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Mana Personal Name: Kurdran Briggs Age: 32 Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Class: Sentinel Race: N/A Rank: D-rank Guild: Guildless Tattoo: Much brighter blue tattoo than others situated on the palm of his hand. Face: A dwarf slayer from the warhammer franchise Appearance Height: 148 centimeters Mohawk Length: 20 centimeters Weight: 90 kg Hair: Bright Orange Eyes: darkish blue Overall: Kurdran is a very stocky person, due to his short standing, yet wideish stature. His neck is pretty short, not that you can see it from most of his beard and hair hiding most of its surrounding areas most of the time. His clothes are typically a bit rough and tumble, and most of the time he lacks a shirt, showing off his defined muscly body, brightly pink in color. Kurdran rarely wears shoes, thinking them very uncomfortable, and pantsvise he usually wears shorts. If he is forced to wear something fancy, he has a vest and brown slippers to pull upon his feet. His hair is typically either laying down across his body like a big poncho without a headhole, or in a relative control as a humongous mohawk on top of his head. His beard typically hangs down across his belly, but sometimes when he feels the need to look a bit more fancy, he might tie it into a fancy knot, resembling a tie. Despite its tightness, its surprisingly easy to open up with a single pull. Extra: He has lots of tattoos from back home, due to how cool and iconic they would be. Over the years the amount just kind of kept growing, until they pretty much adorned his upper body. Despite this, he has no guild defining tattoo on him, adventurer that he is. other clothing he wears usually includes wristguards, and a simple belt. (way more so than in the picture.) He usually keeps his mohawk up with simply a ton of hair gel, or a teeny tiny bit of magic. Personality Personality: Kurdran is a pretty stereotypical warrior and overall, his muscle mass tends to overshadow whatever brain functions he has. Most of the time if he is forced upon a decision, he will go for the more straightforward answer instead of thinking of, what happens next. However, this simplicity usually makes his initial reaction to new people decently positive, if he hasn`t been warned to be careful of them in advance. However, There are a couple of exceptions that make him completely different, almost contradictively so. When it comes to taking care of his hair and beard, he can get very nitpicky, outright using a comb everyday to take out the fleas and any sort of thing stuck on it. More so, is for how long he can just sit still and listen to other people speak out their own ventures, with him just casually nodding along and reacting to any big twists along the way. However, Kurdran can also be very boastful of his own successes when it comes to his turn to tell the story. Usually the story he tells is just his own perspective of the situation, but sometimes if he feels like he is losing, he tries to add some kind of sprinkle of extra excitement. Whether it actually sinks or not is up to the listener. Sadly, he usually ends up losing if the enemy tries the same thing, since he is naive enough to believe most of it. Kurdran tends to be very rough with anyone he comes across, be it friend or foe. Since he runs on emotions, this has created plenty of situations where he has hurt people just by being too quick to spring to action. In combat, he tends to be pretty relentless, usually just armoring himself up and charging in, dealing with the consequences later, as he continues chasing whoever his target ends up being. However, he does know how his magic can be used surprisingly efficiently, which might catch his opponents off-guard. He is also very easy to command to do something, except if it leaves a fight unfinished. He has to be really convinced out of anything he does, without making him feel frustrated afterwards. Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Hairs breadth. Magic Element: Lightning Magic Description: A type of magic for very specifically gifted individuals, which allows the person to control, grow and shorten their body hair as their magic power allows. As expected, the more hair the better. This includes simple things just as hardening the hair to be as hard as iron, and making it as sharp as swords into more silly appliances such as walking around or lifting items octopus style. However, it can also be used to store static electricity to imbue attacks, which involve the use of his hair. Despite all this, the users hair retains most of hairs natural qualities, allowing them to grow themselves a furcoat for cold air among other uses. Overall the techniques of this kind of magic will be Debuff, supplementary and defensive spells. Though defensive techniques can render the hair more resistant to fire, There will most likely be burn damage, which emits a horrible smell into the air. The hair can also be severed, and depending on the amount removed and the users magical power, might take a little while to regenerate. History History: Since childhood, Kurdran has always been very naive. Having been born in a tribe of people situated in the perilous Sieghart mountains, Kurdran was always surrounded by adults keeping him stuck in their small campsite. The tribe was nomadic and hunted the beasts of the mountains and lived off the plants off the land, occasionally visiting the greater cities such as oak town on their travels. At Kurdrans age, these places were usually a bit too big for his little mind to comprehend, making him outright scared of visiting them. On some days, the group gathered around a huge bonfire, and told stories of the world around them, though usually the stories for the children were made to be more of a warning in a sense, to make them avoid leaving and doing things alone. However, occasionally they rescued some merchant or adventurer, who got lost in the perilous terrain... And thats when the children rejoiced. The stories they told were the perfectly sized snippets into the dangerous and exciting world, not the one the parents were talking about. These adventurers had seen cities made of ice, Beasts like the lizards of the ground, but a hundred times their size. Kurdran was in awe. He tended to always latch onto whomever they saved like an annoying bug, wanting to know more and more. Eventually, At the age of twenty, this behaviour caught the ire of his other tribe members. The poor boy was still naive enough to believe whatever the visitors told them. And thus, with the tribe trusting him with some of their info, he showed the visitors some treasures their tribe had... only for them to take them to use for "greater good". And Kurdran of course ate it all up. At this point Kurdran had grown into a decent fighter however, with his hair growth being absolutely massive compared to anybody else. Jokefully some based it around his stunted growth, which was almost a little bit of revenge for what he was unknowingly doing. Kurdran proceeded to make himself more and more intimidating, adding tattoos onto his upper body for each successful hunt, A tiny swirl for every single story he heard, and any scar he would recieve, he would treasure and show off with childish glee. This excitement continued on, as he got his first taste of learning how to do magic. Most of the tribes magic was based around some part of the body, and with Kurdrans rare "talent", It was natural which he chose. it was unique, and he knew not many others would have a similar thing. His hair became pretty much what some people would call armor, and most of the villagers agreed, that he was worthy to keep around. He helped the group fend off many wild animal attacks, and some other more obvious highwaymen from destroying his home. However, one day, on his 32nd birthday, this moderately happy tribesman life came to an end, as he got exiled after he hit the final straw. Apparently he outright ended up holding back one of the warriors of the tribe from attacking a clear thief, that had once again bribed him with stories and showings of other countries. After a small council, he was given a bag of food and beer, and left into the wilderness, threatened with arrows if he dared to come back. For Kurdran himself, he calmed his feelings with childish thought of "Well, I wanted to do things my own way anyway! I am just gonna grow dust into my hairs in there. I`ll show you all that I`ll be the greatest person you`ve ever seen! Watch me!" With this loud boast, he traveled alone, having memorized the trip to one of the big cities from all the trips. Oak town. Now he has finally begun to regret his actions, and wants to apologize to his tribe for what he did. However, he will most likely learn, that penance is much harder to earn than you would think. Reference: Sporky |
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