| Anthropos | |
| Nickname/Aliases: | the Misanthrope |
| Name of guild and clan: | Titan |
| Title: | Regent |
| Date of birth: | 35 or so years ago (20 years, in earth time) |
| Class: | Expert Swordsman |
| Alignment: | Neutral |
| Race or Species: | Human |
Gender: |
Male |
| Other Forms: | None |
| Eyes: | Grey |
| Hair: | Black |
| Skin: | Deeply tanned |
| What do you look like: | Tall, well-defined physique, lean but still very muscular. Short, unkempt hair, and usually with a week's worth of facial hair. |
| Describe your attitude: | Depends on the situation, usually calm except when in battle-rage |
| Biggest character flaw: | Trust was once deeply wounded, and cannot be given lightly |
| Personal Quote(s): | How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight? |
| Parents: | Deceased |
| Sibling(s): | None |
| Husband(s): | Wife, slain |
| Children: | None that I know of |
| Guardians: | Sword and wary eyes |
| Close friends: | None |
| Worst enemies: | Georg the Lindwurm-Slayer |
| Pets and their names: | The Lindwurm named Verbrecher, deceased |
| Favorite Color(s): | Red |
| Favorite Creature: | A friendly Lindwurm |
| Favorite Drink: | Whatever the Titan Ale gets named |
| Favorite Food: | Steak, Rare |
| Favorite Weapon(s): | Enchanted Masamune, "Seppuku" |
| Favorite Belonging: | First unicorn's horn I took |
| Favorite thing to wear: | Dragon-riding boots |
| Favorite Song: | None |
| Things you collect: | Wealth and Experience |
| God(dess) you worship: | Fred, god of the DC world |
| A dream or goal you have: | Repay Georg for his treachery |
| Hobbies: | Hunting, Drinking |
| Favourite thing to do: | Come to the Tavern after a long day's questing |
| Something you are good at: | Swordsmanship |
| Favourite body part on you: | Sword-arm |
| Favourite body part on the opposite sex: | Answer tastefully omitted |
| Tattoos or Birthmarks: | Royal Lindwurm tatoo across back, normally covered by clothes |
| Piercing(s): | None |
| Best place to hang out: | Kender's Corner |
| Where do you sleep: | In a suite if I make it there, in a ditch along the road if I don't |
| Important lessons you have learned: | A dagger hidden behind a smile is more dangerous than an axe in the arms of a charging beast |
| Best Advice: | Quest EVERY day and keep your guard up |
| Words or phrases you overuse: | Can I get another Ale? |
| Most awesome experience of your life: | First ride on a Lindwurm |
| Scariest thing you have ever done: | Fled home and country alone |
| Stupidest thing you have ever heard someone say: | What's a mandrake root? |
| Funniest experience: | First night spent with the goblin queen |
| Brief History: | Respected Royal Lindwurm Rider in the a kingdom far in the North Lands; because of the treachery of a friend, the royal family was slain and the Lindwurm Riders were made to appear responsible. Hunted down like animals by the real traitor, escaped a burning palace and a grim death at the hands of a mob only to find his family already fallen victim to the mob's justice and the entire Lindwurm barracks burned to the ground. His loyal Lindwurm Verbrecher was the first to be slain in the castle courtyard as he looked on. The last member of a forgotten group, an exile by fate who wandered into the DC world some time ago, looking for a new start and an old enemy. (more coming sometime) |