War Captain Yullar "Laxtongue":
Age: 28
Height: 5'3"
Build: Stout & Pot-Bellied - Strong Upperbody Muscle.
Skin: Light Tan
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Light Brown, Shoulder-Length & Shaggy
Equipment:
—Winged Bronze Nasal Helm (head)
—Iron Torc (around neck)
—Iron Scalemail (torso)
—Wolf Pelt "Gambeson" (under scalemail, torso to thighs)
—Iron Spear (right hand)
—Bronze Shield (left hand)
—Bronze Scalemail Skirt (waist to knees)
—Fox Pelt Skirt (under scalemail skirt)
—Bronze Greaves
—Leather Sandals
—Fox Skin Backpack
Distinguishing Features:
—Perpetual "smile" around the corners of his lips
—Hooked nose
—Drooping handlebar mustache
—Big ears
—Wild eyes
Company Sentiments:
—(Guards) As of yet, Yullar keeps only the company of his guard. They're a solid lot...but not exactly talkative; Sure, war changes you a bit after the first few bouts of screaming, but it seemed like certain folks REALLY couldn't take a laugh to save their own hides. Hopefully some more interesting personalities would be accompanying their side of the field when the time for battle arrived.
—(The Pale Boy) A strange one, certainly - pale skin, odd speech, dark eyes; altogether it didn't seem entirely unreasonable for others to try avoiding him, what with his apparent detachment from the world. Still...such was the way of youth, surely - either hot or coldblooded, and rarely inbetween. And surely it could be tempered either way - whether by heart or steel, it seemed unlikely that the boy would always remain this way.
Age: 28
Height: 5'3"
Build: Stout & Pot-Bellied - Strong Upperbody Muscle.
Skin: Light Tan
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Light Brown, Shoulder-Length & Shaggy
Equipment:
—Winged Bronze Nasal Helm (head)
—Iron Torc (around neck)
—Iron Scalemail (torso)
—Wolf Pelt "Gambeson" (under scalemail, torso to thighs)
—Iron Spear (right hand)
—Bronze Shield (left hand)
—Bronze Scalemail Skirt (waist to knees)
—Fox Pelt Skirt (under scalemail skirt)
—Bronze Greaves
—Leather Sandals
—Fox Skin Backpack
Distinguishing Features:
—Perpetual "smile" around the corners of his lips
—Hooked nose
—Drooping handlebar mustache
—Big ears
—Wild eyes
Company Sentiments:
—(Guards) As of yet, Yullar keeps only the company of his guard. They're a solid lot...but not exactly talkative; Sure, war changes you a bit after the first few bouts of screaming, but it seemed like certain folks REALLY couldn't take a laugh to save their own hides. Hopefully some more interesting personalities would be accompanying their side of the field when the time for battle arrived.
—(The Pale Boy) A strange one, certainly - pale skin, odd speech, dark eyes; altogether it didn't seem entirely unreasonable for others to try avoiding him, what with his apparent detachment from the world. Still...such was the way of youth, surely - either hot or coldblooded, and rarely inbetween. And surely it could be tempered either way - whether by heart or steel, it seemed unlikely that the boy would always remain this way.
