Quiet_Cool
Learning to Fly
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Name: Dust
Race: Dwarf
Age: 120 yrs.
Gender: Male
Description: Standing to four feet, and a few odd inches, Dust is fairly muscular from his working and his battle, but not so bulky to restrict his movement. He has long, light blue hair, hanging to his waist, and a blue beard, and often dresses in miner's clothing, preferring that to his battle armor.
Bio: One of the few remaining of his clan, which once was rich though they held little influence. Most of his ancestors' bloodlines ended when Rockholm was attacked, beginning the great war.
A miner by trade, but pressed upon to fight when necessary, he began to train as a warrior at a young age. This training was impressed by his father, who lived with the impression that he had been robbed of his heritage by the elves in fateful attack. Having learned well with both an axe, and with the short sword, Dust would prefer his shovel and pickaxe to any weapon. He respects his family's heritage as well as his father, and will stop at nothing to restore their pride, but wishes ultimately that they would merely accept their fate and live as peaceful miners.
Let me know if I screwed up anywhere. I wanted him to be old enough to be fairly wise, but young enough to be effective in battle without too many aches and pains afterward. Also, I wanted him to know humility more than pride.
Oh, and sorry for the delay...thought processes not as fast as they should be...
Race: Dwarf
Age: 120 yrs.
Gender: Male
Description: Standing to four feet, and a few odd inches, Dust is fairly muscular from his working and his battle, but not so bulky to restrict his movement. He has long, light blue hair, hanging to his waist, and a blue beard, and often dresses in miner's clothing, preferring that to his battle armor.
Bio: One of the few remaining of his clan, which once was rich though they held little influence. Most of his ancestors' bloodlines ended when Rockholm was attacked, beginning the great war.
A miner by trade, but pressed upon to fight when necessary, he began to train as a warrior at a young age. This training was impressed by his father, who lived with the impression that he had been robbed of his heritage by the elves in fateful attack. Having learned well with both an axe, and with the short sword, Dust would prefer his shovel and pickaxe to any weapon. He respects his family's heritage as well as his father, and will stop at nothing to restore their pride, but wishes ultimately that they would merely accept their fate and live as peaceful miners.
Let me know if I screwed up anywhere. I wanted him to be old enough to be fairly wise, but young enough to be effective in battle without too many aches and pains afterward. Also, I wanted him to know humility more than pride.
Oh, and sorry for the delay...thought processes not as fast as they should be...
