Fortenbras
The Fierce Outlaw
The Fierce Outlaw
Basic Information
Basic Information :
Race:Isurian
Birthday & Age : Born on the 1st day of Winter, 30 years old
Gender: Male
Height: 5'0
Weight: 210
Birthday & Age : Born on the 1st day of Winter, 30 years old
Gender: Male
Height: 5'0
Weight: 210
Physical Description
Physical Description :
Fortenbras is quite slender compared to other Isurians, in the fact that he only weighs 210 lbs. His body is lean, and well built for agility. His face is clean from any wounds or deformities, as he has yet to experience any sort of catastrophe. His arms are well built, wrung with muscle, his body taking a v-shape, ending with well ground legs and feet. His hair was a shade of auburn, shoulder length and well-kept.
His eyes were a deep shade of red; that of his mother's eyes. All in all, an average looking Isurian, with potential to become very attractive later on in life.
His left arm was that of a navy blue. A sign that he may be part of Vizerian.
His eyes were a deep shade of red; that of his mother's eyes. All in all, an average looking Isurian, with potential to become very attractive later on in life.
His left arm was that of a navy blue. A sign that he may be part of Vizerian.
Character Concept
Character Concept :
Fortenbras is inquisitive by nature, preferring to observe and mull over things, while others would prefer to act much quicker. He loved to read texts of knowledge, feeling that the more knowledge he gain, the less chance that he would find himself in a stupid predicament. This of course, is a great weakness, as he is therefore deluded to the utter reality of things. Books cannot teach one reality; experience can. He is quite reclusive by nature, as the only people he ever communicated with were his parents. This becomes quite a problem later on in life, as sometimes what he means is much different from what he says.
Fortenbras is proud of his skills as a blacksmith, and thus always strives to better himself in order to keep that pride. He constantly shows such skills off, almost as a human teenager would, for attention and self-confidence.
The Isurian is hard to anger, and one would be met with his deluded reasoning, rather than violence. Others would always tell him that this would be his demise. You can't reason with the enemy. He is very patient, and is quite amiable once you get to know him.
Fortenbras is very religious, his mother and father always teaching him the ways of Izurdin. Some would even say that he was over-zealous.
All in all, Fortenbras has great potential to learn, with the means to do so. However, without any guidance, his personality would definitely be the thing that would end him.
Fortenbras is proud of his skills as a blacksmith, and thus always strives to better himself in order to keep that pride. He constantly shows such skills off, almost as a human teenager would, for attention and self-confidence.
The Isurian is hard to anger, and one would be met with his deluded reasoning, rather than violence. Others would always tell him that this would be his demise. You can't reason with the enemy. He is very patient, and is quite amiable once you get to know him.
Fortenbras is very religious, his mother and father always teaching him the ways of Izurdin. Some would even say that he was over-zealous.
All in all, Fortenbras has great potential to learn, with the means to do so. However, without any guidance, his personality would definitely be the thing that would end him.
Character History
History :
In a remote location, above all the lands, stood a great volcano. Among the lands, this volcano, of all volcanoes was the one that no one thought to go near. Surrounded by mountains, and still the highest, it is said that no one and no thing lived their, as eruptions were a normality, happening too frequently for anyone to settle. Birds flew, attempting to go by it, but only meeting with suffocating heat, and thus deciding to go a different route, or risking a death most unpleasant.
It was within these mountains, specifically the live one, that Fortenbras came to be. His mother and father outlaws to all, even their own people, had resided there since before his first breath. It was there that he took up apprenticeship with his father, to learn the arts of blacksmithy, and his religion.
All of his life, he stood at his father's side, his mother busy keeping their stores in stock by foraying into the outside world. There were days, yes, that food was short, but they always somehow managed.
Eventually, his learning expanded to that of Hammer and Shield. His father, once a master of weaponry, began to tutor him at the age of 13.
His mother began to teach him how to read and write, which he took on with much enthusiasm-a change from the normality of training his body. It was with great effort that his mother convinced his father that such a thing would be worth his time.
And so Fortenbras begun the training of his mind.
It was at the age of 16 that he became quite adept at reading and writing. He began to read texts of gadgeteering, finding that he was interested a great deal in the subject.
At the age of 18, he began to tinker with different things, such as compasses.
Of course, all of this done by guidance of the great many texts that his mother had in her collection.
