Description
Long brown hair flecked with gray kept from his face by braiding tops this
man's head. The look in his piercing green eyes gives the impression that
he stands a bit taller than his six foot frame would allow. His armor while
apparently second hand, appears to have been recently polished.
His skin looks to be rough and weathered as if he is either older than he
appears or spent his entire life outdoors. A rich earthy scent permeates
the air near him.
Role
past
Added Mon Nov 17 13:38:31 2003 at level 6:
he grew up on a farm. A happy simple life. Until the empire expanded...
his father could no longer afford the taxes levied by the empire to get
produce to market, the family fled to Galadon. Eventually the empire caught
to his father, slaying him for his debts, the tribunals in Galadon stood by
and turned a deaf ear to his father's screams.
It begins.
Added Thu Nov 20 14:46:59 2003 at level 12:
After the empire troops left, he quickly pulled some armor and weapons
from a hidden cache his father had kept. Family heirlooms from a man long
since dead. He dressed himself in those things that did not fall apart and
set about the business of learning the trade of a warrior. So that one day
He could declare war on the vile and oppressive empire.
So many things change...
Added Fri Dec 5 01:39:26 2003 at level 32:
Since his youth he has met a relatively friendly necromancer, and two assassins
who sought to relieve themselves of the taint of darkness upon them.
Since his war has become one not just with the empire but with evil itself,
He feels that turing even one from the dark is a far greater victory than
a slaying. Though his rage against the empire still holds strongly to him,
many a time he will speak to one of the dark to try to show them a different
path. Once in thier presence though, if they have not spoken of anything peaceful
before he is still quick with his spear to make a different kind of point.
Teapots and Soucivi.
Added Mon Feb 2 14:58:21 2004 at level 51:
After promising a teapot to Soucivi and never delivering, Lerrik is a bit
obsessed over teapots. An unfinished quest that haunts even his dreams.