Martooth
04-14-06, 11:21 PM
Name-Soluce Martooth
Age-50
Race-Demon
Gender-Male
Height-71 inches
Weight-176 pounds
Hair Color-White
Eye Color-Grey
Appearance
-Sol has that gleam in his eyes, the gleam of wisdom that comes only with age. Separate from his eyes his face has a youthful stern look to it, a tired soul in a young body. Physically, he’s in great shape. He has sinewy yet powerful physique that is marked with the scars of many years.
Personality
-Although he may appear to be the stern military type, he is simply a slave to routine and discipline. He thinks things through before acting and tries to rely on his better judgment. The most important thing to him is battle, he strives to attain perfection in every aspect of it, and it is his single uncontrollable addiction.
Weapons
-Iron Fists: Similar to plate gauntlets except modified to have improved coverage of each digit but doesn’t sacrifice range of motion. Allows the wearer to have weapons contact the inside of his hand but doesn’t allow him to catch things, such as swords.
Armor
-Iron Fists: Iron gloves that stretch up to the elbow and provide superior arm protection. Gloves are painted black and have leather padding on the inside, common make and quality.
Skills
-Hand-To-Hand: Sol is just barely above average in fighting with his hands and can fight opponents wielding blade and blunt weapons that are of less than average skill.
-Demonic Gift: Sol has greater than human capabilities in strength, speed, endurance, and sensory perception. He is able to move just a little bit faster, lift a little bit more, see a little farther, react a little faster, and run a little longer.
Items
1x Set of light summer clothes, black
1x Set of heavy winter clothes, black
2x Pair of mountain boots, black and brown
1x Bedroll
10x Military rations
2x Dark eye cover
History
-Soluce Martooth is the last of an unknown line of demons. The rest of his family was killed by soldiers when he was a newborn and he was assumed to be a stolen human baby and was adopted by a foster family. He never got along well with his step-family and was conflicted by the need to fight in some way with someone, no matter how much it got him in trouble. He eventually did things for the sole purpose of getting into a fight, stealing from merchants to fight with them, stealing from merchants to fight with guards, doing anything to get into a fight. As he got older it started becoming harder to maintain his fighting ways, prison food was becoming less and less tolerable. Fortunately there was a place for him. A place that was practically built just for him. The citadel. A mighty fortress of fighting, real fighting. Both men left the building but only one walked from the arena.
Although it took a lot of begging, an attack on a monk for refusal (Which resulted in a senseless near-death beating by a group of supposedly “peaceful” monks), Solace managed to get himself a permanent lodging at the Citadel, officially allowed only as training to become an Ai’Brone monk. Even though it wasn’t his intent, he has picked up several traits from them throughout his many years.
Age-50
Race-Demon
Gender-Male
Height-71 inches
Weight-176 pounds
Hair Color-White
Eye Color-Grey
Appearance
-Sol has that gleam in his eyes, the gleam of wisdom that comes only with age. Separate from his eyes his face has a youthful stern look to it, a tired soul in a young body. Physically, he’s in great shape. He has sinewy yet powerful physique that is marked with the scars of many years.
Personality
-Although he may appear to be the stern military type, he is simply a slave to routine and discipline. He thinks things through before acting and tries to rely on his better judgment. The most important thing to him is battle, he strives to attain perfection in every aspect of it, and it is his single uncontrollable addiction.
Weapons
-Iron Fists: Similar to plate gauntlets except modified to have improved coverage of each digit but doesn’t sacrifice range of motion. Allows the wearer to have weapons contact the inside of his hand but doesn’t allow him to catch things, such as swords.
Armor
-Iron Fists: Iron gloves that stretch up to the elbow and provide superior arm protection. Gloves are painted black and have leather padding on the inside, common make and quality.
Skills
-Hand-To-Hand: Sol is just barely above average in fighting with his hands and can fight opponents wielding blade and blunt weapons that are of less than average skill.
-Demonic Gift: Sol has greater than human capabilities in strength, speed, endurance, and sensory perception. He is able to move just a little bit faster, lift a little bit more, see a little farther, react a little faster, and run a little longer.
Items
1x Set of light summer clothes, black
1x Set of heavy winter clothes, black
2x Pair of mountain boots, black and brown
1x Bedroll
10x Military rations
2x Dark eye cover
History
-Soluce Martooth is the last of an unknown line of demons. The rest of his family was killed by soldiers when he was a newborn and he was assumed to be a stolen human baby and was adopted by a foster family. He never got along well with his step-family and was conflicted by the need to fight in some way with someone, no matter how much it got him in trouble. He eventually did things for the sole purpose of getting into a fight, stealing from merchants to fight with them, stealing from merchants to fight with guards, doing anything to get into a fight. As he got older it started becoming harder to maintain his fighting ways, prison food was becoming less and less tolerable. Fortunately there was a place for him. A place that was practically built just for him. The citadel. A mighty fortress of fighting, real fighting. Both men left the building but only one walked from the arena.
Although it took a lot of begging, an attack on a monk for refusal (Which resulted in a senseless near-death beating by a group of supposedly “peaceful” monks), Solace managed to get himself a permanent lodging at the Citadel, officially allowed only as training to become an Ai’Brone monk. Even though it wasn’t his intent, he has picked up several traits from them throughout his many years.