Alright, I'll bite too....
Name: Dagon Age: 73 Race: Imperial (with a bit of elvish) Class: Bard (have we had those before?) Gender: male
BSS: speechcraft (very educated and charming), blunt (staff-swinger), marksman ('lil throwing knives), shortblade (in a pinch), unarmored, illusion, and mercantile.
Weakness: not the strongest or hardiest fighter, not much of a threat once unarmed.
Strengths: well, versed in most weapons, but not a master in most. He has a talent to talk his way out of a bad situation. He makes up for his lack of brute force by employing guile and outsmarting a foe. Dagon also is very knowledgable about various political groups and other useful information.
Weapons: a steel staff (the long kind from MW) with silver ends, a silver shortsword, and a host of throwing knives.
Apparal: (formal) a complete black outfit (oblivion) with a radiant sapphire amulet. (Casual/travel) a cheap leather vest and cap over common clothes.
History: very vague, some think he is a noble who was denied his inheritance and forced to carve out his own life. Dagon spent many years adventuring before turning to a safer alternative, he became the renouned bard his at the present.
Appeance: due to his elvish blood, Dagon looks younger than he really is. Just above average human hieght, his light brown hair is well-kept and not quite shoulder length. Dagon's blue eyes have a knowing quality to them, as though he understands all that make up your being.
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: May 27 2007, 06:04 PM
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