MacLasiar
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Male Human
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Player: Mac Forgeman
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General Information
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Full Name:
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MacLasiar 'Steelarm' O'Fearghail of Soot Hall
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Nicknames:
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Mac, Big Mac, Laddeh, Mortal
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Age:
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28
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Deity:
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Moradin, the Soul Forger
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Alignment:
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LG
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LN
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LE
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NG
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TN
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NE
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CG
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CN
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CE
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Occupation:
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Craftsman of armor and weapons of all sorts, also a paladin
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Faction/Rank:
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Planes-Militant
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Place of Birth:
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Tir na Og
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Physical Attributes
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Height:
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6'1"
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Weight:
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240 pounds
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Eyes:
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Verdantly green
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Hair:
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Robust and soulless ginger
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Complexion:
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Bronzed
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Physical Build:
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Thick in all places, 'Brick Outhouse'
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Physical Features:
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A thick, nigh-perfect beard and a well-maintained mane of hair
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Skills
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Advanced though unorthodox engineering, crafting, combat, religious topics
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Equipment and Items
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Exalted Plate of The High Archons, Tir Valholl, and "Starstreak"
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The Simple Stuff
Paladin. Craftsman. Dedicate. Three simple words to define the Paladin of Moradin that walks the planes with a heavy shield and even heavier hammer. Utterly devoted to the defense of the causes of Good, MacLasiar 'Steelarm' O'Fearghail makes for an interesting sight, most of the time. Brass-bronze armor plated with blessed Celestial metals protects his frame, tossed over with a tabard of a fierce and angered stag. A shield half the size of his body sits on his left arm, whilst a hammer that easily weighs a hundred pounds rests in the tightly gripped gauntlet emblazoned with the Anvil-and-Flame of Moradin. Often he dons a cowl laced with chain on the inside, his eyes and beard a clear visage for his enemies. Where one would expect a Trade-accented tongue to spill from the mouth of a human, the distinct and roiling dwarvish that comes from his mouth is an oddity, and often it is dwarvish slurs and curses that leave him in the heat of combat.
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