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And as awesome as he is, Starr can go to.

Enjoy!

Starr Redmaw, on the other hand, would fall very hard. He was so surprised his staff had managed to scratch the titan, he did not respond in time. Torso met crooked nose, and wind left acrid lungs....

Starr’s ferocity doubled as the strike contacted with his scarred flesh. He roared a guttural, undulating sound of pain and anguish.

“No!” he jittered.

His creatural fingers clawed at the...

Starr cackled as his opponent made idle threats. Unlike those threats, the shaman was anything but. He continued his charge; haphazardly crossing the expanse tha divided his staff from his opponent’s...

Deep in an illusory recreation of Scara Brae’s wild lands, in the heart of the salt stained Shea Woods, a tribe waited. The Ai’bron monks had delved into their history books to find description...

Edits made as requested!

Hi Letho.

Thank you for your prompt reply. Apologies for the error, of course this is level one - didn't mean to mislead!

Would you allow the abilities to remain if I dropped the resistance to...

This is a re-write of Starr's pre-3.0 profile.

The Shaman Singed

Starr Redmaw

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“Skargo is every axe swing, every torch set, and every transgression against our kind.”

Alias: Shaman
Gender: Male

Undeterred by nature’s violence, Starr stood his ground. He was, as far as goblins went, quite impressed. He sniffed the snot back into his gaping nostrils, and then stabbed his staff downwards....

The fairy’s parasol burnt. This made Starr excitable. The fairy, however, remained woefully unescorted to death’s door. This made Starr miserable. He felt his heart waver in between spurts of...

Starr raised an eyebrow as best as a goblin could. His wrinkled, unwashed skin peeled back, revealing bloodshot iris and glistening pupil. He, despite having seen the world breath before his fetid...

Starr crossed the threshold, and clambered through the tunnel to the arena true. Stuck in the dusty corridor that served as an antechamber for almost an hour, the goblin was, by now, quite angry. He...

Starr Redmaw did not like cows. Granted, it was hard for Starr to like anything that was not a goblin, an excuse for war, or the familiar surroundings of his woodland home. It was very difficult,...

Ladies first, then!

I am looking to fight, one on one, with anyone:

1. 200 word limit per post.

2. No holds barred.

3. Prepare to be metaphorically bedazzled.

Any takers?

Starr, not quite as intelligent as a Hedge Magi, but certainly not entirely dim, interpreted the strange riddle in his mind the only way a rampaging goblin knew how. He advance up to Lindra, side...

Starr careened to a halt as he felt an all too familiar energy dead ahead. It was magic, and it was hot, and it was heading his way. A bolt of flame rose up from the once dead hedge magi and...

The wave of Innari descended the shale decline like a tsunami of green skinned madness. Bone blades, hide shields, scattered iron pipes and ragged banners littered the tribe. In the dead centre,...

Starr’s nose twitched, quite without his consent. The shaman stopped dead in his tracks and raised his hand. The swarm of Innari running close behind him stopped.

“Magic…” he mumbled,...

By the time the sun rose over the crags, the trance had fizzled out. Everywhere you looked, Innari twitched and groaned like dreaming dogs. The embers of the great bonfire lit at the heart of the...

Drums. The sound of a thousand, rumpus drums filled the night sky.

In the heat of the tribal furore, Starr Redmaw, high priest of the Innari tribes to the south the Valeena Crags swayed. His...

Name: Starr Redmaw
Alias: ‘Indigo’
Title: Shaman of the Kaleen
Race: Innari
Gender: Male
Age: 125
Height: 4’5”
Weight: 90llbs
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Black