Name: Burtash Ma'oli
Age: 26
Place of Birth: The village of Mulo, a small place in Eruna near the border of Vaea.
Gender: Male
First or Second Gen: First Gen
Species/Racial Origin: Human
Social Status: Vagabond
Noble House:
* Spits *
Class: Mercenary
Weapon: Steel Sword
Inventory: 2 Vulneries
Child Unit(s): N/A
Linked Parent: N/A
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Dead or have disappeared. He does find time to spare a handful of bread at times with his crow Xion, whom he has had as a travel companion for two years now.
Physical Description
Appearance:
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 205 (Trim build)
Hair: Slicked back and black.
Eyes: Amber
Features: Unkempt stubble covers his face and beneath his chin. His hands are rough like sandstone and he has a sharp cut in his rib from a previous encounter on a job. The scar left behind is prominent and dark on his right side.
Personality/Attributes
Personality/Attitude: Socially cold to many who have met him, but those who truly know Burtash "The Brute" know that the best icebreaker is a heavy bag of coin that is meant exclusively for him. A skilled swordsman through his trade he is quick to use his freakish figure to overpower and scare off would be assailants to whatever cause he happens to be fighting for. He started his mercenary work in his homeland of Eruna, but the work was short and sporadic at best. Vaea was calling to him with the abundance of gold and people constantly seeking to partake in it. A bodyguard duty here, a bouncer there. He is far from the pickiest of workers. With his work though he tends to stay away from most people and when someone tries to get friendly towards him, he tends to dig into a person's ego or status as a ways to dissuade them from continuing the attempt. Also, not fond of the high and mighty types. As he has said to those kinds in the past, "Everybody dies the same. No flowers popping up on your corpse when it's all said and done."
Skills/Talents:
- Smithing, as he cares for his own sword and equipment during his journey, though he has had to strong arm his way into a smith's shop in order to do so.
- Intimidation (See above)
- Sword fighting
- Bird calling
- Cooking meat
Interests/Likes:
- Fresh cooked meat
- Bullion of gold
- Battle
Most Hated/Dislikes:
- Vegetable stews
- Noisy individuals
- Overly talkative whelps
Goals/Ambitions:
- Make it another day and make sure he's paid
Strengths:
- Strength
- Defense
Weaknesses:
- Magic
- Skill
Fears:
Death and becoming a witless dog to another's wishes again
Hobbies:
Bird calling
Training
Preparing meat for dishes
Sexual Preference: Straight
Education/Special Training: Capable of basic linguistics, math and reading. Major topics in those fields go over his head and should someone ask him about them, he simply gets up and leaves with a grunt as he goes.