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Madrin Kir

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Lord Commander of Eiler

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  • Joined: Wed May 02, 2012 6:10 am
  • Last visited: Tue Jul 22, 2014 1:57 pm
  • Total posts: 86 - Search user’s posts [ 1.74% of all posts / 0.02 posts per day ]
  • Most active forum: Role Playing Archives [ 83 Posts / 96.51% of user’s posts ]
  • Most active topic: Darkness Descends [ 14 Posts / 16.28% of user’s posts ]

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Power of any kind is a tool, whether you use it for good or evil is up to you.
  • Level: 13
  • Experience: 7411
  • Primary Class: Fighter
  • Secondary Class: Rogue
  • Gold Remaining: 14600
  • Gold Spent: 1400
  • Hit Points: 24
  • Hit: 22
  • Attack: +2
  • Soak: -
  • Evasion: -
  • Title: Berserker
  • Position: Lord Commander of Eiler
  • Age: 26
  • Race: Human
  • Origin: Aleris
  • Religion: Other ( All equal standing )
  • Physical Features:
    Long dark brown hair to my shoulders pulled back in a ponytail, Ice blue eyes, clean shaven, six foot tall athletic build 205 pounds, Pale skin,calused hands and feet no stranger to walking barefoot and obsesive weapons practice.
    I wield a two-handed sword, the sheath of fine leather has a beautiful black wolf running towards the hilt when the blade is sheathed. There were emblems for each of the deities surrounding the creature a green oak leaf, a red coal, an orange wing, and a single blue snowflake seeming to bless the animal. I keep four throwing daggers concealed at all times. One is in my right boot, another is in my left sleeve held in place by a tight loop on the inside that must be repaired if I resort to it lucky for me I can sew. The other two are kept in secret pockets on my cloak one on each side. I also have a regular dagger sheathed on my belt. I wear a studded leather hauberk over my dark brown shirt. I have studded leather greaves under my black cloth pants. My high quality leather hiking boots have also been darkened. I wear a midnight black hooded cloak that has been treated for weather this is the single most expensive piece of clothing I wear.

Background

A third generation warrior who's family was once enthralled to the evil mage Gerthluo. My grandfather served without question. My mother gained her own will by slaying her master. I choose to redeem our family by doing what I can for the people. My only desire is to clear the darkness surrounding our family. I follow my own rules when it comes to what I believe is right. I was raised in a small mountain village in the Hyborean mountain range. However; I was born in the southern tower of Gerthluo's castle. The very hour I first drew breath he ceased his own forever. My mother was his favorite concubine I was to be his heir. Then he divined that I did not have the potential for magic, so my death was required. I would only be useful as materials to fuel his dark rituals. Due to my mothers heightened emotional state she was able to break free of his control over her mind. She was known as the Red Wolf to her enemies the head of Gerthluo's personal guard. In seconds his most trusted slave became his greatest foe, no drone could withstand her wrath. Only the wolf and her cub still lived. Thus my life began in blood.

My mother and I along with two hundred others from all twenty-five tribes of Nirdor escaped to Aleris as my father's fortress collapsed around us. My newly formed Blackwolf tribe adopted an isolationist policy towards the rest of Aleris, since the realm's natives were under the thrall of the immortal kings at the time. This lasted for many years until I decided to take my fate into my own hands. I approached the tribal council and blantently defied their long standing taboo about leaving the village of Angeasor, named after my grandfather.

I've been a bounty hunter, monster slayer, and mercenary over the several years since leaving. Months ago I became a soldier for Chaliceton along with my friend Sedric Daneson(Sir Shine in my mind) while the climate of Aleris was going crazy. When the land Val'Nothe attacked the land I protected, my course was decided.

I aided Aurora and Elysia in imprisoning it once more at the Eternal Lake. My actions there led to Aurora blessing me while I suffered from injuries sustained from the beast. After Terra Vale was defeated I was offered the position of Lord Commander of Eiler by Layla Victoire. She was managing the city in the absence of King Alerion, thought dead at the time. I refused it temporarily while I tended to more pressing concerns to me.

I returned to Chaliceton with Wish Star to save a ten year old girl named Nedira (see For a child's sake and a man's honor). Her legs had been ruined beyond normal repair when the Val'Nothe attacked. Wish saved her and I ended up adopting the child. Me and the healer parted ways then as comrades. I returned to Grand city and accepted the new title and responsibilities.
  • Weapons / Armor: Throwing Knives (+1 attack)
    Basic Boot Knife (+1 attack)
    Leather Studded Hauberk (+2 soak)
    Leather Greaves (+2 soak)
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