Bernard
02-25-07, 12:52 AM
Lvl 0
Name: Bernard Kal Mardok
Age: 23
Occupation: Merc
Hair Color: Drk Brwn
Eye Color: Drk Brwn
Height: 6'
Weight: 215
Build: Muscular
Appearance/Personality: An average looking person, with the build of a tavern bouncer to him, Bernard avoided most fights by intimidation alone. Soft hearted by nature, he isn't the type to just go and pick fights for the sake of fighting alone. More than willing to learn, just about anything as Koran would soon find out, and takes it all in with relative ease and can repeat most back after only one sitting. Easy going but stingy on money. A problem Koran, his mentor, finds to be quite troublesome.
Weapons: Two steel short swords that he keeps in loose leather sheaths on opposite sides of his waist. He is, as it turns out, ambidextrous, so he can use both with equal ease.
Armor: Wool shirt and leather breeches. No armor rating.
Equipment: One set of basic lock picking needles and vises. One standard calvary leather saddle.
Moose colored gelding named Wind, purchased after an unfortuante (but later fortunate) encounter with a cyborg in a citadel battle gone awry.
Skills:
Swordsmanship Lvl 0
Basic sword training, can handle one foe with same level skill.
Lock picking Lvl 0
A recent skill, learned before he was introduced to Koran in the citadel. Can pick low-level locks in about thirty or so seconds.
Horsemanship Lvl 0
He can ride a horse at a walk without falling off. At a gallop he risks falling off if he doesn't hold on while crouched against the animals neck.
History: Came to Corone with his parents when he was only two, Bernard lived the average life of most farming children. It wasn't until his nineteenth birthday that he really felt the pull of the world around him and three months later, set off to find out anything and everything he could about the world around him that he had seen so little of. Over the course of four years, he earned his piecemeal armor, which he had just recently sold for 175 gp, which he gave to Koran, as well as his two steel short swords. Fell in love with a rather shady girl, who broke up with him only just recently, and is now in tow with the shape shifting cyborg Koran himself, who defeated him in a very poorly planned citadel battle along side another young human male.
Name: Bernard Kal Mardok
Age: 23
Occupation: Merc
Hair Color: Drk Brwn
Eye Color: Drk Brwn
Height: 6'
Weight: 215
Build: Muscular
Appearance/Personality: An average looking person, with the build of a tavern bouncer to him, Bernard avoided most fights by intimidation alone. Soft hearted by nature, he isn't the type to just go and pick fights for the sake of fighting alone. More than willing to learn, just about anything as Koran would soon find out, and takes it all in with relative ease and can repeat most back after only one sitting. Easy going but stingy on money. A problem Koran, his mentor, finds to be quite troublesome.
Weapons: Two steel short swords that he keeps in loose leather sheaths on opposite sides of his waist. He is, as it turns out, ambidextrous, so he can use both with equal ease.
Armor: Wool shirt and leather breeches. No armor rating.
Equipment: One set of basic lock picking needles and vises. One standard calvary leather saddle.
Moose colored gelding named Wind, purchased after an unfortuante (but later fortunate) encounter with a cyborg in a citadel battle gone awry.
Skills:
Swordsmanship Lvl 0
Basic sword training, can handle one foe with same level skill.
Lock picking Lvl 0
A recent skill, learned before he was introduced to Koran in the citadel. Can pick low-level locks in about thirty or so seconds.
Horsemanship Lvl 0
He can ride a horse at a walk without falling off. At a gallop he risks falling off if he doesn't hold on while crouched against the animals neck.
History: Came to Corone with his parents when he was only two, Bernard lived the average life of most farming children. It wasn't until his nineteenth birthday that he really felt the pull of the world around him and three months later, set off to find out anything and everything he could about the world around him that he had seen so little of. Over the course of four years, he earned his piecemeal armor, which he had just recently sold for 175 gp, which he gave to Koran, as well as his two steel short swords. Fell in love with a rather shady girl, who broke up with him only just recently, and is now in tow with the shape shifting cyborg Koran himself, who defeated him in a very poorly planned citadel battle along side another young human male.