Banir Ironwood

[Banir Ironwood]

Banir Ironwood Banir Full image Basic Information Race: Mix Breed- Isur, Vanatha Birthday & Age : 38 (Approximately in late Adolescent for Isur) Born Winter 92, 474 AV Gender: Male Languages Language 1: Common (Fluent) Physical Description Standing at 6’0 and weighing roughly two hundred and sixty nine pounds he is a burly young man. With his fathers strength he gained his height and his less pale completion from his mothers side of the family. Giving him thick muscles and durable bones, both which are rather easily noticed. This shows in also in the dirty blonde hair upon his head, tarnished with darker roots. The bones held within his skin are a little prominent and help to prove his Isur heritage. A final feature he gained from his mother are the eyes the Vantha have, however Banir's eyes seem to be red for the majority of the time. Character Concept Banir is a rather quite young man preferring not to speak unless it is needed to achieve some end. Though seeming to be intimidating at first he is rather gentle and is good with children, though quick to recede from others. Until he is caught in battle, to which he becomes a pure berserker letting his rage fuel his stamina, which carries out his amazing strength. Banir was scared by his father at a young age, this led him to a negative view of himself. Strong in believing he is a disgrace and often treats himself like one. So he usually hides his face behind his scarf and hood letting only his eyes show from beneath it. Despite his self view Banir has strong morals and believes in not taking a life unless it is necessary. The term 'friendly' is awkward for Banir being that he lacks the social skills to get friends. But he tends to be a little more quite around Vantha or Isur. Banir is slightly religious and he often prays to Izurdin and Morwen. He has a small hobby of craving and often will be seen sitting down carving using the tips of his armoured fingers to cut away at his most recent piece. Occasionally he will just sit there for hours carving away carefully going even as far as to skip a meal. Banir's Face Spoiler *Updated* : During a fateful day Banir's face was brutally scarred by his father. He had made the grave mistake of insulting his father while including his mother. His father then grew enraged at this, took a metal rod that had been resting in the forge. After kicking his son to the grown he put his foot on Banir's throat. Slashing three times the hot rod both burned and sliced his flesh. It left him deeply scared and with cauterized burn marks. His nose now has a perminate dip on its bridge. The eye on his left is pulled slightly making him unable to fully close it. As well as the corner of his mouth is also pulled making it difficult to speak. Finally his lips heal over sometimes, so in order to speak or eat he has to stretch his mouth open so the healed flesh tears. In places the scars left marks even on his skull and jaw. His father had marked him like this and called him numerous names that set his heart low. His father did this when he was twenty four years old. Though biologically he was only fourteen Recently his face has been healed slightly as was his throat. The eye that had been pulled towards the scar has now been healed and can close fully. The once deep scars on his face are faded lightly. His lips have been healed the skin smoothed healed a rosy color returned to them. And his throat has been healed slightly. Character History Banir Ironwood was born from a Vanathan mother and an Isurian father. His father was 5' with blonde hair and the usual stocky build of an Isur while his mother was about 6'0 with raven black hair and the gentle hints of deep red in her hair. While father was an amazing smithy and his mother was a brilliant social woman with spectacular people’s skills. Some believe it was her social skills are what broke his fathers cold heart letting in some warmth. They met near Wind Reach, later they fell in love and had Banir. This is where the story of his life turns sad, at Banir’s birth it was far too much for his mother to handle and died in the process. His father often beat him seeing him as the murderer of the woman he loved, though his father did teach him some metal skills. With his own two young hands he made his own armour understudying his father. The most of his armour was focused oh his right arm as it didn't have the natural protection of his left. The fingers of the armour where made to be both protective and as a weapon of sorts. The armour he adorns with symbols of the two gods of which are of both his parents cultural background the right. He has many symbols of Izurdian upon his right shoulder guard and a few snowflakes to honor Morwen. Praying to them often for either help, for guidance, for what he should do with his life. But once he’d learned enough of his father’s skills he took his father’s coat and