Name: Conall Cassidy
Race/Faction: Viking
Age: 27
Description: Conall stands at a staggering 6’5 with 250 pounds of muscle, the kind only obtained from years of battle and training. He has mid length red hair which is cut short on the side and left to grow on top. He carries a short beard that is crept close to his face. He has palish skin that reflects his birth in the north were bright sunny days are scarce. Pale eyes that have seen the horrors of this world and that are filled with grief and regret. Always ready for a fight Conall always carries his two custom made war axes whose blades are engraved with family and tribal markings gifted to him by his father on his belt. Should he ever enter a planned battle Conall adornes green war paint with one vertical line above his right eye and two below the eye.
"Class": Berserker
History: Conall was born a raider to a small tribe in what is now known as northern Ireland. Conall grew to become a great fighter, the likes of which his clan had never seen before. Conall was trained as a young man to fight with ferocity in his heart and to defend those he cared for. He had taken these lessons to heart and wove them into his life and being. By the time Conall was fully grown he had reached a height and size that was hard to believe. Easily the biggest on most battlefields Conall became a feared enemy, and a trusted comrade.
Conall however would not be given an easy life and his hardships had only begun. When he was 25 his tribe had planned a raid on a city just off the coast. It was a simple raid that was by this point routine for the more experienced raiders. Most had believed this would be a easy battle in which they would simply roll over the poor village and be done. This would not be the case. When the morning came the village that Conall called home was laid in ruin. Standing amongst the carnage was the only survivor, Conall Cassidy. The only man to know of the event that unfolded Conall left his home land in search of a tribe that he can be of service to and something to distract him from the event of that night.
Strengths:
Superb Warrior: while he doesn't claim to have the best form of a fighter Collan is not easily defeated whether it be in the confusion of a battlefield or in a one on one engagement.
Resourceful: His long time spent in the woods and in the wilderness has taught him to survive on his own
Ruthless in battle: Conall living up to his title fights with a ferocity that is rarely found in men and isn't afraid to fight dirty in order to win, because after all it only matters if you won not how.
Protective: Collan would rather take the arrow himself then see a comrade fall in battle
Brawler: Evan before he was trained with a weapon Conall was trained in unarmed combat using his often superior size, weight, and strength to push his opponents around.
Weakness:
Constantly drinks: While never to the point of a belligerent Conall drinks mostly to numb the pain of his past
Loves a good fight: conall often gets lost in his fights enjoying it far more than he should. This can at times lead him to look for fights to fill the void between battles.
Closed off: because of his troubled past Conall rarely opens up to people in a meaningful way but those he does can be sure that they are now his family.
Kind: While Conall loves fighting and his viking lifestyle he is by no means heartless and will often times go out of his way to help others.
What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Conall absolutely despises treachery and cowardice, believing they are less than trash for abandoning his fellow men.
What is your character's greatest flaw?
He refuses to kill children or women who are unarmed and will try to merely disarm them or knock them unconscious if they pose a danger to loved ones.
