Stormmaker
Villager
Name: Jacob Grham
Nickname/Alias: "The Eye", was given due to high skills and works during his time as a farmer and following that, a hunter, catching many malicous animals attempting to harm his farms or corps, before they could even get near the fences.
Later on as a hunter, could have spotted a deer and kill it, before the deer could even notice it has been spoted.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Nord, born to one of the last Nord tribes, escaping the great masscare done the years before, hiding in the cold mountains at the north of the land in an area called "Europe" by the commoners in the area, the land's real name is forgotten in old dusty books, in the royal library.
Height: About 1 meter and 75 cm.
Weight: Weights about 70 kilograms, most of it being muscles of hard dailiy work in the fields.
Hair: Brown short hair, styled in a way of a pony tail that is coverd by a rusty helmet, that is a familiy tradition to pass it from father to son in the son's first hunting trip.
Eyes: Dark blue eyes, in the color of the great sea of the land.
Skin: A tanned skin, remarking a well rosted bacon that is coverd by honey.
Identifying Marks: A big rusty helmet over his head that he never takes off, no matter what. A great scar near his left cheek, caused by a reasons he rather not to talk about, but does re-assamble a wolf's paw. Wears a plain cyan robe, that was given to him in his 18th birthday, made by the best tailors of his tribe. Thick strong hands, it is very easy to spot a long mark on them, from the dailiy hold and useage of the hoe or the axe, for the trees he has been working with since his childhood.
Appearance: A blue-cyan shirt, a rusty mask, worn out shoes made out of cheap leather, a small farmer's knife in his pocket that is clearly seen on his belt.
Strengths: A man, capable of mastering the bow with his long hard training, but his training was against animals so rather effective against them rather than humans. Can work with the field and wood cuter's axe with his big strong arms, hands and skill that he have purchased with the hard years of his work with them. As being a nord, his head is naturally very strong, and immune to many shocks that can be caused to it.
Weaknesses and fears: Fears terribly of death, can not stand resist helping a person in danger even if it is a trick to hurt his own life. Have an un-rational scare of wolves, tamed or not, he can not live nor go by them without getting a harsh cruel flashback from his youth. Can not handle any magician or reading, as he was never taught to read, only to work the field every day. Being a young man, he can not resist any lissure presented to him, even with all the hard training he recived in his life course.
Religion and cults: Belives in the high lords and kings of the realm, a fanatic to the faith and will kill him self in the cause of keeping it as the only true religon. Does not belive in physical items, and will never worship them, but only the story or anything describing the high kings.
Profession: A farmer, wood cutter and a hunter.
Nickname/Alias: "The Eye", was given due to high skills and works during his time as a farmer and following that, a hunter, catching many malicous animals attempting to harm his farms or corps, before they could even get near the fences.
Later on as a hunter, could have spotted a deer and kill it, before the deer could even notice it has been spoted.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Nord, born to one of the last Nord tribes, escaping the great masscare done the years before, hiding in the cold mountains at the north of the land in an area called "Europe" by the commoners in the area, the land's real name is forgotten in old dusty books, in the royal library.
Height: About 1 meter and 75 cm.
Weight: Weights about 70 kilograms, most of it being muscles of hard dailiy work in the fields.
Hair: Brown short hair, styled in a way of a pony tail that is coverd by a rusty helmet, that is a familiy tradition to pass it from father to son in the son's first hunting trip.
Eyes: Dark blue eyes, in the color of the great sea of the land.
Skin: A tanned skin, remarking a well rosted bacon that is coverd by honey.
Identifying Marks: A big rusty helmet over his head that he never takes off, no matter what. A great scar near his left cheek, caused by a reasons he rather not to talk about, but does re-assamble a wolf's paw. Wears a plain cyan robe, that was given to him in his 18th birthday, made by the best tailors of his tribe. Thick strong hands, it is very easy to spot a long mark on them, from the dailiy hold and useage of the hoe or the axe, for the trees he has been working with since his childhood.
Appearance: A blue-cyan shirt, a rusty mask, worn out shoes made out of cheap leather, a small farmer's knife in his pocket that is clearly seen on his belt.
Strengths: A man, capable of mastering the bow with his long hard training, but his training was against animals so rather effective against them rather than humans. Can work with the field and wood cuter's axe with his big strong arms, hands and skill that he have purchased with the hard years of his work with them. As being a nord, his head is naturally very strong, and immune to many shocks that can be caused to it.
Weaknesses and fears: Fears terribly of death, can not stand resist helping a person in danger even if it is a trick to hurt his own life. Have an un-rational scare of wolves, tamed or not, he can not live nor go by them without getting a harsh cruel flashback from his youth. Can not handle any magician or reading, as he was never taught to read, only to work the field every day. Being a young man, he can not resist any lissure presented to him, even with all the hard training he recived in his life course.
Religion and cults: Belives in the high lords and kings of the realm, a fanatic to the faith and will kill him self in the cause of keeping it as the only true religon. Does not belive in physical items, and will never worship them, but only the story or anything describing the high kings.
Profession: A farmer, wood cutter and a hunter.