Post by aribjorn on Jan 10, 2013 18:27:25 GMT -5
Hengist Vendolsson
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Age: not exactly sure but just passing his prime
Gender: Male
Profession: Matig of Hallasholm, wandering duelist
Appearance:
Hengist "Half Troll" is 6' 9" tall heavily muscled but long limbed. he weighs in at around 380 lbs and looks even bigger as most of the time he is dressed fully in armor and furs.
He has the scars of many battles all over his body,
He keeps his long reddish beard and mustache of medium length and has shoulder length reddish hair with a beetling brow adorned by shaggy full eyebrows.
He is a bit long in the tooth and does not do much to tame his wild appearance. His normal expression is quiet, passive and withdrawn, but in reality there is little that escapes him. When he puts on his "game face" he thrusts his head forward and down and his armored shoulders come up. His eyes slit and his brows drop. A sneer forms on both sides of his mouth showing a very wolfish row of teeth and flared nostrils and he uses a penetrating stare that is unbreakable should the object of it even want to remain in it for more than a few seconds.
Aside from his armor(described below) he wears very little, some brown bearskin garments above a green over tunic, green leg wrappings fastened with reddish brown leather, short boots and a belt with many odd and unmatched pouches.
He is elsewhere hirsute and ruddy of complexion, with light blue eyes.
Personality:
His appearance is manufactured carefully to elicit just the response he normally gets.
He can be the worst thing you could ever face, though you would most probably never live to describe it. As a pit fighter, duelist (Skandian style) or mercenary, he is almost unmatched. He is at the top of his profession and rarely needs to prove it any longer. Most wise men fear him, most proper women shun him....most.
But Hengist is a bit of a quandary too. He is not normally violent or uncontrolled, though when this does happen, it happens very quickly and in a ruthlessly, efficient manner. He has a very strict personal code of honor and lawfulness, but will not hesitate in anything he feels prepared to do.
He never backs down, though he may choose his own ground. He never fights unfairly or without honor as he has respect for himself and pride in his skill and reputation.
As stated above he is very observant and is situationally aware. This does not mean he is extremely intelligent, but there is much more going on up under the horned metal helm than you would think.
He is very well versed in his dangerous profession and when not engaged with it, loves to work with animals especially horses. He also enjoys the company children. He will spend time with animals over humans if possible as they see him for what he is without judgment, and children who are not frightened by his appearance find him a very enjoyable playmate.
He is not good with numbers or words or complicated strategies but is very discerning when it comes to people.
History:
Hengist was born on a very stormy night his mother delivered two sons giving her life to do so. The two infants were both so large that not only did they kill their mother during childbirth, their father could not fathom how he would feed and care for them both unless he hitched them to a wagon. He fostered one out to a traveler that was staying in the same hall he was and never saw his other son again. He was not particularly saddened by this as he knew that the two were not even truly his sons. His wife would not admit to who the father truly was. The couple had drifted apart prior to the birth, and Hengist's father looked at her death as a new start and a chance for freedom. He took Hengist and raised him, training him to fight as he had done in his youth and entered him in the pits and arenas from the time he could stand. The boy was always ahead of the rest in size and strength and his father treated him like a prized fighting horse, managed wisely and fed well, healed and rested when needed. Hengist did not disappoint. In his many long years in the ring and even as a mercenary afterwords there had only been one man who ever vanquished him and that man had disappeared after mauling him so badly that it took months for him to recover. When he did recover he became a duelist wandering all over Skandia, Teutland and even more remote parts of the continent. He made a fortune dueling men and claiming their money, lands and goods when they were defeated. His father(Who had managed all of his affairs since he was a child) died on the road and Hengist tried to manage alone , However his lack of business sense eventually left him impoverished. He sold himself into slavery to a Jarl that offered to put him back into the fighting circles and he returned to his former condition, though he was not free to enjoy it.
He became his master's bodyguard when not in competition and rose to power until one night his master in a drunken rage forced Hengist to fight him over the attentions one of his wives seemed to be paying him and Hengist killed him thus winning back his freedom.
As he prepared to leave the Hold of the Jarl he slew, he accepted the help of a young Skald and jonguler he knew to be temporarily in his master's employ and together they have become a formidable team.
Additional Information:
Hengist wears a collection of armor that is rather eclectic and ever changing. He has gathered it piece by piece from his vanquished opponents. As this is the case, nothing matches anything else, however he keeps each piece according to its significance to him and the difficulty it took to win.
He carries a set of matching hammers that are made in the shape of goat's heads, he has a large Gualic pattern welded sword that he can wield with one hand but most would use two. He prefers to carry a round shield but they are used and replaced quickly as shields are very much expendable in his line of work.
He knows how to mend and care for his armor and clothing and knows how to make a shield, but that is the extent of his crafting ability.
He has no animals himself, but as said before, Hengist is very good with them, and good at training them. He trains horses, but will not ride anything less than a full sized draft horse, quoting an old phrase that his father used to spout when Hengist asked for a horse of his own, that: "Corpulence or great size is cruel to a riding horse, you may as well let one ride you!"
He caries a dagger strapped to his right thigh and a drinking horn which gets allot of use wherever he goes on a rough hempen cord.
