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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 1824100" data-attributes="member: 6115">Ashy... i'd like to play... this makes it easy since I've already got a couple characters sitting in dust... i'll sift through in a momentI've a couple characters...Another is Tkatch, a gestalt feral dwarf barbarian-monk 1 (yeah, he's a head game).TkatchOriginally a dwarven monk, he was abducted and experimented upon by a twisted necromantic cleric.  His mind and body ravaged and twisted by the experiments of the necromancer he lives on as a feral shadow of the proud dwarven race.  Tkatch walks a new path, a forged primordial order of fury and discipline.He wears a thick leather skirt and an open leather vest, his hair hanging wildly in dreadlocks.  With unnaturally clawed hands, a ridged forehead, a sharply crooked nose, and a bestial visage only the most foolhardy dare to disturb him.He fights cunningly and viciously, often leaving his opponents with a false sense of security if they can close beyond the range of the heavy halberd that he often favors when confronted at first with close combat.  A heavy pick, a memoir of his dwarven past, and a menacing kukri rest against his heavy leather skirt; within a long quiver resting on his back are a number of javelin to strike at those who dare not come near him.Another is Cantus, a character I was going to play in a table-top game.  He's a gestalt bard-wizard (only level 1 atm), but I think he'd be a good main character with perhaps Tkatch as an underling/bodyguard type.Appearance:  Cantus is an old man in a body that once belonged to youth, his frame and make-up remain that of one who is young, but his muscles and heart have been struck by years which are not his own.  His eyes are cold pools of silver, his hair a tarnished silver and his skin a ghostly pallor.  Dressed in the flowing red robes of a wizard of the Three Towers, he leans his weight heavily upon a staff of gnarled mahogany.Personality: Cantus is a man moved by what he has seen, but unmoved by that which is around him.  His eyes are cold and harsh, warmed only by the touch of knowledge.  He fears very little after what he has seen, his mind strengthened but his body aged and weakened.  His thoughts have turned to the darker sides of magic since his premature aging, and he hopes it is through this that he may escape the dark fate which lingers in the back of his mind.Background: Born to a small noble family within the large town of Fairhaven, Kenneth (as he was known then), was an incredibly bright lad, not incredibly strong but sharp of mind and fairly deft.  Spending many hours of his youth buried in the families small library he quickly had read every book there, ever eager, he pushed his parents to purchase more books, and soon they were running short on ends.  Realizing the boys insatiable desire, they sought out a wizard to apprentice the boy.  The Order of the Three Towers took in the boy, his potential apparent.Within the Three Towers, Kenneth as he was still known then, progressed incredibly fast and was soon one of the top students at a meager age of 12.  He studied another four years under the wizards there and when it deemed that his training had been complete the council convened for his First Test.  The rite by which wizards of the Three Towers passed on from the robes of an apprentice into full wizardry.  Entering the First Test none knew what challenge would befall the youngest apprentice ever to undergo the rite, and none have fully learned to this day what indeed did happen as he will never speak of it, but upon his exit it was apparent that a great challenge had been placed before him.Now calling himself Cantus, his body once young and healthy was marred by the signs of aging.  His eyes had changed from a dark brown to pupil-less pools of silver, his skin once tanned was now pale and sickly.  A man three times the age of the youth who had entered now stood before them.  ?Touched by the great beyond? they said, and yet none knew of a way to return the boys youth.  He was lost to time, but his mind burned with years not his own.</blockquote>

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