Post by coolcoyote on Jul 22, 2014 13:17:25 GMT -5
Decided to make Dylan a pine marten.
Full Name: Dylan Locke
Species: Pine Marten
Description:
Dylan cuts a sleek and exotic figure as a pine marten. His body is covered in light brown fur with a patch of yellow that begins on his chest and weaves it's way down his gut and inner limbs. The tip of his paws and tail are all black.
His body is lithe and sleek broken only by the accumulation of flesh around his tummy. He isn't quite out of shape but he isn't in shape either.
Dylan wears a small vest across his chest. Made of red cloth with a leather top this sleeveless garment leaves the small of his back, his sides, and belly exposed.
Under the vest a sword harness wraps over one shoulder before attaching to the belt at his waist, both of which are made from otter hide and cut deeply into his fur.
He is almost never seen with out his usual wide brimmed musketeer styled hat, which has a long feather plume sticking out of the side.
Possessions:
Rapier - A long bladed rapier with a custom made ornate silver hilt. It contains a hold out dagger inside.
Fencing Dirk - A short but wide bladed weapon made for defense.
Wide brim hat - A dark felt hat made of cloth with a red feather plume
Strengths:
Experienced Skirmisher - Dylan is skilled with the rapier in paw to paw combat, using a flashy swashbuckling style.
Survivalist - Dylan is an experienced forester. He can survive in the woods simply by living off the land.
Knitting- The woods are hard on clothing, forcing Dylan to learn how to sew and repair his own garments. He also knits as a hobby.
Gang - Dylan usually has a few poor souls hired on to help out his nefarious schemes.
Weaknesses
Greed - Money Money Money. The things Dylan is willing to put himself through for a pocket full of coppers
Glutton - A scavenger at heart Dylan tends to over eat when given the chance, often over indulging on food and drink
Strength of a fluffy kitten - While experienced in sword play Dylan has very little physical strength
Lazy - Why do today what you can do tomorrow? Dylan works hard to avoid hard work.
Popularity does not mean success - While still a small time highway beast Dylan's reputation as a bandit preceeds him, sometimes at his own peril. There are some cities, both woodlander and vermin, that he can not enter for fear of being hung by athorities.
Personality
Dylan Locke is a mercenary at heart. Always looking for the easy path to glory and riches. Some see him as a charming rouge with charisma, others see him as a sleezy self centered greedy weasel.
Despite his many, many flaws Dylan feels he has a heart of gold...even if you have to dig deep to reach it.
Background
There is actually little to say about Dylan's past. 27 years ago he was born to a small family of bird catchers out in the northern woods. He had one brother and one sister.
Dylan spent most of his life in the woods, learning how to provide for himself off the land but he always wanted to be more than a simple bird catcher. At the age of 16 a pair of vermin came by the local village Dylan's family sold birds too. They were recruiters for the local duche, a fox by the name of Ravenclaw.
There were many small kingdoms in the area, usually no larger than three or four cities. While the horde beasts in Mossflower may be constantly on the move those in the northern lands require a place to store their armies during the harsh winters. The Ravenclaw family was once one such horde until their ancestors built a castle and claimed the surrounding areas as their own territory. Every now and again they would have skirmishes with the other local territories around them for reasons both great and small.
Thinking that joining Ravenclaw's army was the chance at a life of adventure Dylan Locke joined in the current war as a foot soldier and skirmisher. The job was bloody, brutal, and violent with a low expectation of survival. In-between battles and training soldiers would party it up in the keep, letting themselves over eat and over drink in food and wine. It was a good life, for those who could survive it.
Over the years Dylan moved up the ranks to sergeant in Ravenclaws army but by then his heart had begin to waver. After surviving so many battles he began to see very little differences between himself and his enemies. They were after all beasts like him, joining for money, adventure, maybe out of honor as well. Every beast he killed was some ones friend, brother, son. And each of them died for someone else's glory and riches.
Discontent and dissilusioned Dylan simply walked away from the solder's life at age twenty two, deserting his post and leaving the lands of Ravenclaw.
He wandered for a bit, hiring himself out to others as a mercenary or body guard for merchants and even the occasional horde, using his skills as a soldier to earn riches for himself and no one else for a change.
Inbetween mercenary jobs Dylan took to common banditry to keep food in his belly and found it to be more profitable. At age 26 Dylan decided to become a highwaybeast and robber, stealing from the rich and giving to himself, and occasionally the poor just to shake things up a bit but mostly to help himself sleep at night.
Along the way he met up with several friends, lost many more. Currently he travels with a small band of beasts, acting as the leader of their gang of thieves and bandits.
Current Relations:
Elena Fritz - A plump artic fox. With the least bounties posted on her head Elena serves as a makeshift spy, going into towns others can not and spotting potential marks to rob on the road.
Zeek - Blue scaled lizard, acts as the muscle for the gang
Sctatch - A small red squirrel, archer and pick pocket.
