Banir Ironwood

[Banir Ironwood]

Banir Ironwood Banir Full image Basic Information Race: Mix Breed- Isur, Vanatha Birthday & Age : 38 (Approximately in late Adolescent for Isur) Born Winter 92, 474 AV Gender: Male Languages Language 1: Common Language 2: Generally just making guestures Physical Description Standing at 6’0 and weighing roughly two hundred and twenty seven pounds he is a burly young man. With his fathers strength he gained his height and his less pale completion from his mothers side of the family. Giving him thick muscles and durable bones, both with are rather easily noticed. This shows in also shows in the dirty blonde hair he has, tarnished with darker roots. The bones held within his skin are a little prominent and help to prove his Isur heritage. A final feature he gained from his mother are the eyes the Vantha have, however Banir's eyes seem to be red for the majority of the time. Character Concept Banir has a standard personality where he is silent and doen’t often speak but when he does he makes sure that its intent is met. Though seeming to be intimidating at first he is rather gentle and is good with children, though quick to recede from others. Until he is caught in battle he becomes a pure berserker letting his rage fuel his stamina, which carries out his amazing strength. Banir was scared by his father at a young age, this led him to a negative view of himself. Strong in believing he is a disgrace and often treats himself like one. So he usually hides his face behind his scarf and hood letting only his eyes show from beneath it. Despite his self view Banir has strong morals and believes in not taking a life unless it is necessary. The term 'friendly' is awkward for Banir being that he'll be rather open with other races. But he tends to be a little more quite around Vantha or Isur. Banir is slightly religious and he often prays to Izurdin and Morwen. He has a small hobbie of craving and often will be seen sitting down carving using the tips of his armoured fingers to cut away at the wood. Occasionally he will just sit there for hours carving away carefully going even as far as to skip a meal. Banir's Face Spoiler : During a fateful day Banir's face was brutally scarred by his father. He had made the grave mistake of insulting his father while including his mother. His father then grew enraged at this, took a metal rod that had been resting in the forge. After kicking his son to the grown he put his foot on Banir's chest. Slashing three times the hot rod both burned and sliced his flesh. It left him burned and bleeding. His nose now has a perminate dip on its bridge. The eye on his left is pulled slightly making him unable to fully close it. As well as the corner of his mouth is also pulled making it difficult to speak. Finally his lips heal over sometimes, so in order to speak or eat he has to stretch his mouth open so the healed flesh tears. In places the scars left marks even on his skull and jaw. His father had marked him like this and called him numerous names that set his heart low. His father did this when he was twenty four years old. Though biologically he was only fourteen. Character History Banir Ironwood was born from a Vanathan mother and an Isurian father. His father was 5'8 with blonde hair and the usual stocky build of an Isur while his mother was about 6'0 with raven black hair and the gentle hints of deep red in her hair. While father was an amazing smithy and his mother was a brilliant social woman with spectacular people’s skills. Some believe it was her social skills are what brok his fathers cold heart letting in some warmth. They met near Wind Reach, later they fell in love and had Banir. This is where the story of his life turns sad, at Banir’s birth it was far too much for his mother to handle and died in the process. His father often beat him seeing him as the murderer of the woman he loved, though his father did teach him some metal skills. With his own two young hands he made his own armour understudying his father. The most of his armour was focused oh his right arm as it didn’t have the natural protection of his left. The fingers of the armour where made to be both protective and as a weapon of sorts. The armour he adorns with symbols of the two gods of which are of both his parents cultural background the right. He has many symbols of Izurdian upon his right shoulder guard and a few snowflakes to honnor Morwen. Praying to them often for either help, for guidance, for what he should do with his life. But once he’d learned enough of his father’s skills he took his father’s coat and his own hand made armour running his way to the Vanathan city of Avanthal. Before he could leave, his father scared him after a sever falling out between the two. He rarely talks of this incident and may even lie about it. In Avanthal he learned to be more open hearted though since his father placed the three scars on his face. His story begins as he is in the city for little over a week now. Training (Skills, Arcana, Gnosis, Lore) Armourer: 15/100 Weapon smiting: 10/100 Brawling: 23/100 Unarmed Combat: 2/100 Carving: 12/100 Running: 14/100 Interrogation: 4/100 Negotiation: 1/100 Observation: 10/ 100 Fishing: 2/100 Persuasion: 1/100 Body Building: 3/100 Meditation: 1/100 Tactics: 2/100 Teaching: 3/100 Acting: 2/100 Tracking: 1/100 Lore: Praying to Izurdin Providing Openings in a Fight Stopping Before Severely Injuring Swallowing One's Pride Suppressing Rage Being in the Middle of an Old Argument Avoiding One's Past A Game of Denial   Equipment and Possessions Boots One cloak made for the north One pair of brown pants Boots with metal-like gleaves on them Iron shoulder pads. Armour on his right arm   Ledger 100 Mizas -5 SM (Meal)   Thread List Carving out a new Future: Fall 22, 511 AV Dinner and New Friends: 73rd Fall 511 (early evening) Fishing for information: 75th Fall, 511 A Friendly Spar: 7th Winter, 511 Horse Play: 43rd Winter, 511 No excuses: 44th Winter, 511 Brawling for Idiots: 46th Winter, 511 The Berszerker and the Pycon: Winter 48th, 511 The black giant falls...: 52nd of Winter [Location] Iceglaze hold (Cheshire): 54th of Winter A quite afternoon: Winter 55th, 511 A good song that describes Banir is: Another song for when Banir is in his post Berserk mood: