Naloril Glordukr (Finished)
Mar 15, 2009 16:34:55 GMT -5
Post by Featherwick on Mar 15, 2009 16:34:55 GMT -5
Full Name: Naloril Glordukr
Other name: Nalo
Race:: Dwarf
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Bregan Hold
Age: 60
Gender: Male
Birthday: 06/08
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Long knotted brown hair that reaches about an inch below his neck.
Weight: 212 lbs
Height: 4'
Magic User: No
Preferred Weapon(s): Nalo prefers to use a large spiked hammer. The hammer's head is about as wide as a man's chest, and about as long as a small dwarf child is tall. (Bout 2 feet) It has a wooden shaft made of elm, that is enchanted so that it will never break. He also carries a shield with the symbol of Ingeitum on it.
Personality: Nalo is a hearty cheerful dwarf that loves what most dwarfs love, a good ol' cup of beer. He is a care free, and party loving dwarf. He uses both of these to hide his grief over his brother's surprise death. He will be the one to finish arguments. He can be serious and threatening one second, calm and cool another, or a loud laughing buffoon another. Nalo loves to boast his own strength, and thinks that he is the greatest warrior to ever live.
He is a good tactical leader, and inspired many dwarfs to raise their own hammer against the Empire. Nalo is very persuasive for a dwarf, which often helped him escape from trouble when he was a small dwarf. He puts the lives of others in front of his own, and fights every battle as if it is his last day.
Appearance:
Nalo is a well built dwarf, that has a long tangled brown beard like most dwarfs do. He wears golden brown armor that covers his entire body, except for his head, which is covered by a large helmet with two large horns. One of the horns is broken off at about four inches from the helm itself. The helm itself has a small spike on it's top, and doesn't show Nalo's clan. His clan symbol is engraved upon his shield, which is is attached to his arm by leather straps, so that he can black attacks, and wield his giant hammer.
Nalo's armor covers about halfway down his arm, until his mail shows up underneath it. The mail continues down until has hand. The gloves themselves feature eagles, Ghrirh's favorite animal. Nalo wears a short leather skirt, so that he can keep his legs free, so that he can run fast enough to stay ahead of his enemies if he needs to run. Underneath them is a light fitting mail that leads to his large boots that are covered in hair to make the enemy believe they are weak, when in fact underneath the boot is a strong metal ore.
Nalo is strong for a dwarf. He has a large shoulder length, and his short legs can still run fairly quickly. Nalo's beard is tucked under a metal strap on his breast plate, so that his beard won't his him in the face during a battle, or get shamelessly cut off by an enemy. Nalo's eyes are a stone cold black, and all around them are creases from staying up a bit too late. Nalo has recently become a bit wider, because as a child he ate rarely anything, and everyday he eats almost triple what he eat when he was a boy.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Beer
Parties
Feasts
The thrill of battle
The Varden
Dislikes: The emperor
The Empire
The Dwarfs who would just sit in their homes and not help the Varden
Strengths: Has immense strength
Very proficient with a hammer
Very proficient at blocking his mind
Weakness: His short fuse
His inability to use magic
Unable to wield any weapon but his hammer and an axe
Family: Brother: Ghirh Glordukr (Deceased)
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Not-So-Brief History: When Nalo was a child, he loved causing trouble. He loved running about and stealing bread and doing other petty children things. He didn't just love to do these things, he needed to do these things. Him and his brother were abandoned on the side of the road as children, and everyday had to fight for their lives. Their life wasn't easy, and finding any food was a miracle. This didn't prevent Nalo and his brother Ghirh to have incredible dreams. They had both heard about what the Empire had done to Algesia, and the feeling throughout the town was to protect themselves, if the Empire ever came this far. The imagined themselves leaders of huge armies, crushing the skulls of the evil dragon riders with a smash of their hammer. Of course this was all just childish play, and after about an hour of playing around like that, both of them would come back to reality, and try to fall asleep under the starry skies.
Now this miserable life of running and stealing continued until Nalo and Ghirh were about thirty. On one faithful day, Nalo and Ghirh were about one hundred miles from any dwarven city or town, when they spotted a small group of Imperial troops. Nalo and Ghirh laughed to each other, and grabbed their hammers. They had always dreamed of a moment like this, and they weren't about to let this chance pass them up. The two fought valiantly, and killed many of the soldiers. But as Ghirh striked down one of the soldiers, he was shot by an arrow in the lower part of his back. He fell limply to the ground, and as Nalo saw this he erupted into rage, and started swinging his hammer around, killing the remaining troops. Nalo stood by his brother, and cried as the only person in his life moaned out of existence. Because Nalo had no knowledge of any traditions or customs of his own people, he buried his brother on the spot, and turned towards one of the many Ingeitum cites.
Nalo was a clanless, and clanless were always looked down upon in Dwarven society, so Nalo joined the Ingeitum. He legally became a member of Ingeitum on his forty first birthday, and applied to join the Varden's fight against the Empire. After years of fighting, Nalo rose through the ranks of the army, becoming one of the trusted few to journey to the new lands. He eagerly accepted this task, and vowed that he would claim it's secrets in the name of the Varden.
