Post by drage on Jun 1, 2007 11:54:30 GMT -5
Name:Drage sandwind
Age: 200
Race:Elf, Nymandine
Class:artificer
Physical Description: dark as a moonless night, his skin is baked from both the sun and the heat of the forge, his slender body is well muscled from years as an apprentice to a weaponsmith and his deep red eyes carry a dark brooding anger left over from his childhood. His back is covered in an intricate tattoo of a glyph to Danai, the fire god. The glyph was burned into his back with red-hot iron, and shows in the form of scars. We wears a light weight black kilt, and a silk vest in black with a red copy of the same glyph embroidered on it. He also wears a red silk sash belt. At his side he carries a falchion on one hip and a dagger on the other (both his own work), with his sporran in the front in place of a Ka pouch.
Weapons:Falchion, standard dagger,
Armor: none
Other Items: clothing listed above, hammer, sharpening stone, sporran (ka pouch), writing parchment (20), ink (3oz), quill, candles(5), tin mug, wine skin, sharpening stone, polishing oil, cleaning rag(5). A bedroll, and a black wool cloak lined with black fur which wears whenever he is outside of the desert.
History:Born the son of a harlot, he had few prospects in life, with no father, no family to speak of, and no one but his mother to protect him. in his youth, he was the scum of the streets, but he eventually found his way into the shop of a local blade smith in service of the military. The smith, not knowing the boy’s heritage, noticed that he had an uncanny affinity for the metals, able to determine differences in similar alloys, although not aware of what the difference was, or which was better quality. He soon agreed to take the boy as an apprentice. When the boy answered that he had nothing with which to pay for an apprenticeship, the smith (one Polan by name) worked out an arrangement with Drage’s mother and took the boy on as an apprentice. Drage spent his childhood learning to craft blades and armor for the military, learning the proper ways to hammer steel and iron into strong swords. His own works were crude, but effective, and with time he achieved moderate skill with the hammer and anvil. Polan insisted that to make a perfect weapon, one must know how to use it, and so, when not engaged in working the forge, he taught the boy basic skill with the sword and dagger. Yet drage was never satisfied with his work. He was convinced that there had to be a way to improve weapons beyond the simple alloys and shapes they were crafted in. surrounded by sorcerers he became convinced that with study some form of magic could be added to his crafts. The day his apprenticeship ran out he left the shop with the gift of a few of his creations, and a burning desire to achieve his dream of bonding magic to blades.
Location: has use of a room in polan's home over his workshop in Yareth, as well as use of the forge itself.
Other:
Ka: 665
Age: 200
Race:Elf, Nymandine
Class:artificer
Physical Description: dark as a moonless night, his skin is baked from both the sun and the heat of the forge, his slender body is well muscled from years as an apprentice to a weaponsmith and his deep red eyes carry a dark brooding anger left over from his childhood. His back is covered in an intricate tattoo of a glyph to Danai, the fire god. The glyph was burned into his back with red-hot iron, and shows in the form of scars. We wears a light weight black kilt, and a silk vest in black with a red copy of the same glyph embroidered on it. He also wears a red silk sash belt. At his side he carries a falchion on one hip and a dagger on the other (both his own work), with his sporran in the front in place of a Ka pouch.
Weapons:Falchion, standard dagger,
Armor: none
Other Items: clothing listed above, hammer, sharpening stone, sporran (ka pouch), writing parchment (20), ink (3oz), quill, candles(5), tin mug, wine skin, sharpening stone, polishing oil, cleaning rag(5). A bedroll, and a black wool cloak lined with black fur which wears whenever he is outside of the desert.
History:Born the son of a harlot, he had few prospects in life, with no father, no family to speak of, and no one but his mother to protect him. in his youth, he was the scum of the streets, but he eventually found his way into the shop of a local blade smith in service of the military. The smith, not knowing the boy’s heritage, noticed that he had an uncanny affinity for the metals, able to determine differences in similar alloys, although not aware of what the difference was, or which was better quality. He soon agreed to take the boy as an apprentice. When the boy answered that he had nothing with which to pay for an apprenticeship, the smith (one Polan by name) worked out an arrangement with Drage’s mother and took the boy on as an apprentice. Drage spent his childhood learning to craft blades and armor for the military, learning the proper ways to hammer steel and iron into strong swords. His own works were crude, but effective, and with time he achieved moderate skill with the hammer and anvil. Polan insisted that to make a perfect weapon, one must know how to use it, and so, when not engaged in working the forge, he taught the boy basic skill with the sword and dagger. Yet drage was never satisfied with his work. He was convinced that there had to be a way to improve weapons beyond the simple alloys and shapes they were crafted in. surrounded by sorcerers he became convinced that with study some form of magic could be added to his crafts. The day his apprenticeship ran out he left the shop with the gift of a few of his creations, and a burning desire to achieve his dream of bonding magic to blades.
Location: has use of a room in polan's home over his workshop in Yareth, as well as use of the forge itself.
Other:
Ka: 665