Rest assured, I am still building a character. It's just I'm building a new one completely from scratch, rather than reusing.
I think you'll like this bugger.
Post Merge: November 23, 2015, 09:25:10 PM
Here you go. Tiny berserking Fox
Name: Olaris Foxtrot
Race: Artic Fox
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Primary Combat Style: Close Quarters Fighter/Berserker
Description: Olaris is by all means a runt when it comes to what he does. He stands at a meager four feet, seven inches. He has an ironically feminine build. His body is slim all around, with a thin waist line, and curves in the wrong places for a male. His voice happened to be a saving grace to his masculinity, if barely. It’s soft when he’s calm – but in no way deep. But fiery and fierce when he’s riled up.
He is covered in a thick white coat of fur, with the only deviations of color taking place around the rim of his ears, and down his muzzle in a triangle like pattern. These are of a black hue. His ears are large like a fennecs. And the thickest part of his body could probably be his large voluminous tail. Once again, just a solid color of white. And then finally blue eyes.
He dresses in functional, but overall very lightweight clothing, and equipment. He wears a gray undershirt, with a hardened leather vest on top, with a “cowboy” collar that folds out and downwards from his neck. Over that is a light brown waistcoat featuring thin darker brown stripes running vertically. Over his forearms are metal gauntlets that covers his fingers, the back of his hands, and forearms. Hitched to his right shoulder is a hardened leather pauldron. On his legs are matching brown dress pants, followed by heavy dark black travelers boots. A few loops of gold earings hangs from his right ear. Then lastly, he carries a greatsword in a sheath that is hitched securely to a messenger bag.
Personality: Fiery, fierce, but also passionate. Olaris has been known to have quite the bit of an anger problem since his childhood. He’s not afraid of solving a problem with aggression and needless violence; this seems to be his common solution to everything. Quite a large number of things can send him into a mouth frothing frenzy, but probably one of the easiest ones is how close to a female he looks and sounds.
History: Olaris hails from a noble family with some Nordic origins. It was an incredibly wealthy family with a ranking that was not something to laugh about. However, as the fox grew up, he quickly became annoyed with his life. He utterly despised the pampering. Grew annoyed with allowing servants to handle his soup for him. And most importantly, aggravated with a life style that made him redundant. What was he in his family? His oldest sister would be the next heir to take over when the staff is passed down. His second oldest sibling had become a religious monk. That left him, the baby of the family. Even with all of the private lessons from top tier scholars, he was entirely redundant. No way for his name to be known to the lime light.
At early ages, he had his family sign him up for sword play lessons. And he practiced each day with great ferocity. Finally, when he became old enough to be considered mature enough to leave the city to procure his own devices, he took it swiftly. He left, and never looked back.
Prevalent Skills: Olaris is an excellent two-handed sword fighter, and a brawler who’s seen a ring more than enough times.
Olaris is quite good at negotiating. Something he’s picked up from his pampered life. Though, when negotiations fail, he’s very much capable of intimidation.
Small body: While not always a good thing. It does give him a few advantages. One his opponents tends to underestimate the four foot tall fox with a sword as big as he is. And two, it makes him a target that’s difficult to hit.
Berserking: When this fox looses his freaking mind, he tosses away all sense of reason, and relies on some primal instincts. Well... the instincts of a rabid wolf and a bear put together, instead of a fox. He tends to be much stronger and faster in this state... but again... he looses the ability to reason or rationalize.
Gear:
A standard looking great sword with rivets in the blade closer to the handle.
A highland dirk, with one side of the knife carefully smithed to give the dagger the ability to be used as a slashing weapon as well.
His boiled leather armor. While it’s not fully capable of stopping most strikes… it’s certainly better than nothing.