Rizhacka Fourspear Mar 9, 2008 19:52:11 GMT -5
Post by Jasyn on Mar 9, 2008 19:52:11 GMT -5
Your character's full name: Rizhacka Fourspear
Age: 22 years
Age: 22 years
Rizhacka is a slender, yet wiry and just a little under a head below average height. Yet within that slight frame, he holds an extrodinary amount of energy. His fur is gold with dark grey at the tip. His eyes are as black as the void, and his body is covered in numerous scars. His face bares the brunt of them, disfiguring it, that even the tattoos he has won't cover them.Belongings:
He normally wears a navy sharkskin vest over a plain grey cotton tunic. A white spidersilk sash hugs the tunic to his waist, as well as a small pouch that holds various items he finds useful. His tail has a long tail ring that resembles a demonic serpent. His torn right ear has a big silver hoop, and his left is off completely. His tattos are; a red spiked circle on his left paw, and a black diamond on his right, and a 'bramble vine' around his head in silver.
He has two double headed spears with copper-wire handles, oaken shafts, and burnished steel heads.Job or Position:
He also owns a small orb of irrediscent blue that belonged to his mother.
Warrior for help, aid, whatever is needed.Personality:
Erratic, to say the least. He helps everyone, Everyone, that calls sincearly for help, and he doesn't like rewards for his help. He despises cowards and liars and, above all else, traitors. His spears quickly aim to the hearts of those who use the weak for their own gain, and he doesn't like to hold back. He sort of enters a bloodrage when he encounters those of evil intent, and he is very hard to calm down. When he is calm, he trembles with suppresed rage, still, and hardly hears the advice and plannings of those around him. His greatest weakness, I fear, is for dibbuns. If he isn't busy, he volunteers to play with them, and he is gentle with the babes. And, regardless of his appearance, the dibbuns seem very attatched to him. They can't bear to be seperated from him.History and Background Information:
He was loved and charished in Holt Mirdo(north coast). He was an only child and he grew fond of competative otter games. His favorite was where you hold a long stick, one paw normal hold, the other a reverse hold, and you tried to put the end with your reverse grip on the ground. He usually ended up victorious, but he lost with good humor. He grew into a formidable beast, and charged recklessly in the front lines. His reputation grew fast in the underworld, and his enemies learned quickly to fear the reckless charges of the otter. He gained numerous enemies, mostly rats, and he sneered at their attempts to assassinate him. Yet the vermin succeded in torturing him greatly. A group of accomplished sneaks crawled into the holt, and took every last single one of the little ones. Rizhacka entered a rage like no other, and tried to track them down, but he never succeded. His anger for all vermin only multiplied by the thousands and he has begun killing more and more. Finally, realizing his own madness, he left his holt for Redwall, hoping that the good beasts would help him become sane again.Any other details:
He is in Redwall abbey at the moment.