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Fact File:
Name: Anthalor Rythgard
Nickname/Alias: Rythgard (the highest rank in the near extinct Rythgardian race)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Rythgardian (a naturally strong type of human with the instinctive lust for blood)
Height: 5'6
Weight: 79 Kilograms
Hair: Sliky smooth deep dark brown hair
Eyes: Ice blue
Skin: Tan
Identifying Marks: A scar along his neck given to him by his father King Adelbern Rythgard and Ice cold blue eyes, however he has a rather clean look with no tattoo's or piercings.
Appearance: Short, but stocky with deep brown smooth hair in a neat profile.
Strengths: Bloodthirsty, Superior strength, Pride, noble blood, attractive appearance, patient in combat and cerebral.
Weaknesses and fears: Lack of tolerance for mistake and high level of arrogance in general but prodominantly towards male peasants, Aerial objects, short fuse, Magic, maidens, Pride, fire.
Religion and cults: No religion, Rythgard believe in brute force, and trusting upon their own weapons and/or hands.
Profession: Fletching and gourmet chef.
Back Story:
Anthalor Rythgard, a young imperial of noble birth... turned fugitive and on the run.
Anthalor was the youngest son of King Adelbern Rythgard, conqueror of the skies and seas. The young prince had finally come of age, but on that night a terrible truth was uncovered and realised when Anthalor's brother Osmere betrayed the once mighty king. It was revealed that the King was planning on sacraficing the young boy, his own son on his birthday, as a gift to the Uthgard nation to form a rather un-holy alliance between the two factions. A battle was struck between the public and the Kings guards. In the confusion, Anthalor managed to get out of the city, but not before watching helplessly as their father King Adelbern was struck down by his own brother.
Many years have passed, and since then, Anthalor Rythgards name has been almost forgotten. The Imperial leigon of Roarkhelm has split in two, and civil war has broken out in those lands. Anthalor now bided his time in a new land, started new and lived as nothing more than a peasant working as a apprentice fletcher and chef. He had never known the tough life and patience started to grow thin as every day revenge on everyone sinked in to him, angering him as every slow dull day passed by. Through his hard work and troubles, many encounters, friends and enemies were made until his work was finally noticed and rewarded through gaining status of nobility through the lands of Altera. Now as a leader of these lands, he aims to gain more of the people of Altera's trust and to start his own new nation in honour of his homeland Roarkhelm. Brave men shall hail from this city in the making, as it is named after one of the greatest men of all time the first ever Rythgardian King, Galador Rythgard.
Diary entry 1:
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Name: Anthalor Rythgard
Nickname/Alias: Rythgard (the highest rank in the near extinct Rythgardian race)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Rythgardian (a naturally strong type of human with the instinctive lust for blood)
Height: 5'6
Weight: 79 Kilograms
Hair: Sliky smooth deep dark brown hair
Eyes: Ice blue
Skin: Tan
Identifying Marks: A scar along his neck given to him by his father King Adelbern Rythgard and Ice cold blue eyes, however he has a rather clean look with no tattoo's or piercings.
Appearance: Short, but stocky with deep brown smooth hair in a neat profile.
Strengths: Bloodthirsty, Superior strength, Pride, noble blood, attractive appearance, patient in combat and cerebral.
Weaknesses and fears: Lack of tolerance for mistake and high level of arrogance in general but prodominantly towards male peasants, Aerial objects, short fuse, Magic, maidens, Pride, fire.
Religion and cults: No religion, Rythgard believe in brute force, and trusting upon their own weapons and/or hands.
Profession: Fletching and gourmet chef.
Back Story:
Anthalor Rythgard, a young imperial of noble birth... turned fugitive and on the run.
Anthalor was the youngest son of King Adelbern Rythgard, conqueror of the skies and seas. The young prince had finally come of age, but on that night a terrible truth was uncovered and realised when Anthalor's brother Osmere betrayed the once mighty king. It was revealed that the King was planning on sacraficing the young boy, his own son on his birthday, as a gift to the Uthgard nation to form a rather un-holy alliance between the two factions. A battle was struck between the public and the Kings guards. In the confusion, Anthalor managed to get out of the city, but not before watching helplessly as their father King Adelbern was struck down by his own brother.
Many years have passed, and since then, Anthalor Rythgards name has been almost forgotten. The Imperial leigon of Roarkhelm has split in two, and civil war has broken out in those lands. Anthalor now bided his time in a new land, started new and lived as nothing more than a peasant working as a apprentice fletcher and chef. He had never known the tough life and patience started to grow thin as every day revenge on everyone sinked in to him, angering him as every slow dull day passed by. Through his hard work and troubles, many encounters, friends and enemies were made until his work was finally noticed and rewarded through gaining status of nobility through the lands of Altera. Now as a leader of these lands, he aims to gain more of the people of Altera's trust and to start his own new nation in honour of his homeland Roarkhelm. Brave men shall hail from this city in the making, as it is named after one of the greatest men of all time the first ever Rythgardian King, Galador Rythgard.
Diary entry 1:
(to be entered).