Post by King Redgar Karligar on Jun 2, 2015 17:03:06 GMT -5
Basic Information
Name: Scyld Redgar Karligar
Race: Human
-Ethnicity:
Cruinthian:
-Mother Race: +5 to relationship or diplomacy checks when dealing with other humans. No effect on other cruinthians.
-Mind of Metal: +5 to thresholds for crafting from metals. Or +2 To hit thresholds when using weapons made from metals.
Age: 21 Years
Birthdate: 6th of Maleaus, 179ATD
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 211 lbs.
Eyes: Dirt Brown
Hair: Also Dirt Brown
Class/Occupation: Warlord (Fighter/Lord)
Nobility: Greater
Starting Morality: Black Hearted
Faction: Neutral
Languages: Cruic
Appearance:
He is a tall, strong, and young man in his prime. Well muscled from nearly twenty years of weapons training every day, Scyld is perfectly built. His skin is a ruddy tan from training in the sun, and his hair and eyes are dirt brown. He keeps his hair short, and his face clean shaven. Though he is no stranger to finery, Scyld often will wear clothing tending on the practical side of things. He is rarely unarmed.
Personality:
Scyld is in more ways than one an idiot. Though he is a lucky idiot. Lucky because of his birth, and lucky because his family has had the patience for his shenanigans. But luckier still because the gods haven't struck him down for being such an outrageous privileged jerk. Scyld will do anything he wants to get everything he wants, and he wants everything. At the same time he wants everyone to leave him alone he wants all of them to cater to his every whim. More often than not will he make the attempt to enforce his will through his might. Though consideriable, his fighting prowess has never been tested outside of training in his home duchy, or mock battles between his father's soldiers. Always the winner, but who would dare to anger the Duke's first born son?
Scyld is one of six children, the oldest, and the one who inherits everything. He asserts his iron will over his brothers and sisters, much to their detriment, and much to the detriment of his standing and family honor. If he ever did, Scyld doesn't give any semblance of a thought for what other people think. Which is stupid, especially when so many people hate you and are trying to kill you.
But he's lucky, always managing to survive somehow, and always managing to come out better for it. It's like consequences aren't a thing that exist for him.
History:
First thing's first, ever since Scyld was a little boy his family called him Redgar. This is because his father is also a Scyld. Redgar was lucky enough to be the first born son in his father's line. From day one everything he could have ever wanted was given to him. His aunts and uncles hated him, because his arrival meant that they would not inherit the vast fortune of Karligar.
He was raised as a warrior first, and a leader second. As such he began his mastery over the bow, sword, spear, and horse at a young age. He began to learn things relating statecraft at the ripe age of eleven. His father believed it was best that he learn to defend himself first, and then learn how to lead. While he was trained to take over the Duchy, his siblings were trained to run it for him, and to obey him.
While Reaver was being born Redgar's mother died.
While his uncles, his father's brothers, and his aunts, their wives, harbored all of the ill-will in the world towards Redgar and his siblings, their children did not. So much so that when they came to their home of Karliger Rock to foster, they chose to stay there, either living in the ancient castle, or in the case of Mordrek's children (his younger uncle), in the town.
Everything was fine until a cloaked traveler put a thought into his head while he was in the village below the mountain, enjoying a drink with his sister Katrina and his cousin Narth. Over drinks the traveler reminded him that the only thing that stood between him and his father's fortune, title, land, and power was his father's beating heart. The night grew long and Redgar walked away with ideas in his head.
It was the end of Floras, 200ATD when he struck, with sword in hand he went into his father's bed chamber in the middle of the night and murdered the old man and his new, young, wife. She let out a scream that alerted his uncles to his treachery. His confederates, Narth and Katrina convinced the guards that Dartanon and Mordrek were trying to take power from Redgar.
Redgar's uncles were driven from the castle. They fled with their wives, and lives, but not with their children. Redgar's cousins were his hostages.
It took a month for him to burn his uncles out of their castles. While he was out killing Dartanon, Mordrek laid siege to Karliger Rock. Redgar returned, killed him in single combat, but it was too late for the ancient castle. Though it withstood the siege, another would lay it to dust. It might as well had been a mud house as far as the new Duke of Karliger was concerned.
In his haste to kill his uncles he spent every soldier, every coin, and ever weapon. Consolidating power was tough on the citizenry as well. Farms were raided by the three armies and destroyed, women were raped, villagers were killed, infrastructure was destroyed.
Now standing on a pile of ashes, Duke Scyld Redgar Karliger was determined to rebuild, and expand.
