Overlord Thraka

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@BrightSteel @Fury Panda

Gharn listened to the woman ask her questions, and answered them shortly. "2 moons I be here. Come to trade, many furs, other tings. Carvings. I make alla dem." he answered. "But bridge collapse, no way home, no way out. Stuck here, little money left."

As they came into the inn and Gharn saw the three guards rush after Alyssa, he wasn't sure what to do. His first instinct was to block them, stop them from harming his new acquaintance, but when he saw the wanted poster he wasn't so sure. He watched the guards rush her from the building, deliberating on giving chase. Finally he shrugged, marched up to her room and stole all her gold. It would keep him afloat for a while, and he could buy some warmer clothes.

As he exited the building several minutes later he was accosted by an orc, offering to feed him a large rat. Gharn frowned, curious as to why the gods had chosen this day for him to become the center of charity. He opened his mouth to speak, but a rumble from his belly answered the Orc's question. Gharn nodded and walked after the Orc, confident he could take care of the greenskin should he prove to be troublesom. Gharn had already had to kill one Orcish sneak-thief who'd tried to make off with some of his carvings a month or so back.
"Food be good, yesyes. What be RoUS?" he asked.

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So sorry, I shall make a new post addressing both you and Alyssa shortly @Fury Panda

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@brightSteel

Gharn seemed surprised still by the woman's offer. He wasn't sure if he could trust her, as it seemed highly out of the blue for her to just offer shelter to him, especially with it being a hotel room and not a home. Then again maybe it made for sense if...

Gharn shook his head, this was all very confusing, but he knew what he would do. He quickly ducked the flaffel thrown at him as the dwarf lost his patience, then ran after the woman he's knew as Alyssa. "Wait!" He called after her. "I accept" he said, catching up to her easily. "I accept your offer Alyssa. Please, we go? It be... well very cold, I be tough to cold, but not that tough" he said, smiling slightly sheepishly

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Gharn had been in the middle of purchasing something that looked very much like a flaffel from a seedy looking Dwarf when he heard someone call out to him over the noise of the crowd. He turned to fight a rather pretty woman approaching him, and was startled slightly by it. He took a step back as the dwarf impatiently held out a hand for money.

Ignoring the dwarf, Gharn frowned slightly, though the expression only cross half of his face. The left side was marred badly by 4 long scars, and the damage done by them left that side of his face mostly paralyzed. It would only show emotion when Gharn's expression was a powerful one. The last time it had happened, Gharn had been furious at a pair of Guards who had knocked down a small shelter he'd built of trash. Had not more Guards quickly shown up, Gharn would likely now be spending his time either in prison, or 6 feet under as killing a Guard is not something that is generally applauded by the law.

Gharn wasn't trusting enough to instantly follow the woman, but she initially seemed nice enough... Cautiously he stretched out his hand to shake. His grip was firm, strong, a warrior's grip as he shook her hand. "Gharn I be. Who be you?" he asked. "And why be you offering mucha help to I? I notta one to take... er... what be word... Charity! I notta be one to be takin' lotta charity, so why you helpin' I?" he spoke oddly, his common partially broken, but also with a very unusual dialect and phrasing. His accent was thick, resembling something one might hear in Mezo-America in the 1400s.

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Gharn landed heavily with a splash as he was thrown from the bar. He'd landed in a puddle of mud and instantly sat up, growling angrily. His eyes flashed from pale blue to golden yellow, the pupils turning to slits as he snarled. "No shoes, no shirt, no service!" shouted the bouncer, pointing to the sign next to the door to the bar. Gharn had gone inside, trying to find work of some kind, even among the patrons. His Wereform was immense, and could be useful for heavy lifting.

The bouncer appeared unimpressed by the young man growling at him. He was obviously very badly scarred, which led him to think the lad had a rough past. That, combined with his state of dress, nothing more than a pair of ragged pants, had made him think it would be better to make the youth vacate his bar.

Gharn got up, wiping mud from his face. The human had tossed him, literally tossed him into the road. A small piece of gravel had opened a new cut on his cheek and the blood mixed with the rain around him. He growled and began to grow. The Bouncer's face went from stubbornly confident and stern, to pale and fearful in a manner of moments. The young man before him had transformed, fur growing along his body, muscles expanding to immense levels and the size of him! He had nearly doubled in height! Gharn roared at the man, who wisely made the decision to turn and run back into the bar, through the door that Gharn could no longer fit through. Gharn drew his massive sword, but instead of trying to go after the man, he simple walked up to the sign and smashed his blade into it, ripping a huge chunk from the wooden exterior and obliterating the sign.

Satisfied with his work, Gharn sheathed his giant weapon, then returned to his human form, walking down the street towards the local market. Maybe if he was in luck there might be a shop-keep in need of some heavy lifting. He shivered slightly, the cold air didn't bother him as much as it would a normal human, but being so exposed as he was his feet were icy and his body covered in goosebumps. Maybe shoes and a shirt were a good idea after all... He pulled several coins from his pocket and counted them, he might have just enough for a meal and a secondhand pair of shoes...

He walked towards the market, not paying attention to much, especially to the infamous Black Rose standing not 50 feet from him as he perused the stalls.

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Gharn

Name: Gharn Werefang

Age: 20

Species: WereLion

Gender: Male

Sexuality: heterosexual.

Description: About 5’10”. Lean and muscular. Fairly handsome with shoulder length blonde hair, however his looks are marred by 4 long scars down the left side of his face. He’s got tribal tattoos running down one arm and across the left side of his chest.
His wereform is massive, a 10ft tall heavily muscled Werelion, his head shifts to that of a anthropomorphic lion and his legs change to cat-like ones. In this form he is capable of lifting nearly 1000s pounds and can tear a man’s head off with his bare paws
He wears tribal breeches that somehow stretch when he shifts, along with several necklaces. He dislikes wearing shoes and doesn’t see the point in shirts.

Personality: Proud, noble, firm, just, angry, violent, savage, shy, oblivious, brave, strong, kind.
Gharn is a proud young man. He’s brave, loyal to a fault but often comes off as arrogant. He doesn’t think much of humans, as his culture views strength above all, and he thinks himself far stronger than any human
After the events of his past, he’s become rather withdrawn, quiet and sometimes just downright unfriendly
He's usually needs things spelled out for him, as most metaphors and innuendos go right over his head. He is very straight-forward and blunt, which sometimes comes off as rudeness. Though he's far from mean, he doesn't think much of humans, viewing them with contempt not unlike a Samurai would to some peasant challenging him. He thinks their ways odd, but is open-minded enough to learn them.
He's also rather shy around females, he was too young to have a girlfriend when he was with his tribe, and now is of mating age. He has little to no experience with women and often acts awkward or shy around those he finds attractive.
He is endlessly brave to the point of stupidity, and often finds himself in situations he has next to no way out of, hence is large number of nasty scars.

Pic of Human form.

-Abilities-

Gharn is a warrior, born and bred. He's an excellent melee fighter, a powerful beast to fight. He's literally a monster and capable of extreme violence. He's also an expert woodsman. He can hunt, track, stalk, craft and just live in general off what nature provides. He doesn't need to trade with humans, but often does so as he's got a sweet tooth.

Major Strengths: Powerful warrior. Woodsman of great expertise. Wields a giant sword over 6 feet long when in Lion form, capable of slashing multiple men in half with a single stroke.

Minor Strength: Friendly.

Major weakness: Gullible and rather simple. Easily fooled, taken advantage of and overly trusting. He'll often work with anyone who is kind to him.

Minor Weakness: Is incredibly shy and awkward around women he finds pretty.

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Gharn

Name: Gharn Werefang

Age: 20

Species: WereLion

Gender: Male

Sexuality: heterosexual.

Description: About 5’10”. Lean and muscular. Fairly handsome with shoulder length blonde hair, however his looks are marred by 4 long scars down the left side of his face. He’s got tribal tattoos running down one arm and across the left side of his chest.
His wereform is massive, a 10ft tall heavily muscled Werelion, his head shifts to that of a anthropomorphic lion and his legs change to cat-like ones. In this form he is capable of lifting nearly 1000s pounds and can tear a man’s head off with his bare paws
He wears tribal breeches that somehow stretch when he shifts, along with several necklaces. He dislikes wearing shoes and doesn’t see the point in shirts.

Personality: Proud, noble, firm, just, angry, violent, savage, shy, oblivious, brave, strong, kind.
Gharn is a proud young man. He’s brave, loyal to a fault but often comes off as arrogant. He doesn’t think much of humans, as his culture views strength above all, and he thinks himself far stronger than any human
After the events of his past, he’s become rather withdrawn, quiet and sometimes just downright unfriendly
He's usually needs things spelled out for him, as most metaphors and innuendos go right over his head. He is very straight-forward and blunt, which sometimes comes off as rudeness. Though he's far from mean, he doesn't think much of humans, viewing them with contempt not unlike a Samurai would to some peasant challenging him. He thinks their ways odd, but is open-minded enough to learn them.
He's also rather shy around females, he was too young to have a girlfriend when he was with his tribe, and now is of mating age. He has little to no experience with women and often acts awkward or shy around those he finds attractive.
He is endlessly brave to the point of stupidity, and often finds himself in situations he has next to no way out of, hence is large number of nasty scars.

Pic of Human form.

This is just a copy paste from another Rp as I'm on my phone, I'll edit it to fit your format when I get home tonight

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I might join in if this is still open. I'll post a character sheet for approval later

You're facing the Avatar above in a fight, what do you do?

*Clicks tape recorder*
"Do you know what time it is?"
*Beats to death with Baseball bat*

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