Karzhk the Battlemaster
Karzhk created on 21st of April 2019, and is currently 21 years old (68 hours played).

Title: the Battlemaster
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: duergar warrior

Background history:

  1. A maze of cavernous halls and curvy walls - posted at 2019-04-22 15:12:48
A maze of cavernous halls and curvy walls
Karzhk Siegefist was born and 'raised' deep beneath the surface in what is known as the Underdark. The mother was sickened by this grotesque baby that spewed forth from her body. The father was proud to have a son, someone to train and take command when his time comes. With a somewhat happy arrangement, the mother left and the father kept the child to raise it alone. To raise it as his ancestors had been, as a warrior. It started off small, wait until the thing walks before you start beating it with sticks. Wait until it can stand before you start whipping it with cat o' nine tails. On and on this went, Karzhk Siegefist knew no better, for it was all he knew. Years passed. Years and years passed. It was his sixteenth name day. His father told him he had no more tests, no more beatings for the now older Karzhk. His father looked him in the eye, uncommon in Duergar and especially his father, "Your only test is to exit the Underdark and prove you and our kind are not what others make us to be. We are what we make us to be. Go, show the surface dwellers what you are capable of, what we ALL are capable of!! ' Without speaking a word, Karzhk nodded and executed an about face and marched off towards the nearest hole leading upwards. Not once did he look back. Not once did he even have an inclination or feeling to look back. His destiny now stood afore him in a very alien world that he would have to adjust to.


Description:

Standing four and a half feet tall and weighing just over two hundred stones, this Duergar has all the appearances of a fighter. His scraggly hair is black in color and hangs loosely about his shoulders and face. Deep set fiery amber eyes peer intently outwards from their sockets, shifting with ease as he observes his surroundings. His nose has been broken several times over and never healer properly and a wheezing noise can be heard from within. His beard is well kept, it glistens with various oils and has been tied off and twisted with beads and gems. Scars crisscross most of his visible skin, their dull white a stark contrast to his ash gray skin. Corded muscle knots the length of his chest and arms and his hands are calloused and well used. Metal studs have been fused to his already overly large knuckles.


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