Inventory:
Armor
-Head:
Dire Warlord's Helm
DR: 90
Cold Resist: 2
*Head, Face, Heavy, Steel*
-Armor:
Dire Warlord's Cuirass
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Chest, Back, Abdomen, Sides, Shoulders, Upper Arms, Thighs*
-Feet:
Dire Warlord's Paws
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Feet, Lower Legs*
-Gloves:
Dire Wolf Claws
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Hands, Forearms*
-Belt: Supreme Girder
DR: 109
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Groin*
Belt Slots (2/4)
Healing Potion
-Heals for: 50 HP
Healing Potion
-Heals for: 50 HP
-Ring 1:
-Ring 2:
-Amulet:
Armaments
-Primary Weapon: Snarling Fang (Dmg: 138, Piercing Chopping Slashing Ripping Two-Handed)
-Secondary Weapon: (Two Handed Weapon)
-Back: Short Bow & Small Quiver (50/50 Wood Arrows) | (DMG: 20+2)
-Right Arm:
-Left Arm:
Obsidian Buckler
-HP: 350
-Fireproof
-Dr: 110
-Right Thigh:
-Left Thigh:
Free Space: 0/6
-Arming Sword (Dmg: 32, Slashing Piercing)
-Night Cloak (DR: 5, Cold Resist: +5, Hiding: +5, Cloth, Light, Head, Face, Neck)
-Shortsword (Dmg: 20)
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Unknowns
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Scyld Blod Karliger = Etria Karliger (Artaxia)
|
Scyld Dael Karliger = Marless Karliger (Comtegga)
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Scyld Redgar Karliger
His Aunts & Uncles
-Dartanon Karligr (Uncle, Father's side, 58)
-Mordrek Karligr (Uncle, Father's side, 56)
-Alara Karligr (Aunt, married to Dartanon, 46)
-Megaleth Karligr (Aunt, married to Mordrek, 46)
His Siblings
-Katrina, 20
-Dartan, 17
-Ishara, 15
-Kaln, 12
-Reaver, 10
His Cousins
-Alanna, 21 (Dartanon)
-Narth, 22 (Dartanon)
-Sarnath, 17 (Dartanon)
-Kaldran, 31 (Mordrek)
-Mina, 18 (Mordrek)
-Ethan, 17 (Mordrek)
-Ketara, 16 (Mordrek)
Name: Scyld Redgar Karligar
Race: Human
-Ethnicity:
Cruinthian:
-Mother Race: +5 to relationship or diplomacy checks when dealing with other humans. No effect on other cruinthians.
-Mind of Metal: +5 to thresholds for crafting from metals. Or +2 To hit thresholds when using weapons made from metals.
Age: 21 Years
Birthdate: 6th of Maleaus, 179ATD
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 211 lbs.
Eyes: Dirt Brown
Hair: Also Dirt Brown
Class/Occupation: Warlord (Fighter/Lord)
Nobility: Greater
Starting Morality: Black Hearted
Faction: Neutral
Languages: Cruic
Appearance:
He is a tall, strong, and young man in his prime. Well muscled from nearly twenty years of weapons training every day, Scyld is perfectly built. His skin is a ruddy tan from training in the sun, and his hair and eyes are dirt brown. He keeps his hair short, and his face clean shaven. Though he is no stranger to finery, Scyld often will wear clothing tending on the practical side of things. He is rarely unarmed.
Personality:
Scyld is in more ways than one an idiot. Though he is a lucky idiot. Lucky because of his birth, and lucky because his family has had the patience for his shenanigans. But luckier still because the gods haven't struck him down for being such an outrageous privileged jerk. Scyld will do anything he wants to get everything he wants, and he wants everything. At the same time he wants everyone to leave him alone he wants all of them to cater to his every whim. More often than not will he make the attempt to enforce his will through his might. Though consideriable, his fighting prowess has never been tested outside of training in his home duchy, or mock battles between his father's soldiers. Always the winner, but who would dare to anger the Duke's first born son?
Scyld is one of six children, the oldest, and the one who inherits everything. He asserts his iron will over his brothers and sisters, much to their detriment, and much to the detriment of his standing and family honor. If he ever did, Scyld doesn't give any semblance of a thought for what other people think. Which is stupid, especially when so many people hate you and are trying to kill you.
But he's lucky, always managing to survive somehow, and always managing to come out better for it. It's like consequences aren't a thing that exist for him.
History:
First thing's first, ever since Scyld was a little boy his family called him Redgar. This is because his father is also a Scyld. Redgar was lucky enough to be the first born son in his father's line. From day one everything he could have ever wanted was given to him. His aunts and uncles hated him, because his arrival meant that they would not inherit the vast fortune of Karligar.
