Description
Looming before you is a bronze skinned being of mountainous size. His
proportions and appearance are similar to those one would find with a humans
though he stands half again as tall and equally wide. His shoulders span as
wide as most doorways and anchors an immensely thick neck. Fixed atop his
neck is the head of a proud looking bull. His fierce blue eyed gaze is
anything but cow-like however and glares about with an almost hostile gaze.
His long horns sweep outward and forward before ending in murderous upturned
points up and to either side of his snout. His breath comes in great, slow
huffs, as if his massive chest were a bellows fanning some internal fire.
Indeed when his ire is stoke steam often jets from his nose and mouth. A long
tasseled tail flicks behind his bovine lower quarters and his cloven hooves
often stamp and stomp with his mood. Two more reminders that this beast is
anything but human.
Role
Thuul's just stubborn. He's not going to let this get to him.
Added Sun Aug 12 14:56:07 2007 at level 49:
But Thuul has dared Siloreelo to toss him out before so he's not going to be overly concerned about this.
Thuul is forced to admit when he patrols in the middle of the night.
Added Sat Aug 11 20:47:52 2007 at level 49:
That he is the worst Vindicator that never was.
Building a better Lawman
Added Sun Aug 12 09:52:46 2007 at level 49:
He has reach Maturity for a minotaur and now is beginning to contemplate (In a dim-witted fashion) why things are the way they are.
It's time for him to start acting more responsibly, and conform a bit more to the letter of the law.
With a ten charisma and a head full of horns, he will never be mayor, but he can at least be good at what he does.
A lot of this has been over whelming to him. It's hard to keep track of who's called him a cow or some other spurious insult.
It's time he stokes his anger a bit, and saves it for at the moment insults. Though a few grudges are to good to let go.
Got tired of Nexus.
Added Sun Aug 5 16:40:50 2007 at level 37:
Enough of them become criminals that he can have his cake and eat it too.
Killing them is more of a hobby.
40
Added Thu Aug 2 23:01:17 2007 at level 33:
That's at least how many real life hours I have stood in front of the Spire entrance. Trying to show my commitment.
Clarification on my last entry.
Added Thu Aug 2 10:54:33 2007 at level 32:
I am ignoring them because they are jerks and not because I'm worried about my shinies.
OOC: Burzmarh and Jukus
Added Thu Aug 2 10:42:51 2007 at level 32:
After a series of what I thought were good fights, I lost and was subsequently FL/FS and taunted buy Burzmarh. Later Jukus had an existential melt down and more or less promissed the same when Thuul wouldn't come fight him on his terms.
Because of this, beyond what is required of Cabal business, Thuul isn't interacting with them. So when they are challenging him and crying about what ever imagined injustice, he will not be responding to them.
Like flies, he instinctivly shoos them away with a filck of his tail or a flap of his ear. At least until one lands in his pie. (Pie being a Metaphore for Cabal business.)
Bull-headedness.
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Thuul is, well, Bull-Headed. Insults aren't easily, if ever forgotten.
He's angry over how Siloreel and Itennu treated him, and is on the verge of throttling Haebrum.
He's not a gnome or an elf like they seem to want. Talking to him about love and kisses and some good and proper manners is not a realistic course of action with him.
He's got in him an achitypical Hulking Gate guardaian mentality. A guard bull who's loyal even if kicked, but will horn his master if kicked to hard.
Note all followers are easily lead, some will allways be on the verge of rebellion, or insubordinate. Maethron, spoke with him and did much to come to understand Thuul.
At least, he heard Thuul out before sticking to his policies and sending him back to Siloreel.
Here again the bull reared his head. Siloreel instructed Thuul to meet with Itennu who would or would not recomend him for Siloreel to speek with him.
This set Thuul off because 1, he has little reguard for Itennu's ability. 2, He had been fighting and dying for the Spire for three asgaardian days AFTER his initial fight with Siloreel. (30 - 40 asgaardian hours) and 3, Maethron had instructed
Cont: instructed him to speak with Siloreel. More bickering ensued and Thuul still is not a magistrate. By the Gods of all shades though, he's still fargin trying!
(Note: Haebrum) Haebrum called him a coward and a cow. He's neither, he is a raging bull at times who does so feel the need to skewer people who call him such things.
My personal war against the Nexuns.
Added Thu Aug 2 09:59:25 2007 at level 32:
Is a result of Xilia telling Thuul to trust her then, trying to change his sex with a wand of sorts. Then she goaded him for being angry and called him an agen t of Chaos.
Those aren't fluffy Bunny ears on his head, they are horns.
It's the Minotaur stupid!
It will continue until Xilia is dead, no longer a Nexun. It will be savage and opportunistic. It's war, not a duel.
If she appologizes, that would end it as well. So, basicly it's eternal.
There are Thief-Catchers, and there are Thief-Crushers.
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I hate thieves, HATE THEM! MRAAAAW!
All I can do to keep from crushing them on sight. The cur that took my
potions didnt earn them! He didnt take the coin used to buy them from a
cooling body!
He didnt break my neckwell, nobody couldBut the point is, he can not
face me, so he wont.
Oh, and damn those that do, how they knock me senseless I cant figureI
thought I was bull headed enough to ignore their stings. Bah, Magic, must be.
Oh the day will come, oh it will come when I figure out the shadows and crush
their bones!
The Beginning.
Added Mon Jul 23 20:46:56 2007 at level 7:
Early in his life Thuul was taken by Minotaur priests into the woods and left
to return on his own as a test of strength and survival. Unarmed save for his
wits and budding horns, he found himself pursued by huntsman hell bent on
slaughtering him. At first he wasnt certain what he was supposed to do, he
wasnt afraid, just uncertain. Some instinct lead him to run toward that
which was familiar and he found himself crashing through the trees toward the
gates of Seantryn Modan.
As he barreled through the guards shouting caused him to turn and see the
guards accosting one of the huntsmen, and shortly there after his two
companions when the tried to free him. He turned and bumped muzzle first into
the chest of the High Priest.
Youll live a while longer than most was all the priest said before turning
on a hoof and Leaving.
Through out his life he witnessed the authority the guardsmen had as well as
the respect the commanded. Even more impressive were the Magistrates, who he
quickly learned superseded all the guard when it came to Guild Justice.
Thieves cuffed, a Powerful Ancient Mage brought up short in his retribution
against a barbarian by the youthful exuberance of a green-horned warrior.
His admiration and respect for them led to him emulating them, and over time
his savage side was softened by an appreciation for Law and Order. His
ferocity however remains unchecked and he longs for the day when he will be
allowed to try out for a post in the ranks of the Blood Tribunal.