» Fri Dec 31, 2010 12:27 pm
Name: Ullrik Heart-Fang
Race: Nord
Class: Custom; Ulfhednar ( Wolf-Warrior of Odin)
Major Skills: Strength, Endurance, Athletics, Long-Blade, Intelligence, Armorer
Minor Skills: Agility, Sneak, Marksman, Block, Destruction, Hand to Hand
Weapons of choice: Claymore, 'Frost-Fang', Bow, Sword
Appearance: briast length straight white hair w/ white mutton chops, Pale alabaster white skin (albino), eyes; silver, w/ right eye missing (replaced w/ silver), scar(s); right side of face, ink-vine scar from forehead, through right eye down to jaw, 6-10" height, Thin Muscular build, Tattoo(s); Deer-skull right briast, Wolf paw left briast, Wolf over human heart on center back
Background: Great grandson of Tharsten Heart-Fang, Lord-Disciple of Hircine, Lord of Wolves, Captain of the Ulfhednar, Defender of the Weak, Terror of the Dark-Hearted
Began life with mother who was [censored] and cut apart before his eyes in a raid by opposing tribe who stabbed him and left him for dead. Surviving but orphaned at 8 years of age, He is found and raised by an uncle (black smith, former pit-fighter), The remainder of childhood spent learning black smithing, sword-play. Learned to hunt with the bow and hand to hand combat by watching, studying, and communing with the wolf-packs in the forests surrounding his uncle's forge. At age 18 uncle dies in raid by Reavers while Ullrik is out hunting. Age 19 he hunts down and kills all 20 Reavers one by one, finally cornering their leader, he performs the 'Blood Eagle' by cutting the ribs of the Reaver leader by the spine, breaking the ribs so they resembled blood-stained wings, and pulling his lungs out. Age 20 seeks out the tribe that killed his mother...Part of personal history missing though reports indicate the whole sale slaughter of an army of 100 men at the border between Skyrim and Cryodiil...The sole survivor half mad and starved claiming that the wolves had attacked and hunted the survivors down led by a 'Tall pale man' who showed no mercy and consumed the hearts of the dead and dying while allowing his wolves to feast upon the flesh of his comrades...
How's That?