his own hand made armour running his way to the Vanathan city of Avanthal. Before he could leave, his father scared him after a sever falling out between the two. He rarely talks of this incident and may even lie about it. In Avanthal he learned to be more open hearted though since his father placed the three scars on his face. His story begins as he is in the city for little over a week now. Training Combat Skills Social Other Acrobatics: 3/100 XP Interrogation: 4/100 XP Observation: 33/ 100 XP Tactics: 3/100 XP Negotiation: 5/100 XP Fishing: 2/100 XP Brawling: 37/100 (10 RB 10SP) Intimidation: 3/100 XP Meditation: 2/100 Unarmed Combat: 13/100 XP Persuasion: 6/100 XP Tracking: 1/100 XP Carving: 16/100 (5 SP) Acting: 2/100 XP Construction 1/100 XP Running: 16/100 (10 SP) Socialization 11/100 XP Teaching: 7/100 XP Wrestling: 2/100 XP Weaponsmithing: 10/100 (10 SP) Body Building: 13/100 XP Armourer: 15/100 (15 SP) Lores:   Combat Providing Openings in a Fight Stopping Before Severely Injuring Bar Brawling Charging wildly into a brawl Fighting a Losing Battle Technique: Arrow Black Technique: Head Butt! A 10 Second Blow to Stop the Heart Mama, I Just Killed a Man Don't Turn Your Back on an Opponent Technique: Stomach Punch Being Conscious of How Hard One Hits Using a Dummy as a Weapon   Social Being in the Middle of an Old Argument Swallowing One's Pride Avoiding One's Past A Game of Denial Hugging: What is this grabbing? Banir's First Hug Saying goodbye to Alea Manners are of Utmost Importance Getting the Essentials Nagging Thoughts: Don't Leave Nagging Thought: Alea is Scary Nagging Thought: Why Do I Care for Alea? Attempting to Diffuse a Tense Situation Wave Goodbye to the Thief!   People Making a Present for Alea Apos: Man of the Rampant Tskanna Asher: The Eccentric A Healer Who Can Help: Sahashkalila Lorelai: A Damsel in Distress The Konti Way of Life Contact: Skret Ximal Needs an Ego Check Alea Will Be The Death of Me aspira: The Black Leopard Kelvic Kelvics: Adaptable Creatures Vaspira: Not Very Polite Vaspira: Fierce Despite her Size Skret: The Flying Squirrel Kelvic Skret: Child of a Lion and Rhino Squirrels Don't Like Meat   Magic The Effects of Flux   Religion Praying to Izurdin It's Better to Show Respect to the Gods and Goddesses Praying to Dira for the Murdered   Physical Clearing Ones Mind for Excercise It's More Difficult to Run with Armor Physical Geography: A Woman's Body Nearly Losing Your Dinner   Mental The Unsettling Feeling of Unseen Eyes Suppressing Rage Negotiating A Payment for Mercenary Work Teaching Through Words and Actions Being Taught Something in Your Own Lesson Math is not my forte Nagging Thought: Go Back to the Wind Reach Trading Post and Prove Innocence Normal Leather is Not the Best   Equipment and Possessions Boots One cloak made for the north One pair of brown pants Boots with metal-like gleaves on them Iron shoulder pads (Family heirloom) Armour on his right arm a hand axa tiny mallet worn pair of shackles and chain   Ledger Mizas Total: 341 GM 2SM Cold Iron x 20 - 3 GM (Used to forge Banir's armour) -5 SM (Meal) -45 GM Seasonal Expenses -45 GM Seasonal Expenses -45 GM Seasonal Expenses -45 GM Seasonal Expenses -45 GM Seasonal Expenses + 20 CM 24th Winter 512 -5 SM (Meal) Winter 512 -   Thread List Carving out a new Future: Fall 22, 511 AV Dinner and New Friends: 73rd Fall 511 (early evening) Fishing for information: 75th Fall, 511 A Friendly Spar: 7th Winter, 511 Horse Play: 43rd Winter, 511 No excuses: 44th Winter, 511 Brawling for Idiots: 46th Winter, 511 The Berserker and the Pycon: Winter 48th, 511 The black giant falls...: 52nd of Winter [Location] Iceglaze hold (Cheshire): 54th of Winter A quite afternoon: Winter 55th, 511 Enraged Sewing: Spring 2nd, 512 Saying Goodbye: Spring 20th, 512 A Silent Arrival: Summer 1st, 512 Hunting the Hunters: Summer 5th, 512 Beginning a New Life: Summer 17th, 512 A gentle giant and a quiet one: 15th Fall 512 Another Punch to Take: Fall 43rd 512 AV The New and the Improving: Mid afternoon, Winter 17th 512AV Calm after the Storm: Winter 17th 512 AV Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger: 24th of winter, Mid day 512 AV Stupid Blade: 27th of winter Banir's theme songs : Another song for when Banir is in his post Berserk mood: A good song when Banir pushes past his limits

[Banir Ironwood]

Name: Iszer Ironwood Terras Gender: Male Age: 91 Summer 421 AV Height: 5ft Weight: 248 lbs Personality: Iszer is cold hearted to most he meets, though with good reason. Born with patience but a frighting temper that sends him into a berserk like state. Iszer had traveled quite a bit as a younger man and knows of the outside, however this has caused him to isolate himself further from others. Often rude to non-Isur, and even to those of his race he is quite. Preferring just to smith and drink in peace away from the world. Skills: Weapon Smithing: 20 Armour Smithing: 20 Brawling: 10