Name: Raglar The Brutal Race: Human Age: 26 Sex: Male Race: The Wraith Sexuality: Straight Physical description: Blue eyes, dark brown hair. 6'6" with muscular and strong build. Massive upper and lower body, both scarred with burns, wounds and normal scrapes. His back has scars from lashes that he took from a whip as a child. That was punishment for defiance, even at a young age. He keeps his hair short, shaving his beard and mustache a lot along with his head. A scar runs down the side of his face, made by a blade his father held. It runs from his left temple to his left jawline. Weighs 326 pounds without armor, all muscle. Personality: First option in a fight is to cripple and execute his enemy. Quite the ally, but a mean enemy. Once friendship is gained, he will respect and protect you with his shield and sword alike, willing to spill blood for his friends, he fearless and...well, brutal. After a kill, he will mutter something, often Holy sounding or i Latin. But if its English, its harsh and cruel, as he lets his adrenaline speak when angered. Equipment: http://image.dhgate.com/albu_518730072_00/1.0x0.jpg Made of a strong, durable, mithril-steel combo, this weapon is strong and can kill an unarmored target rather easily and is a testament to God, Heaven and the Angels he models himself after https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1e/d5/55/1ed555525c46bb02ed3c2eedaaf0ad06.jpg Violent. Cold. Brutal. Made of mithril, this shield can take some major hits, but remains light and usable. Leather straps hold it to his arm, lapping over his armor and connected to the shield with steel http://images.wikia.com/runescape/images/2/25/Primal_armour_art.png Armor, made of a thick, strong mithril, this armor feels light and almost not there, yet it is as strong as dragon scales. Under the armor, he wears a thick layer of leather made from the skin of bears and wolves, Hardy and reliable, this layer is also covered by a layer of chainmail, adding more protection at the cost of only some weight. Backstory: A child of neglect and hatred, he was a violent and dominating individual. Punished by lashing, pain became a normal sensation. Before lashing, it was shallow, painful cuts. One from his father still remains on his face. His mother was murdered by his drunk of a father, who he then killed with his own sword. His mother died in his arms that day, holding her stomach as the baby her father had impregnated her with died with her. He had taken his father's armor, weapon and shield. It only seemed right, his father had stolen from him, so he stole back. Ever since, he's traveled the land, drinking constantly while maintaining a decent moral standpoint. Technically a sinner, but for the right reasons. He kills in the defense of the weak, often protecting women and children from any and all harm he can. He was killed by the Black Hand of Sauron, his throat slit at the bottom of Mount Doom. Other: He keeps a small flask in his backpack along with a bible, as praying and drinking go hand and hand with him.