He also wears a small medallion around his neck of a bear. it's meaning and significance is known only to himself.
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Age: not exactly sure but just passing his prime
Gender: Male
Profession: Matig of Hallasholm, wandering duelist
Appearance:
Hengist "Half Troll" is 6' 9" tall heavily muscled but long limbed. he weighs in at around 380 lbs and looks even bigger as most of the time he is dressed fully in armor and furs.
He has the scars of many battles all over his body,
He keeps his long reddish beard and mustache of medium length and has shoulder length reddish hair with a beetling brow adorned by shaggy full eyebrows.
He is a bit long in the tooth and does not do much to tame his wild appearance. His normal expression is quiet, passive and withdrawn, but in reality there is little that escapes him. When he puts on his "game face" he thrusts his head forward and down and his armored shoulders come up. His eyes slit and his brows drop. A sneer forms on both sides of his mouth showing a very wolfish row of teeth and flared nostrils and he uses a penetrating stare that is unbreakable should the object of it even want to remain in it for more than a few seconds.
Aside from his armor(described below) he wears very little, some brown bearskin garments above a green over tunic, green leg wrappings fastened with reddish brown leather, short boots and a belt with many odd and unmatched pouches.
He is elsewhere hirsute and ruddy of complexion, with light blue eyes.
Personality:
His appearance is manufactured carefully to elicit just the response he normally gets.
He can be the worst thing you could ever face, though you would most probably never live to describe it. As a pit fighter, duelist (Skandian style) or mercenary, he is almost unmatched. He is at the top of his profession and rarely needs to prove it any longer. Most wise men fear him, most proper women shun him....most.
But Hengist is a bit of a quandary too. He is not normally violent or uncontrolled, though when this does happen, it happens very quickly and in a ruthlessly, efficient manner. He has a very strict personal code of honor and lawfulness, but will not hesitate in anything he feels prepared to do.
He never backs down, though he may choose his own ground. He never fights unfairly or without honor as he has respect for himself and pride in his skill and reputation.
As stated above he is very observant and is situationally aware. This does not mean he is extremely intelligent, but there is much more going on up under the horned metal helm than you would think.
He is very well versed in his dangerous profession and when not engaged with it, loves to work with animals especially horses. He also enjoys the company children. He will spend time with animals over humans if possible as they see him for what he is without judgment, and children who are not frightened by his appearance find him a very enjoyable playmate.
He is not good with numbers or words or complicated strategies but is very discerning when it comes to people.
History:
Hengist was born on a very stormy night his mother delivered two sons giving her life to do so. The two infants were both so large that not only did they kill their mother during childbirth, their father could not fathom how he would feed and care for them both unless he hitched them to a wagon. He fostered one out to a traveler that was staying in the same hall he was and never saw his other son again. He was not particularly saddened by this as he knew that the two were not even truly his sons. His wife would not admit to who the father truly was. The couple had drifted apart prior to the birth, and Hengist's father looked at her death as a new start and a chance for freedom. He took Hengist and raised him, training him to fight as he had done in his youth and entered him in the pits and arenas from the time he could stand. The boy was always ahead of the rest in size and strength and his father treated him like a prized fighting horse, managed wisely and fed well, healed and rested when needed. Hengist did not disappoint. In his many long years in the ring and even as a mercenary afterwords there had only been one man who ever vanquished him and that man had disappeared after mauling him so badly that it took months for him to recover. When he did recover he became a duelist wandering all over Skandia, Teutland and even more remote parts of the continent. He made a fortune dueling men and claiming their money, lands and goods when they were defeated. His father(Who had managed all of his affairs since he was a child) died on the road and Hengist tried to manage alone , However his lack of business sense eventually left him impoverished. He sold himself into slavery to a Jarl that offered to put him back into the fighting circles and he returned to his former condition, though he was not free to enjoy it.
He became his master's bodyguard when not in competition and rose to power until one night his master in a drunken rage forced Hengist to fight him over the attentions one of his wives seemed to be paying him and Hengist killed him thus winning back his freedom.
As he prepared to leave the Hold of the Jarl he slew, he accepted the help of a young Skald and jonguler he knew to be temporarily in his master's employ and together they have become a formidable team.
Additional Information:
Hengist wears a collection of armor that is rather eclectic and ever changing. He has gathered it piece by piece from his vanquished opponents. As this is the case, nothing matches anything else, however he keeps each piece according to its significance to him and the difficulty it took to win.
He carries a set of matching hammers that are made in the shape of goat's heads, he has a large Gualic pattern welded sword that he can wield with one hand but most would use two. He prefers to carry a round shield but they are used and replaced quickly as shields are very much expendable in his line of work.
He knows how to mend and care for his armor and clothing and knows how to make a shield, but that is the extent of his crafting ability.
He has no animals himself, but as said before, Hengist is very good with them, and good at training them. He trains horses, but will not ride anything less than a full sized draft horse, quoting an old phrase that his father used to spout when Hengist asked for a horse of his own, that: "Corpulence or great size is cruel to a riding horse, you may as well let one ride you!"
He caries a dagger strapped to his right thigh and a drinking horn which gets allot of use wherever he goes on a rough hempen cord.
He also wears a small medallion around his neck of a bear. it's meaning and significance is known only to himself.