Name: Aaron
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Human
Sexual Preference: Asexual
Origin: Fantasy land, Maidrin
Class: Fighter
Abilities:
Brute strength- It's no secret that Aaron's mysterious bloodline left him with some very special abilities. The most prominent being his rather bulky muscular body and the ability to use it in a fight. When somebody watches this monster of a man lift a full grown horse over his head and chuck it like it's nothing, it leaves quite a few people intimidated to say the least.
Thick skin-His skin is a bit thicker than a normal human, and can take a considerable amount of hits with a blade before blood is drawn. Often, if an arrow is shot his way and hits him, it will stick in his skin. Crossbows and other high power weapons are able to plow right through it, though.
Personality: Commonly very quiet around even the closest of companions, he's usually seen with a stone face and an unreadable expression while out on the trail of adventure. In a fight, he will not let up and bludgeon his opponent mercilessly until they are no longer moving, or if they run, he will make every attempt to chase them down until resolution. He is only sometimes quick to anger, but understands when somebody is merely ignorant and not intentionally trying to insult him. When he loves someone, he is afraid to show it openly for the fear of rejection that would most likely occur simply because of his repulsive appearance, but sheds kindness and warmth onto the person more than anybody else in the room. The only other time he is merry and jovial is when his belly is full of spirits and a good number of trusted people are by his side.
It is rare, but Aaron can smile and chuckle if he is told something particularly funny and, sometimes, he will share what he feels with somebody he deems a trustworthy and very close friend. Having lived mostly a solitary existence, this sort of friendship would obviously take some time to accomplish. He's more likely to follow orders than try and lead anybody the way he thinks they should go.
Likes:
Small animals
Tiny flowers
Ale
Soothing music
Fears:
People walking up on him from behind (trust issues)
Large, raging or considerably quick bodies of water (He doesn't have very good balance and can't swim)
Beings stronger than himself such as orcs or giants
Being left alone when he does not wish to be
Appearance: Aaron
Bio:
Born from a rape victim and hated by the human family that lost their beautiful daughter, wife and close friend to this unwanted, disgusting monster child, life didn't exactly start of rosy for Aaron. He was abandoned by the family who was present for his birth and left to die in the wilderness, most wanting to kill him themselves after the large baby killed their family member simply from it's unnatural size when being birthed.
If the family had known how close they had taken the abnormal child to the kind village of Maidrin, they probably would have thrown him into the river instead, but because hindsight is the only thing that is twenty-twenty in life, they left him in a place where a couple of halflings happened upon him while traveling out for herbs. First frightened by his appearance and unsure of what creature had left this naked squalling baby in the woods, they eventually moved past that and brought him along back into town and simply taking pity on the ugly creature. They raised him with help of other races who weren't scared of him as he began to grow older and grow rather gargantuan in appearance compared to your average human or half-elf. When he was about twenty-two years of age the humans from outside of the country began to appear and left him feeling confused and angry when he was being attacked by ignorant 'players' while he sat at an inn simply trying to enjoy his ale. The frightened shouts of 'Monster! Get him!' didn't leave him feeling very warm and fuzzy towards the visitors, either.
He finally left Maidrin once he'd had about enough of the visitors trying to seek him out so they could fight him and became a nomad, always avoiding the usual trails that the company who bought this land had them trek every year. He's lived a relatively peaceful and quiet existence, but eventually, the peacefulness of a solitary life vanishes and he's confronted by another frightened group who simply happens upon him and wants to fight him away.
Special Equipment:
A Wooden club (as expected for a big man such as himself)
A crossbow (He's not as elegant as an elf to pull off using a normal bow and arrow, but he can pull back this baby and set the bolt in with ease because of his strength.)
Sign Waiver here: JeromeSky
