Character Name:
Sir Biorr of The Knights of Berenike
Age and Age at time of original death:
Original Death: 47
Full age: 127
Sex:
Male
Class:
Heavy Knight
Skills:
- Vitality - 15
- Endurance - 15
- Attunment - 10
- Vigor - 10
- Strength - 20
- Dexerity - 10
- Intelligence - 10
- Faith - 10
- Adaptability - 10
- 20 Unallocated points
Appearance:
Biorr approaches almost 7 feet in height with a very muscular build befitting of a Knight of Berenike. He keeps his brown hair short but doesn't do much with it other than that so it is somewhat messy. The only place on his body with a scar is his face, which bears a horizontal scar just below his eyes, a fact that could be attributed to the heavy armor he almost never removes. His darksign can be found on the back of his right shoulder.
Weapons and Armour:
Greatsword, Greatshield, Steel set, Ring of Steel Protection
Personality:
Though he's become a bit somber and quiet due to loneliness Biorr can be ever so slightly jovial and he does enjoy the company of friends, even if most of his outward behavior is rather stoic and he prefers to let actions speak for him. He is usually patient and calm but is a relentless fighter and shows a reckless persistence in his endeavors, in contrast to his usual self he fights very aggressively and the sound of his roars and warcries often accompany his attacks. He does specifically have a disdain for those of an imperious nature and takes no small pleasure in knocking them off their perch
Biography:
Biorr can remember as far back as Sen's fortress during the Berenike Knights' assault, the reason behind their march is lost to him now but he knows that many of the mighty knights, including himself, died in the battle. He stood alongside a good friend during the fighting, a fellow knight by the name of Tarkus, and one of his few distinct memories is striking down several of the fortress' defenders to secure Tarkus' advance forward to the Iron Golem at the top as well as witnessing his friend's victory. Before he could even attempt to follow in his friend's footsteps he found himself facing down former comrades that had gone completely hollow, and he was barely able to retreat from the fortress with his humanity.
From there he had...well nothing, he could not take on both the fortress' defenders and his former comrades and as such had to turn away. Things got a bit dull then, he wandered without a purpose not even caring to attempt to return to the fortress, at least until he stumbled upon the Watchdogs of Farron. They promised a new purpose, a new objective to pursue, and the opportunity to gain new comrades, for that reason he joined them.
Inventory:
-Estus Flask x 5
-Brightbug x 3
-Divine blessing