It was the 26th day of Autumn, when his mother had gone out to the lands beyond for the purpose of bringing back enough food to keep us alive through the winter.
She never came back.
His father, who had become sick with worry, had decided that his time was reaching an end, and thus thrusted the family heirloom into his hands: Forte's Hammer. This heirloom, his father told him, had the ability to make weapons and armor far more durable, and that if he were to master the art of Blacksmithy, he would be able to call upon the hammer's power.
He asked his father then, what this power was.
"The power to imbue magic into your creation, a power that would bind itself to the holder of that creation."
"What kind of power?"
"The power varies, from person to person, depending on such things as their resolve and intent. Beware, my son. A weapon like that in the hands of the wrong person would be a very bad idea."
It was the 1st day of Winter, that his father passed away.
"May Izurdin keep you at peace."
His mother was never to be seen since.
Still a child, Fortenbras set forth into the lands of Mizahar, seeking Sultros, where he may begin a new life.
It was within these mountains, specifically the live one, that Fortenbras came to be. His mother and father outlaws to all, even their own people, had resided there since before his first breath. It was there that he took up apprenticeship with his father, to learn the arts of blacksmithy, and his religion.
All of his life, he stood at his father's side, his mother busy keeping their stores in stock by foraying into the outside world. There were days, yes, that food was short, but they always somehow managed.
Eventually, his learning expanded to that of Hammer and Shield. His father, once a master of weaponry, began to tutor him at the age of 13.
His mother began to teach him how to read and write, which he took on with much enthusiasm-a change from the normality of training his body. It was with great effort that his mother convinced his father that such a thing would be worth his time.
And so Fortenbras begun the training of his mind.
It was at the age of 16 that he became quite adept at reading and writing. He began to read texts of gadgeteering, finding that he was interested a great deal in the subject.
At the age of 18, he began to tinker with different things, such as compasses.
Of course, all of this done by guidance of the great many texts that his mother had in her collection.
It was the 26th day of Autumn, when his mother had gone out to the lands beyond for the purpose of bringing back enough food to keep us alive through the winter.
She never came back.
His father, who had become sick with worry, had decided that his time was reaching an end, and thus thrusted the family heirloom into his hands: Forte's Hammer. This heirloom, his father told him, had the ability to make weapons and armor far more durable, and that if he were to master the art of Blacksmithy, he would be able to call upon the hammer's power.
He asked his father then, what this power was.
"The power to imbue magic into your creation, a power that would bind itself to the holder of that creation."
"What kind of power?"
"The power varies, from person to person, depending on such things as their resolve and intent. Beware, my son. A weapon like that in the hands of the wrong person would be a very bad idea."
It was the 1st day of Winter, that his father passed away.
"May Izurdin keep you at peace."
His mother was never to be seen since.
Still a child, Fortenbras set forth into the lands of Mizahar, seeking Sultros, where he may begin a new life.
Training
Training :
| Skills | XP Gained | Total XP | Rank |
| Blacksmithing | 20SP (With +10) | 20/100 | Novice |
| Weaponsmithing | 10SP | 10/100 | Novice |
| Armorer | 10SP | 10/100 | Novice |
| Calligraphy | 5SP | 5/100 | Novice |
| Hammer | 5SP | 5/100 | Novice |
| Shield | 5SP | 5/100 | Novice |
| Gadgeteering | 5SP | 5/100 | Novice |
| Lore | Description | Thread |
| Lore of Smelting Ore | Forthcoming | Starting Package |
| Lore of Izurdin Worship | Forthcoming | Starting Package |
Equipment and Possessions
Equipment and Possessions :
| Kavinka Paintedmount | 1 large tent (4 person) (traded in for 500 gm) | Starting Package |
Heirloom
Herloom :
Forte's Hammer - 50gm
This weapon was given to Fortenbras by his father. Told that the hammer has the power to imbue magic into his creations, but only through the mastery of his skills. In reality, the magic had no power at all. What his father failed to mention it was through mastery of magecraft, that the hammer would be able to do what was described. The hammer, is in fact just a normal, sturdy hammer.
This weapon was given to Fortenbras by his father. Told that the hammer has the power to imbue magic into his creations, but only through the mastery of his skills. In reality, the magic had no power at all. What his father failed to mention it was through mastery of magecraft, that the hammer would be able to do what was described. The hammer, is in fact just a normal, sturdy hammer.
Ledger
Ledger :
Thread History
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