You are Island Lord Azolei, Heir of Ratha, Head Speaker of the Order of Unwanted Ones, a Gor'Tog Barbarian.
You have a square face, dark eyes and a crooked nose. You have weathered skin and a lean build. You are very tall for a Gor'Tog. A dragon-blood ruby adorned with a flaming skull nestles at the top of your forehead, brightened by faint, darting sparkles deep within the gem. You are young. You are in good shape.
You are wearing a pitted iron warhorn surrounded by menacing spikes, an origami-paper envelope, a lumpy bundle, a shadow-black double-stringed crossbow etched with the image of the dark god Urrem'tier, a damite chain-link haversack, a polished chain helm topped with curved horns, some damite mail gloves, some steel hand claws tipped with sharpened black katambite with hints of gold, some damite full plate embellished with gold leaf around the edges, a compact grey leather pack covered with steel-buckled black leather straps, a Katamba-black claymore sheath adorned with a blood red spiral, some steel-toed footwraps with silver buckles, a small steel knife, a silver jadeite gwethdesuan, a gold ring, a braided damite ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian Guild, some silver spurs ornamented with a pattern of grapa vines entwining through skulls, a palladium anklet, a burlap arm quiver, a spiked iron earcuff crafted to resemble a tangled hedge of thorns, a barbarian's earring carved from kertig to resemble a tiny forge, some steel knee spikes, some steel elbow spikes, some crimson breeches, some spiked combat boots reinforced with studded leather bands, a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a silver key with a spider-web design on the grip, a worn leather thigh pouch with a dragon embossed on the flap, a fire-blackened chain war belt crafted to hang loosely around the hips, a platinum ring engraved with the Estate Holder's crest, some wolfskin socks, the maned head and pelt of a full-grown desumos, a hammered glaes ring bearing the crest of the Barbarian Guild, a simple wooden medallion, a noble chakrel dragon amulet hung from a blackened steel chain, a grotesque skeletal dragon amulet with ruby-tipped onyx talons, a gleaming animite parry stick studded with rubies, a black gem pouch, a compact ironwood riot crossbow with a yew lath and a damite targe with a reinforced design.
You were born on the 1st day of the 1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Golden Panther, 387 years after the victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
Joined the barbarian guild at the age of 17. Year 404.
Moved to Ratha after a week of being in Crossing. Year 404.
Became owner and captain of the Tipsy Gyspy. Year 406.
Refused to help defend Crossing during Xala'shar invasion after rude treatment from citizens of Crossing. Year 406.
Became a dilettante of all weapon classes. Year 406.
Became a master barbarian and learned the dragon dance. Year 407.
Became an aficionado of all weapon classes (except expertise which is not live yet). Year 407.
Attained 10,000 total ranks. Year 409.
Became an adept of all weapon classes. Year 409.
Tossed gweths in trash receptacle on the green and refused to use gweths ever again after being reprimanded for border line Out of Character thoughts on the gweth while others are constantly out of character including using the actual phrase of [OOC] on the gweth. Year 409.
Became a grandmaster barbarian. Year 411.