Anything extra: None
Password: Witch of Tierm
Other name: Nalo
Race:: Dwarf
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Bregan Hold
Age: 60
Gender: Male
Birthday: 06/08
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Long knotted brown hair that reaches about an inch below his neck.
Weight: 212 lbs
Height: 4'
Magic User: No
Preferred Weapon(s): Nalo prefers to use a large spiked hammer. The hammer's head is about as wide as a man's chest, and about as long as a small dwarf child is tall. (Bout 2 feet) It has a wooden shaft made of elm, that is enchanted so that it will never break. He also carries a shield with the symbol of Ingeitum on it.
Personality: Nalo is a hearty cheerful dwarf that loves what most dwarfs love, a good ol' cup of beer. He is a care free, and party loving dwarf. He uses both of these to hide his grief over his brother's surprise death. He will be the one to finish arguments. He can be serious and threatening one second, calm and cool another, or a loud laughing buffoon another. Nalo loves to boast his own strength, and thinks that he is the greatest warrior to ever live.
He is a good tactical leader, and inspired many dwarfs to raise their own hammer against the Empire. Nalo is very persuasive for a dwarf, which often helped him escape from trouble when he was a small dwarf. He puts the lives of others in front of his own, and fights every battle as if it is his last day.
Appearance:
Nalo is a well built dwarf, that has a long tangled brown beard like most dwarfs do. He wears golden brown armor that covers his entire body, except for his head, which is covered by a large helmet with two large horns. One of the horns is broken off at about four inches from the helm itself. The helm itself has a small spike on it's top, and doesn't show Nalo's clan. His clan symbol is engraved upon his shield, which is is attached to his arm by leather straps, so that he can black attacks, and wield his giant hammer.
Nalo's armor covers about halfway down his arm, until his mail shows up underneath it. The mail continues down until has hand. The gloves themselves feature eagles, Ghrirh's favorite animal. Nalo wears a short leather skirt, so that he can keep his legs free, so that he can run fast enough to stay ahead of his enemies if he needs to run. Underneath them is a light fitting mail that leads to his large boots that are covered in hair to make the enemy believe they are weak, when in fact underneath the boot is a strong metal ore.
Nalo is strong for a dwarf. He has a large shoulder length, and his short legs can still run fairly quickly. Nalo's beard is tucked under a metal strap on his breast plate, so that his beard won't his him in the face during a battle, or get shamelessly cut off by an enemy. Nalo's eyes are a stone cold black, and all around them are creases from staying up a bit too late. Nalo has recently become a bit wider, because as a child he ate rarely anything, and everyday he eats almost triple what he eat when he was a boy.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Beer
Parties
Feasts
The thrill of battle
The Varden
Dislikes: The emperor
The Empire
The Dwarfs who would just sit in their homes and not help the Varden
Strengths: Has immense strength
Very proficient with a hammer
Very proficient at blocking his mind
Weakness: His short fuse
His inability to use magic
Unable to wield any weapon but his hammer and an axe
Family: Brother: Ghirh Glordukr (Deceased)
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Not-So-Brief History: When Nalo was a child, he loved causing trouble. He loved running about and stealing bread and doing other petty children things. He didn't just love to do these things, he needed to do these things. Him and his brother were abandoned on the side of the road as children, and everyday had to fight for their lives. Their life wasn't easy, and finding any food was a miracle. This didn't prevent Nalo and his brother Ghirh to have incredible dreams. They had both heard about what the Empire had done to Algesia, and the feeling throughout the town was to protect themselves, if the Empire ever came this far. The imagined themselves leaders of huge armies, crushing the skulls of the evil dragon riders with a smash of their hammer. Of course this was all just childish play, and after about an hour of playing around like that, both of them would come back to reality, and try to fall asleep under the starry skies.
Now this miserable life of running and stealing continued until Nalo and Ghirh were about thirty. On one faithful day, Nalo and Ghirh were about one hundred miles from any dwarven city or town, when they spotted a small group of Imperial troops. Nalo and Ghirh laughed to each other, and grabbed their hammers. They had always dreamed of a moment like this, and they weren't about to let this chance pass them up. The two fought valiantly, and killed many of the soldiers. But as Ghirh striked down one of the soldiers, he was shot by an arrow in the lower part of his back. He fell limply to the ground, and as Nalo saw this he erupted into rage, and started swinging his hammer around, killing the remaining troops. Nalo stood by his brother, and cried as the only person in his life moaned out of existence. Because Nalo had no knowledge of any traditions or customs of his own people, he buried his brother on the spot, and turned towards one of the many Ingeitum cites.
Nalo was a clanless, and clanless were always looked down upon in Dwarven society, so Nalo joined the Ingeitum. He legally became a member of Ingeitum on his forty first birthday, and applied to join the Varden's fight against the Empire. After years of fighting, Nalo rose through the ranks of the army, becoming one of the trusted few to journey to the new lands. He eagerly accepted this task, and vowed that he would claim it's secrets in the name of the Varden.
Anything extra: None
Password: Witch of Tierm
