[center][color=f7941d][h1]OTHEN PERELYN[/h1][/color]
[img]http://pre01.deviantart.net/f4ba/th/pre/i/2016/021/b/b/berserker_by_cristi_b-d9osegp.jpg[/img]
[sub][color=AAAAAA]Source: Cristi-B @ DeviantArt[/color][/sub]
[h3][i]"Why should I be afraid of seeing my own blood ? As long as there's not too much of it coming out it's one of the easiest things for your body to replace."
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[color=f7941d][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Othen Perelyn[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Nicknames[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Beast - because of his appearance.
Blithiot - a combination of the words 'blithering' and 'idiot'. He hasn't heard it for a long time, as the friend of his who invented it as a humorous call for him once has moved away.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Role[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Adventurer 3[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]30[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Reputation[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]He doesn't really have a reputation in the sense of many people already knowing about him. He has just been too far away from them for half of his life. However, when he appears somewhere, it usually doesn't take long for civilians and soldiers alike to notice him. Those who do know him more closely will likely tell two things about him: First: He is strange. Second: When it comes to a fight, he is almost like fierceness itself, not having much of respect for his own body and demanding bascially the same thing from others. The majority of the people on the streets rather tries to keep a bit of a distance towards him.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Appearance [/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Othen's hair is cut short and of a very fair color. Sometimes it's even considered a 'dirty white'. As if he wanted to compensate this, he keeps his beard very long, bundling it with braces as close to his chin as possible. His more often than not exposed upper body is partially covered with some kind of warpaint. If there is any other meaning to this than just looking rare, he's an expert in keeping this a secret. In general he is often considered a colossus because of the immense amount of bulk attached to his body. His clothing appears to be comprised mostly of hide, but it is rather worn out and could use some thorough cleaning. His eyes are gray and he generally appears to be some years older than he actually is.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Height [/u][/b][/color]
[indent]6'9[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Weight [/u][/b][/color]
[indent]370 lbs[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Positive Traits:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]A friendly request will often result in him lending a helping hand.
[*]Undemanding.
[*]Has a strong sense of comradeship.
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[color=f7941d][b][u]Negative Traits:[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]He can be very stubborn when he has got an idea he thinks is brilliant or when someone advises him to change his way of life.
[*]Has a tendency to take words down the wrong pipe.
[*]Intensive and long-handed planning is something for slowcoaches. There are so many variables around that can change that the risk of a plan becoming useless at least equals the risk inherent to getting to work immediately.
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[color=f7941d][b][u]Personality Description[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Othen may appear as someone who doesn't care much about civilization, however this, at least in his mind, is a big misunderstanding: He does care about it, he just doesn't believe that neat housings, cities and a lot of the things people have invented to alleviate their lives should be considered a mandatory part of it. It can make people weak. In order to stay within the bonds of his own belief, he has a tendency to make life more difficult for him that it has to be: Having not seen any kind of what other people would call a decent amount of 'education' and not knowing about urban customs at best or straightforwardly refusing adaptation to them at worst, he can be difficult. On the other hand he is not infected by a lot of the expectations a more civil person often has, which can be advantageous for becoming friends IF one is willing to look beyond the other things.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Likes[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Eating, especially unprocessed or lowly processed foods.
[*]A decent fight, be it with weapons or with bare hands.
[*]Untouched nature.
[*]People who are as modest as he is and have a real understanding of him, especially since this is rather rare.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Dislikes[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Aristocrats. They have no idea of real life and rely on others doing their work for them.
[*]Blah-Blah. The definition of this is somewhat variable if observed from outside. For him, 'Blah-Blah' is when there is a discussion going on he believes won't yield any useable results in a rather short matter of time. This doesn't have to be simple smalltalk as social interaction can be viewed of as a useable result, too.
[*]Money. It's just so horribly arbitrarily dependent on what people currently [i]believe[/i] it is worth. If someone hands you over a new piece of clothing you have a chance to immediately assess it and so has the one you are trading with a chance to asses what you give to him.
[*]Too many people on the same spot.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Skills[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Very strong and tough.
[*]Broad knowledge of the wilderness: Plants, edible animals and how to hunt them, survival tricks in general.
[*]Basic knowledge about self-treatment. This mainly focuses on injuries.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Weapon(s) Description[/u][/b][/color]
[indent] He makes use of two very simply constructed, large and heavy axes. Additionally, he is in possession of a wooden shield he can use as an alternative to one of the axes. All of this appears to be old and having seen continued usage for several years. As the two axes aren't exactly identical it is likely that he has first acquired one and then, later and from another source, the other one - indicating that he hasn't bought them.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Quirks[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]As already stated, his definition of civilization is a bit different of the ordinary.
[*]Constant training is a must have for him. If there's no fight, then go berserk on other things, and be it lifting stones or carrying around other heavy loads.
[*]He's a smoker. Not much, but he does it. Mostly homebrew stuff as just buying it would conflict his attitude.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]The idea of the risk of a plan becoming useless at least equaling the risk of getting to work too quickly can go off in the wrong direction. As he has survived this far the impact of his impatience in most cases is moderate and rather an annoyance then a real threat, but you never know...
[*]Having him as a companion in a city or even just a better developed village can be a real burden.
[*]His physique sometimes makes things more difficult for him than for others: Sneaking, squeezing through tight spaces or riding without quickly draining a horse's stamina are examples for that.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Fears [/u][/b][/color]
[indent][list][*]Getting old.
[*]The possibility of him being attacked while he is asleep.
[*]Powerful magic. He doesn't know much about it, and probably that is exactly the point why he is afraid of it.[/list][/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]Secret(s)[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]The 'homebrew stuff' he can be seen smoking sometimes isn't entirely consisting of harmless, dried leaves. He sometimes adds ingredients to it that make him less reasonable for a while, but also even more ferocious.[/indent]

[color=f7941d][b][u]History[/u][/b][/color]
[indent]Othen was born under very poor circumstances. His parents did barely earn enough funds to keep three persons and the shabby dwelling place they were living in alive, so they decided not to have another child. It was from early onward in his childhood that he learned to gather additional supplies farther away outdoors. Life was tough and the entire family wasn't really accepted in society because they were looking so poor and couldn't afford many things that others considered as taken-for-grantedness.

Unlike other people possibly would have done, he didn't get stuck in self-pity and despair. He accepted the situation and focused on damning the society he had only seen the more dark sides of. Never having been a real part of it, he voluntarily built up even more distance after his parents had died a natural death. The more he did so, the better it felt and the better the circumstances actually became for him. He didn't have to buy anything, he could just grab it from nature. What had once been a supplementary activity started to fill out more and more parts of his life It toughened his body. However, at some point, he became bored. He just had discovered everything there was to discover around the place he was living.

So he was confronted with a choice: Move to another place, risking to solve the problem only very temporarily, or look out for something like an actual purpose in his life. He decided for the latter option and joined a group of wandering mercenaries. It was there that he developed his style of fighting and the new occupation pleased him: Being a member of a group of [i]wandering[/i] mercenaries basically was some sort of hybrid between his style of living outside of any settlements and being a part of a society. However nothing lasts forever: Old members went and new came, and not all of them did agree with all of his oddities. It became less and less fun, so he left. But he was now infected with being a fighter, and what could be more perfect than joining a new group that intended to go where barely anyone had gone before for a long time ? It's a challenge he has selected by his own will.[/indent]
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