Post by lastsanity on Jul 5, 2010 23:27:20 GMT -5
Name: Chief Roarfang (call him merely Roarfang with no praising adjective or any position of power and you'll regret it)
Race: Gnoll, a hyena humanoid
Age: 32
Height: 6'0" (Short for his kind, slouches)
Weight: 180lbs (also light for his kind, has many pleasures that replace hunger and thirst like pillaging and stealing)
Weapons: He has many tools of destruction, but ones that would be equipment are his Roarmace and his Clawblade. The Roarmace is a metal stick with two foot range with a ball of iron at the end covered in one inch spikes, making it a lovable smash weapon to crack open skulls. It also festooned with fangs and canines from his victims, showing his countless victories of battles and murders. His Clawblade is slightly longer at three feet and very ragged, with a blade that has many arcs coming from its body making it get caught in victim's clothing, flesh, armor, hair, making horrific damage. This was Clawfang's weapon, the ACTUAL Chief of the Fang tribe in which he battled long ago for Chiefship when Roarfang was leading the gnolls to their deaths with his raid parties that had no real purpose other than to spill as much blood as possible, and Roarfang lost but to regain some dignity (and mosty to feed his klepto addiction) stole the blade that beat his Roarmace and kept it.
Attire: Wears ragged cloths that barely protect the furry skin of Roarfang. Has a pouch filled with gold and random useless trinkets from dead bodies and travelers.
Appearance: Has a dominant color of dark brown fur with a recessive light tan splotched in, with a white chest and stomach. He is very malnurished looking and slouched, with a very messy unkept mane with the blood of countless beings matted in his unbathed hair. His eyes are red with evil and his claws black. His fangs are yellow and green and red, being much longer than most gnolls from his tribe's DNA, hence their given name, the Fang tribe. His tail is half cut off from a previous battle he no longer remembers.
Race: Gnoll, a hyena humanoid
Age: 32
Height: 6'0" (Short for his kind, slouches)
Weight: 180lbs (also light for his kind, has many pleasures that replace hunger and thirst like pillaging and stealing)
Weapons: He has many tools of destruction, but ones that would be equipment are his Roarmace and his Clawblade. The Roarmace is a metal stick with two foot range with a ball of iron at the end covered in one inch spikes, making it a lovable smash weapon to crack open skulls. It also festooned with fangs and canines from his victims, showing his countless victories of battles and murders. His Clawblade is slightly longer at three feet and very ragged, with a blade that has many arcs coming from its body making it get caught in victim's clothing, flesh, armor, hair, making horrific damage. This was Clawfang's weapon, the ACTUAL Chief of the Fang tribe in which he battled long ago for Chiefship when Roarfang was leading the gnolls to their deaths with his raid parties that had no real purpose other than to spill as much blood as possible, and Roarfang lost but to regain some dignity (and mosty to feed his klepto addiction) stole the blade that beat his Roarmace and kept it.
Attire: Wears ragged cloths that barely protect the furry skin of Roarfang. Has a pouch filled with gold and random useless trinkets from dead bodies and travelers.
Appearance: Has a dominant color of dark brown fur with a recessive light tan splotched in, with a white chest and stomach. He is very malnurished looking and slouched, with a very messy unkept mane with the blood of countless beings matted in his unbathed hair. His eyes are red with evil and his claws black. His fangs are yellow and green and red, being much longer than most gnolls from his tribe's DNA, hence their given name, the Fang tribe. His tail is half cut off from a previous battle he no longer remembers.
