Aerogor
Loyal Servant of Altera
Name: Aerogor
Nickname/Alias: Air/ Traitor of the Earth
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Earthspawn
Height: 6'8
Weight: 273 lb
Hair: Bald
Eyes: Green
Skin: Dark Green
Identifying Marks: Somewhat small tusks; lack of battle scars; frequently wears his hood
Appearance: More "well sculpted" and skinny than most Earthspawn; other than that, fairly average
Strengths: Sports the strength of most Earthspawn; has knowledge of the properties of various plants; is good with fists, hoes, and blunt weapons; values reason
Weaknesses and fears: Hates violence; somewhat squeemish; not as battle-ready as most Earthspawn
Religion and cults: Believes mostly in Harateth and Bilworth, but not exactly religious.
Profession: Farmer
Chatacter Bio (first person):
My name is Aerogor. I have always lived a fairly standard life... well, for an Earthspawn at least. Since I was a child, I've been taught the art of crafting armor, tools, and weapons. Since we Earthspawn are very able miners, such jobs have been only natural for generations. Although, looking the way we do, business is scarce, so we've usually had to make deals with poorer villages who can't afford to be picky. It was a decent living at least. However, one day a large battle broke out between neighboring cities, with our village being the battleground. With our superior strength and weaponry, both sides were easily driven back, but we weren't without our casualties as well. Friends, family, of all three sides, were either wounded or killed. I never knew anyone very well, but I still couldn't stand to see so many hurt and dying.
From that day forward, I decided to never touch steel again unless it was a farming tool. My neighbors, even my whole family shunned me for this and banished me from the village. I still hold no grudges or regrets for it. I took up learning the propertiesI of plants to be a farmer, but I still hope to one day own an inn of my very own...
Nickname/Alias: Air/ Traitor of the Earth
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Earthspawn
Height: 6'8
Weight: 273 lb
Hair: Bald
Eyes: Green
Skin: Dark Green
Identifying Marks: Somewhat small tusks; lack of battle scars; frequently wears his hood
Appearance: More "well sculpted" and skinny than most Earthspawn; other than that, fairly average
Strengths: Sports the strength of most Earthspawn; has knowledge of the properties of various plants; is good with fists, hoes, and blunt weapons; values reason
Weaknesses and fears: Hates violence; somewhat squeemish; not as battle-ready as most Earthspawn
Religion and cults: Believes mostly in Harateth and Bilworth, but not exactly religious.
Profession: Farmer
Chatacter Bio (first person):
My name is Aerogor. I have always lived a fairly standard life... well, for an Earthspawn at least. Since I was a child, I've been taught the art of crafting armor, tools, and weapons. Since we Earthspawn are very able miners, such jobs have been only natural for generations. Although, looking the way we do, business is scarce, so we've usually had to make deals with poorer villages who can't afford to be picky. It was a decent living at least. However, one day a large battle broke out between neighboring cities, with our village being the battleground. With our superior strength and weaponry, both sides were easily driven back, but we weren't without our casualties as well. Friends, family, of all three sides, were either wounded or killed. I never knew anyone very well, but I still couldn't stand to see so many hurt and dying.
From that day forward, I decided to never touch steel again unless it was a farming tool. My neighbors, even my whole family shunned me for this and banished me from the village. I still hold no grudges or regrets for it. I took up learning the propertiesI of plants to be a farmer, but I still hope to one day own an inn of my very own...
