Darro Jaggedshore

[Darro_Jaggedshore]

Name: Darro Jaggedshore
Race: Svefra
Birthday: Twelfth day of Summer, 488 AV
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Physical description: Darro stands at 6’2” and weighs 230 pounds.
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown, wild and tangled
He bears a tattoo of an orcha on his right forearm and many scars along his body. He is muscular, having spent his life hauling line and moving cargo. On his right cheek are the four long scars left by a woman he had raped. His beard is often wild.
Personality: Gruff, bordering on arrogant. When he sets his mind to something he can be relentless in achieving his goals.
Ethics: Darro believes in only one thing; Might makes right. He does not care about honor, nor does he play by the rules. There are no laws he hasn’t broken and few crimes he hasn’t committed. He is capable of feeling compassion, but only to those few he cares about.
Likes: Women and brawling. He likes to gamble, and he loves to drink. He has a weak spot for Inartan women.
Dislikes: His pod. Branded an outlaw and left in the ocean to die, Darro regularly plots his revenge. Never a religious man, he doesn’t care for those who preach about their gods. He also dislikes magic and science.
Personal history: Darro was born on the twelfth day of the summer season, and from the beginning he was destined to a life of violence. His mother died in child birth, and Darro was raised by his aunt. He worked hard for much of his life, but was quick to anger. He always felt that somehow he didn’t belong. When he came of age he became a raider and found that he enjoyed the thrill of battle. Often, he would charge into battle ahead of the others, and often paid the price in blood. When he turned eighteen he asked to marry the daughter of the Lia. When he was rejected, he turned violent and raped the girl. For his crime, he was branded an outlaw and thrown from the ship to die. He survived, however, and awoke along the shores of Syliras. From that point on, Darro Jaggedshore has burned with the desire to take his revenge on the pod who left him to die, but without a ship of his own, he is forced to live his life on dry land. Ever since, he has worked as a soldier of fortune, seeking the day that he can buy his own ship and his own crew and take his revenge. While he prides himself on his courage and skill, he lacks the many societal behaviors that are expected of the people of Syliras.
Religion: He bears the mark of Laviku, but finds religion tedious.
Training and skills:
Sneaking/burglary: 9pts
Long Swords: 9pts
Leather Craft: 4pts
Guile: 5pts
Strength: 10pts
Brawling: 8pts
Story Telling: 5pts
Equipment: Starting cloak, coat, and footwear.
1 Water Skin
1 week’s supply of food
1 eating Knife
Flint and Steel
Cutlass
Heirloom: His mothers Sharktooth pendant on leather thong.
Ledger: 100 mizas