This is the kind of rp i love the most, hope you don't mind me dropping a cs here.


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Name: Dolivodro Kaspov
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Ingvarr
Rank: 5 of Swords
Appearance:
 A tall somewhat bulky man with two ram like horns that curve out from the top of his red headed short spiky hair. He is a clearly fit and toned adventurer with some experience under his belt. He has a slight stubble of trimmed mutton chops for facial hair. When not wearing his armor he can be seen wearing somewhat baggy clothing clearly fit for the colder climates of the north that have been worn down from years of use, specifically a brown furred coat with a hood and chestnut colored pants.

Personality: Calm and kind hearted when outside of combat he thinks best on how to help those he works with first. Often, to his own detriment, even giving up most of his rewards for quest fulfilling to teammates if they give him a fake sob story along the way. Within combat he flips to a heated and determined man concerned first and foremost with stopping the enemy in their tracks, and second in crushing them fully in a show of strength. 

He is horrible at attempting to sneak around due to his personal belief of fighting the enemy head on being the only honorable way to fight. This has earned him a bad reputation among coin ranks as a musclehead through and through.

Brief Backstory: most of his history before becoming an adventurer could be boiled down to a single word: Simple. His life before becoming an adventurer was as a simple farmer working hard and cold pastures for years, saving up money, and competing in town events to show strength every turn of season. After becoming an adventurer he quickly rose the ranks up to fifth of swords with his tenacity and honed strength, being known by guilds to take on even the lowest paying quests and ones below his strength if requested, but has recently hit a slump in his growth, while still showing promise.

Equipment: An old farming hoe blade carried as a personal possession, a single set of well worn plate mail, a typical guard's spear you could find almost anywhere, a buckler shield, a backpack slung over his shoulders, and an explorer's pack full of rations, waterskins, rope, and the works.

Skills: 
Sentinel: he specializes first and foremost in drawing enemy attention and keeping it locked on him with his massive figure and natural physical strength.

Tough: Due to his extraneous work back in his homeland as a farmer his body is naturally a bit more durable than others letting him shrug off weaker physical blunting blows.

Cold/heat resistance: Hailing from the colder pastures, he's naturally more resistant to magic and environments where the wind is like a biting cold fenrir, however on the flipside he doesnt deal too well with the heat, and deserts are his natural enemy during the day.

Honorable Warrior: Highly skilled in one on one combat, he has a natural talent for combat against single enemies with his overpowering strength combined with natural technique in battle.

Herbalism: Working with plants for so long has lead to him having wide knowledge on plant species, herbs and mushrooms. Even plants he can't identify he'll be able to take educated guesses on the effects of what consuming one might do.

Animal interest: He's knowledgeable with a wide range of birds, having a fascination with species like Pidgeons and Owls from a young age. He can usually track a bird like creature to its roost through its natural habits like marking and feathers.
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