Full Name: Dylan Locke
Species: Pine Marten
Description:
Dylan cuts a sleek and exotic figure as a pine marten. His body is covered in light brown fur with a patch of yellow that begins on his chest and weaves it's way down his gut and inner limbs. The tip of his paws and tail are all black.
His body is lithe and sleek broken only by the accumulation of flesh around his tummy. He isn't quite out of shape but he isn't in shape either.
Dylan wears a small vest across his chest. Made of red cloth with a leather top this sleeveless garment leaves the small of his back, his sides, and belly exposed.
Under the vest a sword harness wraps over one shoulder before attaching to the belt at his waist, both of which are made from otter hide and cut deeply into his fur.
He is almost never seen with out his usual wide brimmed musketeer styled hat, which has a long feather plume sticking out of the side.
Possessions:
Rapier - A long bladed rapier with a custom made ornate silver hilt. It contains a hold out dagger inside.
Fencing Dirk - A short but wide bladed weapon made for defense.
Wide brim hat - A dark felt hat made of cloth with a red feather plume
Strengths:
Experienced Skirmisher - Dylan is skilled with the rapier in paw to paw combat, using a flashy swashbuckling style.
Survivalist - Dylan is an experienced forester. He can survive in the woods simply by living off the land.
Knitting- The woods are hard on clothing, forcing Dylan to learn how to sew and repair his own garments. He also knits as a hobby.
Gang - Dylan usually has a few poor souls hired on to help out his nefarious schemes.
Weaknesses
Greed - Money Money Money. The things Dylan is willing to put himself through for a pocket full of coppers
Glutton - A scavenger at heart Dylan tends to over eat when given the chance, often over indulging on food and drink
Strength of a fluffy kitten - While experienced in sword play Dylan has very little physical strength
Lazy - Why do today what you can do tomorrow? Dylan works hard to avoid hard work.
Popularity does not mean success - While still a small time highway beast Dylan's reputation as a bandit preceeds him, sometimes at his own peril. There are some cities, both woodlander and vermin, that he can not enter for fear of being hung by athorities.
Personality
Dylan Locke is a mercenary at heart. Always looking for the easy path to glory and riches. Some see him as a charming rouge with charisma, others see him as a sleezy self centered greedy weasel.
Despite his many, many flaws Dylan feels he has a heart of gold...even if you have to dig deep to reach it.
Background
There is actually little to say about Dylan's past. 27 years ago he was born to a small family of bird catchers out in the northern woods. He had one brother and one sister.
Dylan spent most of his life in the woods, learning how to provide for himself off the land but he always wanted to be more than a simple bird catcher. At the age of 16 a pair of vermin came by the local village Dylan's family sold birds too. They were recruiters for the local duche, a fox by the name of Ravenclaw.
There were many small kingdoms in the area, usually no larger than three or four cities. While the horde beasts in Mossflower may be constantly on the move those in the northern lands require a place to store their armies during the harsh winters. The Ravenclaw family was once one such horde until their ancestors built a castle and claimed the surrounding areas as their own territory. Every now and again they would have skirmishes with the other local territories around them for reasons both great and small.
Thinking that joining Ravenclaw's army was the chance at a life of adventure Dylan Locke joined in the current war as a foot soldier and skirmisher. The job was bloody, brutal, and violent with a low expectation of survival. In-between battles and training soldiers would party it up in the keep, letting themselves over eat and over drink in food and wine. It was a good life, for those who could survive it.
Over the years Dylan moved up the ranks to sergeant in Ravenclaws army but by then his heart had begin to waver. After surviving so many battles he began to see very little differences between himself and his enemies. They were after all beasts like him, joining for money, adventure, maybe out of honor as well. Every beast he killed was some ones friend, brother, son. And each of them died for someone else's glory and riches.
Discontent and dissilusioned Dylan simply walked away from the solder's life at age twenty two, deserting his post and leaving the lands of Ravenclaw.
He wandered for a bit, hiring himself out to others as a mercenary or body guard for merchants and even the occasional horde, using his skills as a soldier to earn riches for himself and no one else for a change.
Inbetween mercenary jobs Dylan took to common banditry to keep food in his belly and found it to be more profitable. At age 26 Dylan decided to become a highwaybeast and robber, stealing from the rich and giving to himself, and occasionally the poor just to shake things up a bit but mostly to help himself sleep at night.
Along the way he met up with several friends, lost many more. Currently he travels with a small band of beasts, acting as the leader of their gang of thieves and bandits.
Current Relations:
Elena Fritz - A plump artic fox. With the least bounties posted on her head Elena serves as a makeshift spy, going into towns others can not and spotting potential marks to rob on the road.
Zeek - Blue scaled lizard, acts as the muscle for the gang
Sctatch - A small red squirrel, archer and pick pocket.
Let me know what you think of him ^^