Faction: Vanguard/ King's personal guard
Conall stands at a mosterouse 6’8” and weighs in at around 275 pounds of pure muscle that he had gained over years of training and combat. He has paleish skin from his youth and early years spent in the far northern tundras where sunny days are a rare occurrence. Has long black hair that has been braided tight so that it won't interfere in battle but is left long enough to show the culture he comes from. He is often seen in his studded armor with some fur on it to keep warm. (as seen above) he also has his axe on him at all times ready for a fight at a moments notice. In the rare chance, he is not in his armor he usually wears some kind of green clothing that is simple and not extravagant.
His ax is a large double-sided battle ax that was gifted to him by his father when he had become of age and become a full man of the tribe. The ax is normally wielded by two hands and would require such by most warriors but Conall has found that he is able to wield it in one hand while the other carries a shield, although this is a very rare occurrence.
Personality: Conall is a hard man who takes pleasure in fighting. To most he is a closed off man when it comes to his past and more personal aspects about himself. He can vary harsh when it comes to dealing with people he sees as enemies to either himself or to the king. Despite this there is a small kindle of kindness hidden deep within him that occasionally comes out. He also has a seance of honor when it comes to fighting. Not necessarily fighting fair but he does believe that there are rules that should not be broken when fighting in a one on one fight.
"Class": Barbarian Berserker
Motivation: Conall is a simple man in the most basic sense. He does not clammer for the seat his kings sits upon like many commoners do. Conall is driven by his sole focus of being the best warrior the lands have ever seen. He is constantly looking for a new challenge that may lay before him. Like any true warrior Conall wishes only to be remembered for his deeds and to die a true death the way his forefathers where. One goal he does have though is that he will one day return to his former tribe and take back what is rightfully his.
History: Conall was born to a Barbarian clan to the far north in the harsh tundras where only the most sturdy of creatures survive. This particular clan was known for their ferocity and ruthlessness in battle. It was said that members of this clan possessed unnatural abilities to enhance their own capabilities and be consumed by their rage. Many people believe legends of the storm clan to be simply legends and ghost stories told to scare people into submission. Those who did not heed the warning and challenged the Clan on the battle field witnessed first hand why they were referred to as the coming storm
As a man of the tribe Conall was trained brutally to be a fearsome warrior who could be ruthless like a vicious bear but also be as calculated and observant as a eagle soaring far above the chaos. As a child his days mostly consisted of helping around the village when needed. As young children they were allowed to play and act normal mostly because most games played by younger kids in the tribe where just simplified training games. As he grew older however, he along with the other male children began to be trained in the art of war and combat. As a future man of the tribe he as well as the rest of the boys were expected to be the strongest fighters there were. Just a short time later at about 16, they began their specialty training. This type of training could be considered torture by some but to them it was normal. The point of this training was to awaken that Berserker rage that slept with in them all more Importantly how they could control it in battle. But finally at the age of 18 Conall and the other children of his generation that had survived the train and the countless raids had been promoted as it were to be full men of the tribe.
In the following years to come Conall made a name for himself as a warrior like no other. A man with what seemed like the devil himself hidden with him that was only allowed to come out during the battles he had. He quickly gained the reputation that every true warrior wanted. He was a feared man to the other tribes and to the smaller towns that were on the receiving end of one of one of his raids. Conall was a feared fighter that was seen as an unkillable machine to all and any the saw him in battle.
Unfortunately one's life is seldom good forever, and Conall knows this first hand. According to the ancient laws of their people anyone could challenge for the title othe f chief clan. Normally when the chief dies or become to old to lead his armies it is passed down to the strongest of his sons. But anyone may challenge for this title if they feel themselves more worthy than that of the current holder. So when the chief died without a son the circles began to be made as the toughest warrior began to think themselves worthy of the title. None could stop the power that Conall brought to the ring as he beat all of his competitors. Final,ly it came down to both Conall and his brother who where both remarkable warriors. Agreeing the fight it was decided that it would take place the next morning so that both could rest for the fight to determine the next of the tribe of storms. As both entered the circle they clashed with one another showing no signs of slowing down. Just as Conall seemed to get the upper hand he began to feel sickly as his vision began to become blurry. He began to swing widely before his brother knocked him to the ground with his sword pressed against Conalls neck signaling the end of the tournament. Knowing his brother had tricked him Conall lashed out in anger talking his brother once he was allowed up. As the two began fist fight the rest of the tribes men grabbed them and separated them. After this display Conall was banished from the tribe and forced to walk the lands alone.
Not all was lost however. Not long after leaving his home Conall was tracked down by a oddly well dressed man that claimed to work for the king. The man had talked about how the king wanted to speak with Conall personally as soon as possible. Being weary of the man and of the message Conall thought about refusing but figured the last thing he needed was the king to want his head as much as his brother did. At their meeting had heard that Conall had been removed from his tribe. Seeing as how a warrior such as Conall was useful at his side the king offered to give him a spot as his personal guard. From then on Conall has served as the King's personal attack dog and his guard.
Fearless in Battle
Closed Off- he does not open up to anyone about what has happened to him in his past before meeting with the King
Not trusted- because of his bloodline most nobels do not trust his intentions
Conall has the ability to enter into a Frenzied rage in the middle of battle increasing his physical abilities drastically but if not handled well could lead to him becoming uncontrollable.
What is your character's greatest flaw?
Conall can allow his temper to get the better of him at times. While he never disrespects the king in any way he is unafraid to challenge anyone regardless of who they are. To him respect is something that one must earn from him which is not handed out often. Outside of the King, Queen, and Princess he believes to earn his respect one must prove themselves, usually in combat.