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You are Earthshaker Kaladur, a Rakash Barbarian. |
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You have an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, wide stormy grey eyes and a pointed muzzle, a white and grey coat with black masking, a straight tail and an athletic build. |
You have an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, wide stormy grey eyes and a pointed muzzle, a white and grey coat with black masking, a straight tail and an athletic build. |
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You are tall for a Rakash. |
You are tall for a Rakash. |
Revision as of 18:40, 22 February 2011
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Race | Rakash |
Gender | Male |
Guild | Barbarian |
Instance | Platinum |
You are Earthshaker Kaladur, a Rakash Barbarian.
You have an angular face with elegant arched eyebrows, wide stormy grey eyes and a pointed muzzle, a white and grey coat with black masking, a straight tail and an athletic build.
You are tall for a Rakash.
You are a pack alpha.
You are wearing a longbow, a lumpy bundle, a rough-cut chakrel amulet, a pair of grey wings that fade to white at the tips, a charcoal leather haversack, a polished leather harness with a two-handed sword and a dark ironwood-hafted mace secured to it, a bent copper ring engraved with the Estate Holder's crest, some pale green trousers, a bronze armband, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a soft gem pouch, some double chain mail, a medium shield, a visored chain helm and some mail gloves.
Kaladur was a drifter for many years, a grief stricken Rakash who had lost so much because of Lyras. These new lands were unfamiliar and offered no home that was familiar or comfortable to him. So he wandered from place to place, coping with the loss of his old world. Before, he was a young but already respected hunter. After, he had to hunt alone with his bare hands to survive. His old bow had snapped from the time he used it as a staff to beat back a wolf.
He had heard about the Thirteen over the years from his rare encounters with people in this new land, and without much hope he decided to pray to Tamsine for a new home and an orderly life, an end to his nomadic ways. Most of all he prayed to meet others of his kind, for it had been many years since he had seen any fellow Rakash. The River Crossing proved to be an answer to some of these. The people of Crossings welcomed him, and he soon met many adventurers, even a few Prydaens. Though he had never been especially familiar with the Prydaen race, he knew that they had suffered in much the same way as he had, and it encouraged him to see them in these new lands.
He learned that there were guilds willing to teach many new things, and seeking to make a fresh new start, he decided to extend his existing hunting skills by joining the Barbarian's Guild. He has met a number of guildmembers and even bought a room in the Guild dormitory. At last the drifter has a place to call home. He continues to look for fellow Rakash, though he has not yet encountered any in Crossings.