This is what I got so far, thoughts, feedback, help and ideas welcome! [hider=My Hider] [hider][hr.][hr.][h1][b][i][color=gray][center]Gerric Roar Halfden[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/23/11/87/23118790e48211bc067dd5cf80a09c86.jpg[/img] [b][color=gray]Character Quote:[/color][/b][/center] Stand by your own trial and not by what others say. Not every cloud which darkens the day brings rain. [hr.][hr.][h3][b][i][color=gray][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=gray]Name:[/color][/b] Gerrik Roar Halfden [b][color=gray]Aliases:[/color][/b] [b][color=gray]Age:[/color][/b] 28 [b][color=gray]Birthday:[/color][/b] January 21st [b][color=gray]Death Date:[/color][/b] March 14th [b][color=gray]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Caucasian [b][color=gray]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Copenhagen, Denmark [b][color=gray]Godly Parent:[/color][/b] Aegir [b][color=gray]How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla:[/color][/b] Since 8th century [b][color=gray]Gender:[/color][/b] Male [b][color=gray]Languages:[/color][/b] Old Norse, Old Franconian, French, Danish, English. [hr.][hr.][h3][b][i][color=gray][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=gray]Height:[/color][/b] 6’1” [b][color=gray]Weight:[/color][/b] 240lbs [b][color=gray]Body Type:[/color][/b] Athletic and muscular [b][color=gray]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Ocean blue [b][color=gray]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Dark brown [b][color=gray]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Light [b][color=gray]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Beneath his clothing he is littered with scars and tattoos, each telling of his hardships, trials and victories. Has a few simple piercings. [b][color=gray]Personal Style:[/color][/b] His style has adapted over his long stay at the hotel, growing and changing with the times and newcomers but it always holds homage to his Viking roots. He likes his clothing simple, of natural fabrics and plain colours. He is often adorned in silver jewellery. Rings, thick earrings and a solid necklace. [hr.][hr.][h3][b][i][color=gray][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [i][color=gray][center]Brave * Impulsive * Resourceful * Reckless * Charming * Ill tempered [/center][/color][/i] [b][color=gray]Sexuality:[/color][/b] straight [b][color=gray]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] single [b][color=gray]Personality:[/color][/b] (One paragraph or more) Care free [b][color=gray]Fatal Flaw:[/color][/b] [b][color=gray]Habits:[/color][/b] [b][color=gray]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Drinking, brawling, sailing, fishing, f@&$ing. [b][color=gray]Fears:[/color][/b] [list][*] [*] [*][/list] [b][color=gray]Likes:[/color][/b] [list][*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*][/list] [b][color=gray]Dislikes:[/color][/b] [list][*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*][/list] [hr.][hr.][h3][b][i][color=gray][center]Skills[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3] [b][color=gray]Demigod Abilities:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Water manipulation [*] [/list] [b][color=gray]General Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Sailing [*] Fishing [*] Farming [*] [*] [*] [/list] [b][color=gray]Combat Skills:[/color][/b] [list] [*] Brawling [*] Spear work [*] Endurance / resilience [*] [/list] [b][color=gray]Magic Item:[/color][/b] [list] [*]Mug of Endless ale: Wrongly named, this mug has swivelling runestones for the handle allowing for many combinations. Each combination can be used to record what ever liquid is currently in the mug and then recreate it endlessly. It mostly just has various ales, some of which have magical properties. Ale of loose lips Ale of vigor [*][/list] [b][color=gray]What Do They Carry On Them:[/color][/b] [list][*]Clothing - [*]Purse/Wallet - [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [/list] [b][color=gray]Possessions In Hotel Room:[/color][/b] (What Does he or she keep at their hotel room, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.) [list] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [*] [/list][hr.][hr.][h3][b][color=gray][center][i]History[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3] [b][color=gray]Biography[/color][/b] Born to a Frankish missionary Vigon never really fit in or was accepted. Back in his mother’s homeland they were ridiculed and chased out for the story of his conception and her troubled religious beliefs. Moving back to where he was born amongst the Danes things were not much better there either. His mother’s different background, jumbled beliefs and wild claims made Vigon the focus of much ire and brutality. They had a hard life ahead of them but it was made slightly easier when they were eventually taken in by a lonely fisherman. The fisherman was a heartless crippled ex-warrior simply awaiting his inglorious death, drinking to pass the time until it came. He was a drunk and a violent one at that. The man had little but always a tankard of ale could be found in his hand not that Vigon ever knew where the ale came from. While not a great father he still did the job where none other were present. He taught Vigon how to survive the world, but most importantly he taught him how to survive it alone. Vigon wasn’t always alone though, in his early teen years he was blessed with a younger sister. As a young adult he fortunate to find his wife. Vigon grew to became a capable farmer and fisherman, looking after his family and providing for them. However this semblance of peace only lasted several years before everything was suddenly and unexpectedly taken away from him. His mother, his sister, his wife, their unborn child and his house was gone. The only thing the raiders left was the crippled angry old man. Vengeance filled Vigons heart and the next few years saw him initiate himself into a raiding team. He had to work, crawl, and climb his way up from lower than the bottom. He was a nothing who endured every type of hardship and humility just to get a place on their boat. But by the time he finally had, with a few successful raids under his belt, he was sent to aid instead of attack his sworn enemy. Vigon’s vengeance clouded his mind. He did not see the mockery or lies of his comrades for what they were. He was encouraged to challenge the rival clan believing it would lead to retribution, but it never did nor would. [b][color=gray]How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla:[/color][/b] Vigon, in a matter of years, became a warrior and fought for his name and his family. His death came while seeking revenge on a misleading quest. It was a fair, honest and fierce duel. A one on one challenge that saw both combatants die. [hr.][hr.][h3][b][color=gray][center][i]Additional Information[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3] [b][color=gray]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [b][color=gray]Extra Information:[/color][/b] [color=red]I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.[/color] [/hider]