Post by magiuss on Feb 13, 2019 15:00:22 GMT -5
Mathian
Stands a good 6' 6" tall and is a massive man in size of height and over his shoulders, he looks to be around the early twentys,and by human standarts his body is highly athletic and muscular, he has neck long jet black hair and is rarely shaven fully, a rather potent oder of whisky, sweat, leather oil, and metal surrounds him. At all times he seems to be atleast slightly intoxicated if not straight out hammered by his favorite whisky which he keeps in his waterskin, seeing that water is for whimps and children.
At first arrivel Mathian wore beaten and broken full plate mail with a rusty sword and a buckled shield, but recent contracts and work under his fellow travel companion, Lucius Hallows, has let him to aquire fine plate mail of adamantine covered with a tabard of black clothing with a Iron cross emblem on the chest, He wears an adamantine helmet with the cleaved skull of an orc attached to the front, and uses a rather nasty cleaving looking bastard sword. This has let him to belive that Lucius defently knows what is best direction for him.
Mathian, was raised in a brothel by a luxury woman, and had no idea who his father was, he had a rough childhood in the streets of Zhentil Keep, this gave him street smarts and thoughend him up and imprinted his tendensy for violence when taking a fight there was only one option.. TO WIN. This brought to attention a certain gentleman and head of Hillsfars Iron Cross Merchant Consortium "Xavier", He hired Mathian as a mercenary to accompany his trading caravans.
Venturing to Cormyr in service to the Iron Cross, Mathian is usely seen accompanied by Lucius Hallows and a halfling Silverlute, He see's him self as a protector of those that joined their merry band of light humored people. And would most likely die to defend them to the last breath.
''Those that have ventured, with Mathian will have noticed the rather brutal engagement with his enemys and how he sometimes get lost in the bloodlust of the battle''
What will become of him in his adventures further on, time shall tell.
Stands a good 6' 6" tall and is a massive man in size of height and over his shoulders, he looks to be around the early twentys,and by human standarts his body is highly athletic and muscular, he has neck long jet black hair and is rarely shaven fully, a rather potent oder of whisky, sweat, leather oil, and metal surrounds him. At all times he seems to be atleast slightly intoxicated if not straight out hammered by his favorite whisky which he keeps in his waterskin, seeing that water is for whimps and children.
At first arrivel Mathian wore beaten and broken full plate mail with a rusty sword and a buckled shield, but recent contracts and work under his fellow travel companion, Lucius Hallows, has let him to aquire fine plate mail of adamantine covered with a tabard of black clothing with a Iron cross emblem on the chest, He wears an adamantine helmet with the cleaved skull of an orc attached to the front, and uses a rather nasty cleaving looking bastard sword. This has let him to belive that Lucius defently knows what is best direction for him.
Mathian, was raised in a brothel by a luxury woman, and had no idea who his father was, he had a rough childhood in the streets of Zhentil Keep, this gave him street smarts and thoughend him up and imprinted his tendensy for violence when taking a fight there was only one option.. TO WIN. This brought to attention a certain gentleman and head of Hillsfars Iron Cross Merchant Consortium "Xavier", He hired Mathian as a mercenary to accompany his trading caravans.
Venturing to Cormyr in service to the Iron Cross, Mathian is usely seen accompanied by Lucius Hallows and a halfling Silverlute, He see's him self as a protector of those that joined their merry band of light humored people. And would most likely die to defend them to the last breath.
''Those that have ventured, with Mathian will have noticed the rather brutal engagement with his enemys and how he sometimes get lost in the bloodlust of the battle''
What will become of him in his adventures further on, time shall tell.