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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nothingpoetic" data-source="post: 5342757" data-attributes="member: 63112">Name - Brutus TarsiHuman Fighter(I am going to wait till someone posts their character, and then follow suit)Brutus is a 23 year old trying to make a name for himself.  His father was a gladiator in [insert large city with arena here] who chose to stay once he gained his freedom.  He stayed because he loved the glory, he loved the fame, and it was something he drilled into his son's head."You must earn your place in this world Brutus, you must fight for the respect you desire."Brutus knew the mantra well, to be treated like a man with his father, he had to fight.  As soon as he was old enough, Tarnak, Brutus' father took him to the Arena to train with him.  He trained him in all forms of combat, from hand to hand combat, to the use of thrown weapons, even teaching him how to use the impressive 8-10 foot polearms.  He hated those trips to the Arena, he hated his father and he hated the idea of fighting.  But when his father died 10 years ago, Brutus had little other option.  He could go work in the mines, or work in the Arena, but that was about all he was cut out to do.  So he entered the Arena in his father's place.  He excelled in ranged combat, and was even better when he picked up two short swords and begin to make a name for himself as a tornado of steel and blood.One night, on his way home from the Arena, Brutus was cornered by a group of men.  They worked for a local, "business man," who had made a significant wager on his next fight.  If he took a dive, then his family wouldn't perish, and if he could survive the loss, he would get a hefty sum.  Brutus couldn't bring himself to take a dive, and after getting his family out of town, he reported to the Arena the next day.  He fought bravely and defeated his opponent.  When he left the Arena that night, he was jumped in an alley.  Two men with swords and another who wielded fire in his hands.  He killed one and escaped, and ran straight to the recruitment office for the military.  He joined up on the spot, and spent 5 years as a member of the [Insert large nation here] guard.  He excelled in small strike forces, groups sent out to deal with larger numbers of foes, and he was promoted quickly.  On one such mission, his entire force, save for himself and one another, were wiped out by a goblin ambush that no one saw coming.  Brutus dragged his wounded ally out of harms way, but that night, they hunted them down.  Brutus was forced to leave his friend behind, and made his way in the dark back to his base of operations.  When he returned, he was questioned, he was accused, and finally, when nothing was proven, he was discharged and exiled to the frontier.  It was out there that Brutus starting adventuring, more a mercenary for hire than anything else.  As time passed, and his fresh wounds began to heal, a sense of purpose grew, along with a growing sense of doubt.  He begin hearing his fathers voice again in his sleep, "You must earn your place in this world Brutus, you must fight for the respect you desire."  He was haunted by the idea of running away from a fight, of losing his honor, of losing the respect he deserved.  He would arise with a purpose in his eyes, and would fight to gain glory in battle.  He stumbled upon this group of adventurers that spoke of rumors of goblins running wild in Elsir Vale.  His hatred for the enemy that defeated him welled up within him and he joined immediately, not caring about the risks or the dangers.Now, Brutus Tarsi is a man who has proven himself in combat, but the loss of his friends and fellow soldiers has rattled him a bit.  He struggles more and more with the voice of his once proud father who fought for respect, and for fame.  To be a man, he must prove himself in combat.  No man would lose his entire troop and then run away in the dark with his tail between his legs.  This is what drives him, to take risks that would be unwise, to throw himself into battle with near animal intensity and ferocity.  This man fights to find himself, and in hopes, of restoring the honor he feels he has lost.Brutus Tarsi<a href="http://www.coyotecode.net/profiler/view.php?id=9437" target="_blank">http://www.coyotecode.net/profiler/view.php?id=9437</a>Edit:Sorry about the out of order rolls, and the missing lvl 5, stupid dice roller.  Anyways, I thought I read at some point we were rolling HP or taking half whichever is better... so would my total be 32 (before con, and toughness) or would it be 35?  Either way, doesn't matter but I figured I would roll these up here.</blockquote>

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