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''Yet another plodding figure clad in steel from head to toe walks the streets of the Cage, weariness expressed in every motion. When--or if--he removes the helm, an equally fatigued | ''Yet another plodding figure clad in steel from head to toe walks the streets of the Cage, weariness expressed in every motion. When--or if--he removes the helm, an equally fatigued expression is revealed with a solemn tone of voice to match.'' | ||
==Physical Appearance== | |||
Mathurin is an unremarkable character in most respects. Even with broad shoulders and significant muscle, he doesn't exactly stand out above the crowd at 5'10 nor act the part of a basher. His perfectly bald head, smashed nose and scarred face likewise fail at evoking the image of a handsome man, if he was even that to begin with. His posture at least is straight, though this factor is also marred by the occasional difficulty he has with muscle spasms and other signs of weakness. The way he tells it, this is just the natural result of a lifetime spent fighting. Ancient scars peeking beyond his shirt sleeves and collar attest to this claim. His hands are clumsy and calloused, ill-suited to any craft beyond holding plow or sword. In fact there is often dirt visible in between the creases of his fingers and on the backs of his hands, something which may suggest he does more than grip a blade. | |||
==Demeanor== | |||
Like his appearance, Mathurin's expressions of emotion are far from memorable. He possesses a passable modicum of courtesy and knowledge of social mores, and his apparent inability to show a temper--instead only growing stiff--mute any semblance of offensive or hostile behavior toward those in Sigil. More easily affected by melancholy or grief than joy, his smiles are nevertheless frequent if lacking in strength. | |||
under construction* | |||
Revision as of 22:15, 28 October 2014
| Mathurin | |||||||
| Male Positai | |||||||
| Player: CraughSPL | |||||||
| [[Image:|300x600px|]] |
| General Information | ||||||||||
| Full Name: | Mathurin | |||||||||
| Nicknames: | None | |||||||||
| Age: | By appearance, late twenties or early thirties | |||||||||
| Deity: | Ehlonna | |||||||||
| Alignment: |
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| Occupation: | Hunter, Mercykiller | |||||||||
| Faction/Rank: | Red Death - Namer | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Beastlands - Grove of the Unicorns | |||||||||
| Physical Attributes | ||||||||||
| Height: | 5'10 without armor, 6'2 with | |||||||||
| Weight: | 220 lb | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Dull emerald | |||||||||
| Hair: | Light brown | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Light skinned, deeply tanned | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Stocky | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Bald, full beard | |||||||||
| Skills | ||||||||||
| Tracking, Wilderness Survival, Combat | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Items | ||||||||||
| Full plate, sword and board | ||||||||||
Yet another plodding figure clad in steel from head to toe walks the streets of the Cage, weariness expressed in every motion. When--or if--he removes the helm, an equally fatigued expression is revealed with a solemn tone of voice to match.
Physical Appearance
Mathurin is an unremarkable character in most respects. Even with broad shoulders and significant muscle, he doesn't exactly stand out above the crowd at 5'10 nor act the part of a basher. His perfectly bald head, smashed nose and scarred face likewise fail at evoking the image of a handsome man, if he was even that to begin with. His posture at least is straight, though this factor is also marred by the occasional difficulty he has with muscle spasms and other signs of weakness. The way he tells it, this is just the natural result of a lifetime spent fighting. Ancient scars peeking beyond his shirt sleeves and collar attest to this claim. His hands are clumsy and calloused, ill-suited to any craft beyond holding plow or sword. In fact there is often dirt visible in between the creases of his fingers and on the backs of his hands, something which may suggest he does more than grip a blade.
Demeanor
Like his appearance, Mathurin's expressions of emotion are far from memorable. He possesses a passable modicum of courtesy and knowledge of social mores, and his apparent inability to show a temper--instead only growing stiff--mute any semblance of offensive or hostile behavior toward those in Sigil. More easily affected by melancholy or grief than joy, his smiles are nevertheless frequent if lacking in strength. under construction*