He was raised as a warrior first, and a leader second. As such he began his mastery over the bow, sword, spear, and horse at a young age. He began to learn things relating statecraft at the ripe age of eleven. His father believed it was best that he learn to defend himself first, and then learn how to lead. While he was trained to take over the Duchy, his siblings were trained to run it for him, and to obey him.
While Reaver was being born Redgar's mother died.
While his uncles, his father's brothers, and his aunts, their wives, harbored all of the ill-will in the world towards Redgar and his siblings, their children did not. So much so that when they came to their home of Karliger Rock to foster, they chose to stay there, either living in the ancient castle, or in the case of Mordrek's children (his younger uncle), in the town.
Everything was fine until a cloaked traveler put a thought into his head while he was in the village below the mountain, enjoying a drink with his sister Katrina and his cousin Narth. Over drinks the traveler reminded him that the only thing that stood between him and his father's fortune, title, land, and power was his father's beating heart. The night grew long and Redgar walked away with ideas in his head.
It was the end of Floras, 200ATD when he struck, with sword in hand he went into his father's bed chamber in the middle of the night and murdered the old man and his new, young, wife. She let out a scream that alerted his uncles to his treachery. His confederates, Narth and Katrina convinced the guards that Dartanon and Mordrek were trying to take power from Redgar.
Redgar's uncles were driven from the castle. They fled with their wives, and lives, but not with their children. Redgar's cousins were his hostages.
It took a month for him to burn his uncles out of their castles. While he was out killing Dartanon, Mordrek laid siege to Karliger Rock. Redgar returned, killed him in single combat, but it was too late for the ancient castle. Though it withstood the siege, another would lay it to dust. It might as well had been a mud house as far as the new Duke of Karliger was concerned.
In his haste to kill his uncles he spent every soldier, every coin, and ever weapon. Consolidating power was tough on the citizenry as well. Farms were raided by the three armies and destroyed, women were raped, villagers were killed, infrastructure was destroyed.
Now standing on a pile of ashes, Duke Scyld Redgar Karliger was determined to rebuild, and expand.
Inventory:
Armor
-Head:
Dire Warlord's Helm
DR: 90
Cold Resist: 2
*Head, Face, Heavy, Steel*
-Armor:
Dire Warlord's Cuirass
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Chest, Back, Abdomen, Sides, Shoulders, Upper Arms, Thighs*
-Feet:
Dire Warlord's Paws
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Feet, Lower Legs*
-Gloves:
Dire Wolf Claws
DR: 75
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Hands, Forearms*
-Belt: Supreme Girder
DR: 109
Cold Resist: 2
*Heavy, Steel, Groin*
Belt Slots (2/4)
Healing Potion
-Heals for: 50 HP
Healing Potion
-Heals for: 50 HP
-Ring 1:
-Ring 2:
-Amulet:
Armaments
-Primary Weapon: Snarling Fang (Dmg: 138, Piercing Chopping Slashing Ripping Two-Handed)
-Secondary Weapon: (Two Handed Weapon)
-Back: Short Bow & Small Quiver (50/50 Wood Arrows) | (DMG: 20+2)
-Right Arm:
-Left Arm:
Obsidian Buckler
-HP: 350
-Fireproof
-Dr: 110
-Right Thigh:
-Left Thigh:
Free Space: 0/6
-Arming Sword (Dmg: 32, Slashing Piercing)
-Night Cloak (DR: 5, Cold Resist: +5, Hiding: +5, Cloth, Light, Head, Face, Neck)
-Shortsword (Dmg: 20)
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Bloodline
Unknowns
|
Scyld Blod Karliger = Etria Karliger (Artaxia)
|
Scyld Dael Karliger = Marless Karliger (Comtegga)
|
Scyld Redgar Karliger
His Aunts & Uncles
-Dartanon Karligr (Uncle, Father's side, 58)
-Mordrek Karligr (Uncle, Father's side, 56)
-Alara Karligr (Aunt, married to Dartanon, 46)
-Megaleth Karligr (Aunt, married to Mordrek, 46)
His Siblings
-Katrina, 20
-Dartan, 17
-Ishara, 15
-Kaln, 12
-Reaver, 10
His Cousins
-Alanna, 21 (Dartanon)
-Narth, 22 (Dartanon)
-Sarnath, 17 (Dartanon)
-Kaldran, 31 (Mordrek)
-Mina, 18 (Mordrek)
-Ethan, 17 (Mordrek)
-Ketara, 16 (Mordrek)
