» Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:35 pm
Too many soft ashskins in this group.... Need some hardy scale. I'll toss in my shaman, who I have tried to make work in several rps now and still wish to try again.
Name: Hel'Resquein
Nickname: Hides-His-Heart
Race: Argonian (Cyrodiilian breed)
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Birth Sign: The Thief
Focus: Magic, Combat.
Skills: Mysticism, Illusion, Alchemy, Blunt, Light Armor, Block, Destruction.
Class: Rogue Shaman
Class Description: From the depths of Black Marsh Hel'Resquein was raised as the Tribe Shaman's son, and so learned the ways of the Shaman. To be wise, caring, helpful, protective. To be knowledgeable, dependable, determined, and faithful. To strengthen his spirit beyond the bounds of common mortals, to bring forth from the world powers lying dormant and unseen. To be a guide and model for his people.
General Appearance: Built like a man, yet fashioned to be a lizard. Such is the appearance of all Argonians. Hides-His-Heart does little to deviate from such a thing. Well built, he is athletic and strong, lean and agile like his people. He often uses his tail like a third arm, which serves to unnerve many. He generally gives an air of coldness towards others, and looks bothered when addressed more than happy to converse. His eyes are forced from their thin, angry-slit visage when he is caught off guard and surprised, or genuinely concerned. His scales are a dark, crimson red, and two trails of green run under his small reptilian ears, under his eyes, and to his nostrils. Two likewise aqua green trails of scales line his shoulder blades, coming over his shoulder to frame his collar bone.
Hair: Where hair should be there are two fins, which extend from the general area of his brow. They are prone to opening and closing like little wings.
Eye Color: Deep Gold, seem to glow in the darkness.
Height: 5' 9"
Tattoos/Scars: He wears the tattoo of his stature within his tribe. http://www.tribalshapes.com/img/tattoos/phoenix-2.jpg, it signifies the ascension of the soul to a higher plane, of either knowledge or existence, and symbolizes that his soul is ascended, and he is gifted among his people. He has many scars of blades and bruises of attacks upon his arms.
Mental Description: There is a reason he is called Hides-His-Heart by those who know him; besides the fact that few know his true name. He is cold, calculating, and generally self-centered. Quick tempered and rarely self-controlling, he could snap for any reason.
However, he is mostly reserved and anti-social, not seeking to make a friend or communicate with others outside of violence. Indeed, it often seems that combat is the best way to find his heart.
Of course, his training as a youth dictates he must give aide, so he is not above helping others. But he will often help another impassively and dutifully, rather than personally.
Weapons: A club with two rows of iron spikes attached.
Clothing/Armor: He wears a battlerobe of sorts, which does not look to be of Marsh-make. Grey, it is plated in a fashion similar to the orcish armors ?small squares of metal set in the cloth like tiles- and the cloth itself is two layers of wool, with leather woven between them. The metal tiles run along his back, chest, and on the thigh trains of the robe. The sleeves come to his elbows, and two leather bracers are tied on his forearms. Leather boots come up to his knees, and the robe's wool pants tuck into the boots.
Clothing/Armor least worn: When not garbed in a battle robe, Hides-His-Heart prefers the loincloths of his native people (which he wears under the robe anyways) or a worn green travel robe.
Inventory: A mortar and pestle. He also carries in various pouches on the leather belt he wears ingredients to potions and poisons. His store is vast, as the pouches are each the size of two fists and wrap around him. Somewhere in there is gold, a map, and a journal.
Misc:
-He is very racist. While one could befriend him, your chances are much improved if you are an Argonian.
-Being a Shaman of unknown tribes of the marsh, his magic is not exactly commonplace. Much of what he performs as a Shaman could be categorized as mysticism by scholars, even if it could fit in other schools. However, his shamanic magic requires concentration and often a meditative state to perform.
-Likewise from his mysterious origins, his potion brews are not always Mage's Guild standard fodder. He is known to make heavy use of metals and minerals in his works, along with standard organic ingredients.
Bio: Born to an obscure tribe in the depths of Argonia, Hel'Resquein was the son of the Shaman. As such, he held a lofty position amongst his people, and his training was from early on to temper his soul for his life's work.
But at the age of 20, when his training reached its apex and he was to lick the Hist tree, be named, and become an advlt, disaster struck. The ceremony complete, the tattooing done, Hel'Resquein lay upon his reed bed stomach down; and experienced his first vision.
He has never spoken of it, even to his father, but what he saw cut Hel'Resquein to his very core. The next day, as a brand new Shaman to his people while his father drew nearer to death, he inexplicably left the tribe. He learned arts that a Shaman would be shamed to know; how to fight, how to kill, how to damage that which he should have been quelling, protecting, and healing. He left the homeland of Argonia and struck out into Tamriel with a temperamental fervor. It seems that with each year he ages, his training as a Shaman diminishes within him.