[b]Name:[/b] Lifts-Many-Boulders
[b]Age:[/b] 28
[b]Race:[/b] Argonian
[b]Class:[/b] Tank

[b]Portrait:[/b] [center]
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[b]Sum your life so far into a single paragraph:[/b] [indent][i]“Under the Ritual stars, my egg sat under the Hist Tree long time. Too long. Egg-Tender said I would die, but they dropped me into the sap pond. I was hatched in sap. I drank from the Hist until I was big and strong. Bigger and stronger than others, heal faster. Don’t remember much before dark elves came and take me. Killed others. Dresmer cruel, make me move things when I don’t want to. Move large rocks from kwama mines. Called me Lifts-Many-Boulders so much I can’t remember my first name no more. They liked to hit me because they knew I’ll heal fast. One nice Dres girl though. She took care of me and gave me food when I’m hungry, read to me. Her name was Shayla Dals. Then Argonians raided camp, start killing Dresmer. Nice girl freed me when the masters were distracted, so I picked her up and run into swamp. She saved me, so I save her. Dresmer yell and chase me. I kept going. Then they catch me and tell me to put her down. So I put her down. She runs. They try to hurt me, and I joined egg-brothers and egg-sisters in killing Dresmer. I killed lots, lots of Dresmer. Tore their arms off. Their heads. My people brought me back to Black Marsh. Shadowscales taught me how to use my strength. Easy ways to hurt people, easy to remember. Grabs, making arms and legs bend the[/i] other [i]way. Then they let me join their raids on Dresmer. Sometimes I run first, get hit, break things, and then my egg-brothers and sisters come. Sometimes I hide under the water. I just did what they told me, just like Dresmer. Just like Dresmer hate all argonians, argonians hated all Dresmer. One raid I find nice girl again. Shayla Dals. Then egg-brother hurt her. Then I hurt egg-brother. Now tribe hates me, so I left. Never returned. Never will.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What was the most difficult decision you've ever had to make?:[/b] [indent][i]“Eat wamasu egg? Or eat kwama egg? No… no, eat cliff strider egg. No! Eat slaughterfish eggs! No… left the nice one… I left Shyra Dals.”[/i][/indent]

[b]Tell me how other people would describe you?:[/b] [indent][i]“I hear ‘giant fucker.’ And ‘holy shit.’ Others call me boots and laugh. I don’t get the joke.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What are your outside interests?:[/b] [indent][i]“People think I like to fight. I don’t. I like peace. I like to swim. I like fish. I like to grab things from high places for small people. I like to move big things for weak people. I like people reading to me. I like to carve wood with my claws, make them look like fish and people. I only fight because I have to.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What are your greatest strengths?:[/b] [indent][i]“Strong arms. Strong scales. Heal fast.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What are your weaknesses?:[/b] [indent][i]“Don’t like talk. Don’t like puzzles. Don’t like small doors.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What are your aspirations for the future?:[/b] [indent][i]“I want to join a family. I want to be useful to them. I want peace with them and protect them when there’s not. I want a tribe, far away from Dresmer.”[/i][/indent]

[b]Why do you want to join this guild?:[/b] [indent][i]“I am only good at one thing. Guess.”[/i][/indent]

[b]What are your expectations of the guild?:[/b] [indent][i]“Be my tribe.”[/i][/indent]
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[row][cell]Skill Level[/cell][cell][b]Skill[/b][/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Expert[/cell][cell]Athletics, Hand to Hand[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Adept[/cell][cell]Block[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Apprentice[/cell][cell] [/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Novice[/cell][cell]Restoration*, Stealth[/cell][/row]
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[row][cell]Magic School[/cell][cell][b]Spells[/b][/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Destruction[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Conjuration[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Restoration[/cell][cell]Despite his disconnection with his heritage, Boulder is extremely attuned to the Hist. He has a powerful command over his Histskin which allows him to quickly recover from injury. Alternatively, he can call forth a surge of the Hist's power to rapidly regenerate his wounds mid-battle at the cost of slowing down his passive recovery for the next couple days.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Illusion[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Alteration[/cell][cell]N/A[/cell][/row]
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[row][cell]Equipment Type[/cell][cell][b]Item[/b][/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Weapon[/cell][cell]Some big ol’ clawed and meaty fists, and a massive maw full of teeth.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Armour[/cell][cell]No armor except for the hardened scales on Boulder’s massive body. He's at least seven feet tall and probably weighs a ton, and the rooster frills on the back of his head help him detect things underwater and regulate his body temperature. He wears some scrappy leather belts and harnesses to carry a couple of things with him.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Food/Provisions[/cell][cell]A variety of both raw and preserved (salted and smoked) seafood. Includes: salmon, roe, histcarp, mudcrab, and slaughterfish. He also has a pouch or two full of eggs that’s been padded with troll fat.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Alchemical Ingredients[/cell][cell]Technically, the roe, histcarp, mudcrab chitin, slaughterfish scales, and troll fat would be alchemical ingredients if Boulder didn’t plan on eating them first.[/cell][/row]
[row][cell]Miscellaneous[/cell][cell]A collection of leather necklaces and bracelets with bone, shell, stone, and feather charms.[/cell][/row]
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