Post by EloHim on Nov 29, 2018 0:22:04 GMT -8
Völundr Havard
Resolve level:0
-Appearance
Age:35
Sex:Male
Physical Description:
A tall (195 cm or 6’3”) muscular man. Brown eyes, black hair, middle sized beard.
He bears tattoo on the left side of his chest, given to him after the first kill.
His hands are always black from all the ash and soot he has to handle at the smithy.
Attire:
When in the smithy or in the city, he prefers to not wear any clothes on his back. He does wear several leather belts pants and boots all reinforced with leather and metal.
-Biography
Quirks:
Stubborn Perfectionist - A man that would use everything at his disposal from brains to brawn to get a job done as close to ideal as it is humanly possible, with total disregard for his own wellbeing.“I would get the job done or die trying.”
Workaholic - When a time is being wasted without any gain, Völundr is pissed. He can't just stand in one place or rest when his body didn't even start aching, and Gods forbid he gets even a little bit bored. No, he lives in thinking and doing non-stop. “Work till you cant anymore, then sleep, eat, and work again. Stopping is akin to death.”
Tough,hard yet honest Dealer - When it comes to communication, ideal chit-chat is not what he goes for. He drives a hard bargain, tearing down the veil of lies and exaggerations, wherever he recognises one. At the same time he knows potential when he sees it, be it in weapon or a man, and acts accordingly. When communicating with him you will get what you deserve, no more no less. “Quit with the bullshit, bacraut! We both know that costs way less.”
Ingenious - new unexpected ways, and alternative solutions are his bread and butter. Creation and progress are always welcome. “Simply bashing your head against a wall will sooner bring down your skull than the wall you hit. Unless you reinforce your skull with steel.”
Wrathful - It's easy to piss this one off. After that - he might not always resort to just words. "Oh, that does it, you blot! I will make you chew those words with your broken teeth!"
Barbaric - Has only basic knowledge of written english language, yet has a knack for songs and stories of his kin.
Uncouth - Manners are for those who require their use. "I do not."
Backstory Synopsis:
A blacksmith from the northern islands, Völundr Havard traveles troughout the southern lands, collecting knowledge and technics of other blacksmiths, aiming to be the best at what the does and to be where he is needed most. After several years of travel he lands in the Hamlet, where demand for his talent is high.
Full Backstory: (In process of writing)
Misc. Notes:
Volundr bears a golden amulet in form of Mjölner on his neck.
He bears on himself a smells of burning charcoal and seasalt.
Mixes the languages quite often, especially in emotional moments.
-Skills & Equipment
Weapons:
A hammer used both for the smithing and killing. The head made from a solid slab of metal heavy enough to smash a human skull with one hit. Has an Odin’s Knot engraved on it.
A thick wooden handle made from maple, covered in nordic runes from both sides.
Two small battle-axes, perfect for throwing and close-quarters fighting.
Armor:
A big round wooden shield with metal ring at the edge.
In battle a garment of leather and cloth covers the top of his body. The lower part is covered with several leather belts enhanced with metal,pants and boots reinforced with leather and metal straps.
Other gear:
10 really large sharp metal nails that could serve as daggers.
Bukkehorn - goat horn, made into musical instrument which Volundr sometimes plays or uses as a signal horn in extreme situations.
Strengths:
Physically strong as a bull, capable to stand the heat of the forge. A workaholic, his sleep schedule is all over the place but he seems used to it. A fierce warrior, he had a good chance at becoming a berserker if he didn't prefered the heat of the smithy to the heat of battle.
Weaknesses:
Unsocial, seemingly brutish. Lacks respect for any sort of undeserved authority. Is pretty self-negligent in battle, brandishing the logic that you don't have to really care about yourself if your enemy is dead before any strike could be dealt from him. He is a warrior of one direction, almost unable to detect approaching threat out of his vision. Strong believer of the Northern Pagan Pantheon, considers faith in One God an idiocy. Thus unable to receive healing from Church's techniques.
Othervise suceptible to magic like any other human.Grown on stories of giants, draugr and other myths, in face of inhuman enemy Volundr has equal chances of becoming scared or ferocious.
