Description
A stocky dwarf draws your gaze, his features clouded by the mass
of braided hair falling down both sides of his face, and then flowing
from his chin. Despite eyes that burn with the fervor of youth, his face
is wrinkled and shows the sign of many battles. His broad shoulders
swing precariously as he walks, his weapons smashing into whatever he
walks too closely to. His knuckles have small cracks upon the crown
of them and his callused fingers show signs of being used as weapons
themselves. Firmly rooted to the ground, his boots are more war torn than
any other garment upon him. The toe end of both boots are completely missing,
and all his hairy toes protrude. All except one. His left big toe
is missing, and only a small stump remains where it should be.
Role
Ontylirn's Formation
Added Thu Apr 14 23:24:09 2005 at level 23:
From his toes to his head. He is a dwarf.
Ontylirn is many things. One of them he is not, is mysterious.
He is a dwarf and thus likes ale, enjoys the intense heat of the Forge
and does not shy from the blood of war. He hates mages, for from his view
they have abandoned any path requiring strength of resolve, relying upon their ability
to draw from this magic to help them. He is loyal to his friends, though if crossed
or challenged, he will not step down from his stubborn ways.
He is particularly sensitive regarding one thing. He is missing the big toe
on his left foot, and when a child other dwarves often called him StumpToe in jest.
His speech.
Added Sat Apr 23 06:59:50 2005 at level 41:
Ontylirn, of obvious dwarven heritage has a strong accent. However, in the heat of
battle his tongue often falls into an even more primitive form, and resembles
the speech of a giant perhaps. Short, quick words, to acknowledge command
or to give advice.