[b]Name:[/b] Rolnak Ordoth [b]Gender:[/b] Male S[b]pecies:[/b] Bull Daeva/Human Halfbreed [b]Age:[/b] 30 [b]Appearance:[/b] Rolnak is a hulking giant of a man, he stands over 6'4" and has muscles like solid iron. He has a face that looks like it was chiselled out of granite, by a very poor mason. He is certainly not attractive, the rough square jaw and the low furrowed brow are proof of this, his smile is not the prettiest of sights either. Most of his teeth are rotted away and replaced with gold or silver pointed fangs instead, the few molars that have clung to survival are yellow or black with cavities. Rolnak has a lot of body hair which he shaves on a regular basis (along with his head), not for hygiene but to show off his 'art'. He has covered most of his body in black tattoo's (not to mention a few piercings), strange with a ritualistic look to them that often associates with the bull or death. Some are faded with age and scaring showing that he must have had them for a long time, yet some are fresh, showing that he still wants more. Rolnak almost always wears armour on his legs, leather's mainly but some plate armour in actual battle offers more protection. His belt is main of iron plates, like a watch, with a central buckle. He is never seen without his steel plated boots or his talisman, the jaw bone from a bull, hanging around his neck. On his torso he only bothers to wear clothing for battle, normally he walks armour bare chested. Though now he does also wear a long brown leather coat with the sleeves torn off at the shoulders. [b]Physical Quirks:[/b] The main physical quirks Rolnak has are his teeth, the tattoos and the prominent piercings through the centre of his nose and his ears. He has some scars on his body, a long one runs down his left side. The only thing that makes him look bull like are the extra body hair and the nose ring, however he can change into a partial minotaur if he wishes to, though because of his half blood he finds it painful to change. [b]Weapons:[/b] On his belt are a long, wide knife and a one handed fighting axe. On his back a mighty broadsword, like a giant cleaver, is slung. [b]Background:[/b] Rolnak was born in the back streets of Jahzara, his family were better off than those on Sassucus, but not my that much. The small wooden house had only two rooms for seven people, life was tough, but you survived. Rolnak had been a weedy and stunted child, bullied by his brothers and their friends. All that time, he was beaten and the hate welled up inside of him like a fire, intense and burning anyone it touched. It got too much for him one day, before they came to knock him around a bit he found a broken fence post. He had been waiting for them, and one some child was able to beat four of his elders to a bloody pulp. From that day on it was like he was a different person, he didn't care about people, he became to bully he had despised, and with age he got bigger and stronger and mighty. On his fifteenth birthday he was over 6ft tall and stronger than a frown man. By the time he was eighteen the was stronger than three grown men, no one would fight him and his rages with still legendary. No one knew if he was feral or not, he was such and angry person anyway, there was no way to tell. One day he got into a serious fight against a trader who had the mistake of ripping him off. Rolnak broke his neck and crushed him like a twig. he was run out of town and was left penniless in an Outpost. It was there he got into another fight, this one seen by a captain of Raha's guard of enforcers to keep fear and respect for the monarchy. He was taken and spent the next three years of his life being transformed to a brawler and fighter into a feared warrior. From there he had become a feared man in Xerxes, known by the general public for being brutal and harsh. He does not work with the guard much anymore, mainly maintaining a level of fear to keep citizens in line. [b]Extra:[/b] The tattoos are a sign of Rolnaks superstitious beliefs, he has been accumulating them since around he was sixteen. They are to ward off bad luck and protect him from harm and death. Rolnak is afraid of only one thing, magic, he has a deep distrust of it and is also bitter yet respectful to a mage. As said before, no one knows whether or no he is feral, or whether he is just as brutal as he has always been.