Charakter ProfilKraex'Ju
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The unpolished edges are gone, before you is an unmistakably trained killer. Whatever physical deficiencies he had in years past have been replaced with solid athletic muscle and a wide straight back. His eyes are sharp clouds of putrid yellow. They miss nothing although in conversation there is often confusion and angst muddled in his expressions. His skin is smooth mossy green despite a few trace scars that line his face. The two budding tusks have grown in thickness accentuating his prevalent underbite. It is rare to see Kraex without armor especially outside the walls of Cadomyr. His armament from head to toe has flawless craftsmanship and form. Truly only a high lord could fetch its worth and when polished not even the Queen's knights can rival. Amongst the encrusted gems around the edges of his noble armor a bloody red skull embossed on a black shield sets upon his left breast plate. By the looks one could assume this is his coat of arms. Accenting his often battle-worn armor are various studded leather straps, sheathes, belts, and pouches. Depending on when you see Kraex a variety of weapons, potions, and battle equipment can be seen in them. Ever present, however, looped on a cast silver ring mounted to the fauld of his armor rests a glorious axe. The axe is most definitely magical as it shimmers an unnaturally dazzling sky blue color. Only someone with a knowing eyes could see the irony to this axe. It is inherently of dwarven design but whoever crafted it did a marvelous job of trying to cover this fact up. Instead of a smooth rounded butt the axe has sharp jagged barbs. Also, the bit of the axe is more square than your typical magical dwarven axe. Further disguising its nature braids of hair and strips of leather studded with teeth are fastened to holes on the eye of the axe. As one would expect from an orc the axe looks exceedingly crude.
Kraex'Ju is distortedly overgrown for an orc of any age, but his genuine lack of girth and bulk gives him an awkward appearance amongst his race. Built more like a scout than a foot-soldier his frame is wiry with slouched shoulders that slightly dwarfs his natural height. Even for an outsider the callow signs of youth should be easy to discern. Namely, he doesn't bolster the typical pride and gasconade attitude commonly associated with the sons of blood and bone. Past that, his tusks barely bud over his bottom lip, his olive dab skin is far too smooth and unblemished, and his yellow eyes lack a certain focus that most seasoned orc warriors have. Despite not having a soldier's build Kraex can always be seen in some form of armor fastened with various weapons, typically swords. A few may recall the state in which he arrived on Gobaith with bloodstained chain mail, soiled bandages, and a makeshift crutch to support his debilitated leg. Since then he has been able to pitch the crutch, and with the coming of each new day his limp lessens. Also, thanks to a fellow orcish brother, Skull'Fed, his armor and weapons have improved from rust to secondhand wear. Geschichte des Charakters | ||||||||||