Post by DM Jorteck on Feb 8, 2019 10:24:03 GMT -5
Summary
Race: Human (Chondathan)
Born: 7 Tarsakh 1360 DR (Age 23), Tegal’s Mark, Tasseldale, Dalelands
Gender: Male
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 230 lbs
Build: Substantially built upper body, visibly toned.
Eyes: Narrow slits, almost cat like. Light blue turning to a luminous magma colour in dim light.
Hair: Luscious dark brown waves, resting on his shoulders like a lion’s mane.
Skin: Fair with iridescent patches of red scales
Appearence
An otherwise youthful Chondathan appearance is quickly betrayed by monstrous but forcefully stunning features of a draconic heritage. Standing over six feet tall, Thorell’s human figure is broken by two large sweeping red wings that rest carelessly against his back, very rarely being called into their near 13’ span.
Meeting Thorell’s gaze are two faint blue eyes that narrow to slits. In dim light, his eyes glow with a luminous magma colour, acting as a small glimpse into the primal draconic energies trapped within him.
Running from a greatsword-sized scar in Thorell’s chest, a series of thick dark red scales cover his upper torso, before quickly fading to patches of iridescent reds that occasionally poke through Thorell’s fair skin. Extending through to dragon-styled platemail and blades, and expressing himself though accented colours that compliment his chromatic ancestor, Thorell proudly displays his draconic heritage to any that would meet him.
Barbarian Rage
Unlike others with similar capacities of anger, Thorell enters a trance-like focused state, very rarely shouting or exclaiming his anger; a cold, detached rage. His attacks are ruthless and are done with unnatural intent and instinct.
Thorell’s Sketchbook
Refusing to learn even basic reading and writing skills while at home, Thorell ultimately found himself displaced among other adventures who would commonly keep a personal journal of their exploits. He desired this ability but was afraid to seek out those who could teach him, especially in the Arch woods where honour and dignity meant everything to him.
Raizi Tyezira New Dawn
Race: Human (Chondathan)
Born: 7 Tarsakh 1360 DR (Age 23), Tegal’s Mark, Tasseldale, Dalelands
Gender: Male
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 230 lbs
Build: Substantially built upper body, visibly toned.
Eyes: Narrow slits, almost cat like. Light blue turning to a luminous magma colour in dim light.
Hair: Luscious dark brown waves, resting on his shoulders like a lion’s mane.
Skin: Fair with iridescent patches of red scales
Appearence
An otherwise youthful Chondathan appearance is quickly betrayed by monstrous but forcefully stunning features of a draconic heritage. Standing over six feet tall, Thorell’s human figure is broken by two large sweeping red wings that rest carelessly against his back, very rarely being called into their near 13’ span.
Meeting Thorell’s gaze are two faint blue eyes that narrow to slits. In dim light, his eyes glow with a luminous magma colour, acting as a small glimpse into the primal draconic energies trapped within him.
Running from a greatsword-sized scar in Thorell’s chest, a series of thick dark red scales cover his upper torso, before quickly fading to patches of iridescent reds that occasionally poke through Thorell’s fair skin. Extending through to dragon-styled platemail and blades, and expressing himself though accented colours that compliment his chromatic ancestor, Thorell proudly displays his draconic heritage to any that would meet him.
Barbarian Rage
Unlike others with similar capacities of anger, Thorell enters a trance-like focused state, very rarely shouting or exclaiming his anger; a cold, detached rage. His attacks are ruthless and are done with unnatural intent and instinct.
Thorell’s Sketchbook
Refusing to learn even basic reading and writing skills while at home, Thorell ultimately found himself displaced among other adventures who would commonly keep a personal journal of their exploits. He desired this ability but was afraid to seek out those who could teach him, especially in the Arch woods where honour and dignity meant everything to him.
"Bound together with a dark-crimson coloured leather, this remarkably well-kept sketchbook is filled with drawings that depict a growing talent in art form. Beginning as simple shapes and basic humanoid outlines, the newest are sketched in incredible detail, painting stories and moments in time with a unique clarity.
Every page presents itself as a part of a bigger journal written in its own language of drawings, the sketchbook lacking any written word barring a numerically written timestamp marked on each entry. These entries run back to 1376 DR and continue to the present day.
Most of the sketches depict a figure or landscape, while some appear more cryptic - hieroglyphs that depict emotions, characterised inert objects that could imply a materialistic nature, and a few others that appear as seemingly random lines scratched along the page."
Every page presents itself as a part of a bigger journal written in its own language of drawings, the sketchbook lacking any written word barring a numerically written timestamp marked on each entry. These entries run back to 1376 DR and continue to the present day.
Most of the sketches depict a figure or landscape, while some appear more cryptic - hieroglyphs that depict emotions, characterised inert objects that could imply a materialistic nature, and a few others that appear as seemingly random lines scratched along the page."
“Raizi Tyezira, or New Dawn in the common tongue is Thorell’s favoured greatsword. The towering blade forged from adamantine is accented with a dragon styled cross-guard, grip and pommel, alongside a series of draconic runes that are etched into the blade’s metal.
“Ixen dronilnric vi z’ar dian ekess nomenes lorita persvek whedabra”
In the common tongue the runes would translate to “Fire brings a new dawn to those trapped in darkness.” In a ritual to awaken the draconic heritage locked within his blood, Thorell poured his blood into the runes and heated the sword with magic, ignited by dragon breath.
The awakening that followed seared Thorell’s blood into the dark metal of the sword, which awakens beneath the touch of the dragon blooded. The sword is bonded to Thorell and this bond harbors potential to deepen as Thorell further explores his heritage.”
“Ixen dronilnric vi z’ar dian ekess nomenes lorita persvek whedabra”
In the common tongue the runes would translate to “Fire brings a new dawn to those trapped in darkness.” In a ritual to awaken the draconic heritage locked within his blood, Thorell poured his blood into the runes and heated the sword with magic, ignited by dragon breath.
The awakening that followed seared Thorell’s blood into the dark metal of the sword, which awakens beneath the touch of the dragon blooded. The sword is bonded to Thorell and this bond harbors potential to deepen as Thorell further explores his heritage.”
