Cahan
Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 7:41 pm
Name: Cahan
Age: 33
Race: Human
Height: 6'5
Weight: 255
Physical Description: Cahan is tall, wide shoulders with a muscular build. He has long dark hair and a thin beard that covers his face and chin. His features are very rough and his skin thick. His voice is very deep and although he is not of noble blood, his speech is proper and strong. He is also very smart and understands politics and the art of warfare. His attired is of rich cloths, well tailored and armor clad.
Strengths: Cahan spent much of his youth as a bare knuckle fighter and is very good at brawling. He is also very skilled at smithing as he started to learn at age 20. He has strong leadership skills and is very persuasive, which makes it easy to rally people to his cause.
Weakness: He is not very good with weapons nor does he have any magical powers or items. He doesn't have very strong armor and the plates are only covering his shoulders, chest, wrist, and shins. After years of bare knuckle fights, his hands are worn and fingers swollen from broken bones, something that he is reminded of each winter. His right knee is injured and keeps him from moving very fast or running. He prefer to do business with humans only, although he will associate with non humans if the need arises.
Possessions:
A small leather bag that he keeps coins and valuable items he comes across in his travels. A steal-chained necklace that he wears around his neck with a crest on it. He also carries a second leather bag (slightly larger than the first) in which he has a pair of lucky tongues. He has a home on the outskirts of Shim and a blacksmith shop in the Business district.
Short history: Cahan is a fiery and impetuous and a bold man, but he lacks the cool head of a strategist. He is a rogue by nature, spending much of his time on the road and carries very little on his person.
He was born and raised in the northern lands, where tyrants were a thing of the past and the people ruled their own lives. He had been told many times as a child of the old ways when powerful men ruled the people with an iron fist and democracy was a term spoken by fools who wished to be black-bagged and carried off into the night never to be seen again. Life was simply and he spent it in the company of his father (the best weapons smith in the north) his mother (a merchant of jewelry) and his younger sister who helped their mother in the shop.
At the age of 25 a band of cut-throats, humans and dwarfs alike; came into their small village and attempted to take it over. With no guards or armed forces to protect the village, they marched in and began taking what they wanted and doing what ever they pleased. They forced Cahan's father to make for them armor and weapons and forced the village to feed and shelter them for free. Cahan, along with a dozen other able-bodied men stood against the band of thugs and were defeated. Most of the men died and the ones that lived were forced to leave the village.
Life was hard on the road and Cahan had no place to call home. He did odd jobs from time to time to earn coin. After spending five years on the road, he happened upon the city of Marn, a place far away from his former home and decided to stay. It would be unlikely that anyone there would know of him or his shame. He bought himself a small home just outside of Shim and set up shop in the Business district doing smithing work for coin where he has been for the past three years. Life began to take on a new meaning as Cahan began his new life in Marn. He met a local blacksmith by the name of Joran Vondan, and after sharing secrets of the trade and other things, they became friends. Life was simple, but Cahan wanted more. Then he met a woman by the name of Keeva. A thief by trade and someone who was into blackmarket deals. After taking part in blackmarket deals, and trafficking stolen weapons he met up with a man known simply by Three. Three was his connection to the Paragon, and once he joined the rebel group he worked hard to raise himself toward a position of power.
Age: 33
Race: Human
Height: 6'5
Weight: 255
Physical Description: Cahan is tall, wide shoulders with a muscular build. He has long dark hair and a thin beard that covers his face and chin. His features are very rough and his skin thick. His voice is very deep and although he is not of noble blood, his speech is proper and strong. He is also very smart and understands politics and the art of warfare. His attired is of rich cloths, well tailored and armor clad.
Strengths: Cahan spent much of his youth as a bare knuckle fighter and is very good at brawling. He is also very skilled at smithing as he started to learn at age 20. He has strong leadership skills and is very persuasive, which makes it easy to rally people to his cause.
Weakness: He is not very good with weapons nor does he have any magical powers or items. He doesn't have very strong armor and the plates are only covering his shoulders, chest, wrist, and shins. After years of bare knuckle fights, his hands are worn and fingers swollen from broken bones, something that he is reminded of each winter. His right knee is injured and keeps him from moving very fast or running. He prefer to do business with humans only, although he will associate with non humans if the need arises.
Possessions:
A small leather bag that he keeps coins and valuable items he comes across in his travels. A steal-chained necklace that he wears around his neck with a crest on it. He also carries a second leather bag (slightly larger than the first) in which he has a pair of lucky tongues. He has a home on the outskirts of Shim and a blacksmith shop in the Business district.
Short history: Cahan is a fiery and impetuous and a bold man, but he lacks the cool head of a strategist. He is a rogue by nature, spending much of his time on the road and carries very little on his person.
He was born and raised in the northern lands, where tyrants were a thing of the past and the people ruled their own lives. He had been told many times as a child of the old ways when powerful men ruled the people with an iron fist and democracy was a term spoken by fools who wished to be black-bagged and carried off into the night never to be seen again. Life was simply and he spent it in the company of his father (the best weapons smith in the north) his mother (a merchant of jewelry) and his younger sister who helped their mother in the shop.
At the age of 25 a band of cut-throats, humans and dwarfs alike; came into their small village and attempted to take it over. With no guards or armed forces to protect the village, they marched in and began taking what they wanted and doing what ever they pleased. They forced Cahan's father to make for them armor and weapons and forced the village to feed and shelter them for free. Cahan, along with a dozen other able-bodied men stood against the band of thugs and were defeated. Most of the men died and the ones that lived were forced to leave the village.
Life was hard on the road and Cahan had no place to call home. He did odd jobs from time to time to earn coin. After spending five years on the road, he happened upon the city of Marn, a place far away from his former home and decided to stay. It would be unlikely that anyone there would know of him or his shame. He bought himself a small home just outside of Shim and set up shop in the Business district doing smithing work for coin where he has been for the past three years. Life began to take on a new meaning as Cahan began his new life in Marn. He met a local blacksmith by the name of Joran Vondan, and after sharing secrets of the trade and other things, they became friends. Life was simple, but Cahan wanted more. Then he met a woman by the name of Keeva. A thief by trade and someone who was into blackmarket deals. After taking part in blackmarket deals, and trafficking stolen weapons he met up with a man known simply by Three. Three was his connection to the Paragon, and once he joined the rebel group he worked hard to raise himself toward a position of power.