Crazy midget woad warrior Malu... the world may never be ready for him.
What is Sea up to now?
Welcome, one and all, to my custom Malu quest. I happen to be very bad at questing, so any help you can give is greatly appreciated. You may even find yourself rewarded with some art or a banner or something. ;]
What a midget woad warrior Malu looks like:
- Perma-kid with the male child line art; will never grow up
- Base color: white
- Features: hair and goatee, a yellowish off-white color (See Fig. 1). Horn stubs, a dark, chocolate brown color. Eyes, a lighter brown. A pair of nearly parallel lines on his right cheek, any color that makes them look like scars is good.
- Markings: All of them are in dark blue. A broad band starting under his hair and going diagonally down across his face (See Fig. 2). On his right front leg, a wide tattoo-like Celtic knotwork marking (Fig. 3). Over the rest of his coat, swirling designs of various sizes and shapes, approximately like those in Fig. 1.
Reference pictures:
(Fig. 1) Hair and goatee color; swirly markings
(Fig. 2) Dark blue on face
(Fig. 3) Celtic knotwork on foreleg
So, who is this ‘Albannach’ character anyway?
Personality: He follows the god of fighting. A very simple creature, he just likes to fight. He can get along with others as long as they don't mind his competitive, physical nature, and in fact he is a very social character and doesn't like being alone. His love of conflicts causes him to fight himself and he becomes depressed. Unfortunately, in social situations he is hard to deal with. Energetic and crazy, he headbutts, noses, paws, and knocks against people frequently. He's a bit loud, crude, and unknowingly impolite, but he means nothing by it.
His story: He comes from the forest, somewhere to the south. He didn't get along with other Malu because he was born in a peaceful Nature society. After a bad falling-out with a friend in which he severely wounded her, Albannach left to live by himself. He couldn't get along on his own in the forest because his bright white and blue coat attracted the eyes of predators and he was wounded by a wolf. This is where he got the scars on his face. He started moving north in hope of finding snow, somewhere he could use the white in his coat to his advantage. Even with the blue it would be better than the forest. On the way he discovers that between the forest and the arctic, there just happens to be a desert…
And finally, awesome people who have helped out:
--None yet, obviously, because I just started--
"The world is a fine place and worth fighting for." -- Ernest Hemingway
