful and loves to play with Dibbuns. He is full of stories about sea voyages, great battles, and other things. He is often looses himself in battle though he dosn't suffer from Bloodwrath. He has does not have any patience with vermin or ornery beasts. He has a great hate for vermin and all evil. He is an experienced sailor and campainger. He is well practiced in the art of defending a fort or other building. He is very protective of others and has a great fear of loss. He isn't fond of heights either.
History:
Terg was born in Holt Waveblade to Varman Broadsword and Bellcall. He had a smaller sister named Izzy. Terg was trained to fight by his brother who was a skilled warrior. Varman also passed on the trade of carpentery to Terg. Terg often helped his father repair chairs or tables or make shelves. One day when Terg was around the age of ten his holt was attack by searats who came from the sea by night. Varman hid Terg and his younger sister Izzy in a closet and locked them in. The two listened to the fight rage on from behind the locked door. When the fight was over and an elderly otter found the siblings locked up, Terg stumbled through the bodies that where strewn about the beach. He finally found his father surrounded by dead rats. Terg somehow mamaged to break his fathers death grip on the broadsword that he still carries today. Terg stayed for a season or so to help rebuild the holt. After he had done all he could he left all the bad memories behind and went adventuring. After sailing on many ships, through many seas Terg came back to Mossflower and found Otter Fort. He took up residence there and still resides there.
Gender: Male
Species: Sea Otter
Age: 33-ish
Rank: Warrior
Weapons: Old broadsword, dirk, longbow.
Physical Description:
Weapon description: Terg's broadsword was once owned by his father. Therefor it is rather beat up but is still a very stout weapon. Right where the handle and the blade meet there are two cresent blades on either side of the blade. Like so:
( | | )
The handle of his sword is bound with leather.
His dirk is just a basic dirk, shot enough to throw but long enough to block blows from a shortsword. The handle is also bound in leather.
Terg's long bow is a huge bow, made of a young sapling tree. The arrows are fletched with black raven feathers and are slightly longer than his arm. The middle of the sapling is wrapped with cord for about a foot to provide a pawhold.
Terg is taller and more muscular than the average otter. His fur and eyes are darker brown than the average beast's. His fur has a permanent windswept look about it from all the sea winds that have blown it. Under his fur his body is crisscrossed with man battle scars. He usually has a smile on his face which can sometimes make him look slightly foolish, though he is the quite the opposite. He is usually clad in floppy leather sea boots, a dark blue sleevless shirt, black trousers and a broad sharkskin belt which hold his dirk and quiver of arrows. He also has a belt from shoulder to hip that connects to his waist belt. In this belt, across his back he keeps his broadsword. In battle his blue shirt is repleaced by a thick leather sleeveless shirt with a chain mail tunic over it. He also wears a simple round helmet and has been known to wear leg greaves from time to time.
Personality:
Terg is usually cheerful and loves to play with Dibbuns. He is full of stories about sea voyages, great battles, and other things. He is often looses himself in battle though he dosn't suffer from Bloodwrath. He has does not have any patience with vermin or ornery beasts. He has a great hate for vermin and all evil. He is an experienced sailor and campainger. He is well practiced in the art of defending a fort or other building. He is very protective of others and has a great fear of loss. He isn't fond of heights either.
History:
Terg was born in Holt Waveblade to Varman Broadsword and Bellcall. He had a smaller sister named Izzy. Terg was trained to fight by his brother who was a skilled warrior. Varman also passed on the trade of carpentery to Terg. Terg often helped his father repair chairs or tables or make shelves. One day when Terg was around the age of ten his holt was attack by searats who came from the sea by night. Varman hid Terg and his younger sister Izzy in a closet and locked them in. The two listened to the fight rage on from behind the locked door. When the fight was over and an elderly otter found the siblings locked up, Terg stumbled through the bodies that where strewn about the beach. He finally found his father surrounded by dead rats. Terg somehow mamaged to break his fathers death grip on the broadsword that he still carries today. Terg stayed for a season or so to help rebuild the holt. After he had done all he could he left all the bad memories behind and went adventuring. After sailing on many ships, through many seas Terg came back to Mossflower and found Otter Fort. He took up residence there and still resides there.