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Player Name = Guaranzo |
Player Name = Guaranzo <s>Arkarm</s>| |
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==Description== |
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You see Terrible Guaranzo Blackman, a Human.<br> |
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A length of sunbleached linen heavily stained with sweat and dried blood is folded to obscure Guaranzo's face, hiding all but a narrow strip of black skin around his eyes.<br> |
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He is in good shape. |
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== '''ALERT ALERT ALERT''' == |
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He is holding a rusted spear wrapped with a crude hemp grip in his right hand.<br> |
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'''AFTER A HORRIBLE RUN IN WITH A GREY DEATH SQUIRREL THE MIGHTY GUARANZO WAS MORTALLY WOUNDED!'''<br> |
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He is wearing a war-torn grey cloak clasped by a dagger inset with a pulsing green spiritgem, some baggy pants dangling a collection of battle trinkets around the beltline, a dingy hemp pouch drawn with a multitude of barbed iron spikes, some scarred leather boots splattered with bloodstains, a darkstone-hilted skinning knife with a blackened blade, a black leather thigh quiver, a simple wooden wristcuff, a parry stick, a lumium skirmisher's shield and an intricately carved black iron halberd. |
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Empaths and clerics alike gathered to try to save him, but alas, the only way to preserve this spectacular specimen of a man was to preform a lobotomy. While his body remained intact, his mind failed, never to be the same again. The shell of a man that was once greatness incarnate, still wanders the lands. <br> |
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Name: Guaranzo Blackman |
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Spouse: No Info |
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We dedicate the following as a tribute to what once was, and shall never be again, embodied greatness. |
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Roleplay Stance: Heavy |
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PvP Stance: Open |
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==Alterations== |
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<b>TAP:</b> a rusted spear wrapped with a crude hemp grip<br> |
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<b>LOOK:</b> Though flakes of rust and corrosion cling precariously to the oxidized metal of this neglected weapon, closer inspection of the spear reveals it to be surprisingly sturdy and well-honed. A length of hemp cording has been wrapped mid-shaft to provide a makeshift grip.<br>You see the initials "C. B." impressed into the surface of the metal. |
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== Guaranzo Arkarm... the legend that was== |
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<b>TAP:</b> a length of sunbleached linen heavily stained with sweat and dried blood<br> |
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Dread Guaranzo Arkarm, Headsman of Botolf, a Human. |
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<b>LOOK:</b> This length of fabric is long enough to be wrapped around the wearer's head and face, and in this case, has obviously been used to shield its owner from the spray of bloodshed. Though rusty colored blemishes mar the already yellowed and beaten linen, it remains viable as a functional accessory. |
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Guaranzo has a square-jawed face, stormy grey eyes and a classical nose. His black hair is short and peppered, and is worn untamed. He has tanned skin and a brawny build. |
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<b>TAP:</b> a war-torn grey cloak clasped by a dagger inset with a pulsing green spiritgem<br> |
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<b>LOOK:</b> This worn cloak bears an impressive array of burns, rips, and spattered gore, a testament to the countless battles it has endured. It is clasped at the right shoulder by a tarnished silver dagger, its hilt capped by a double-thumbed fist clenched tightly around a lurid green spiritgem. The blade of the clasp extends straight down from the base of the hand, gleaming razor-sharp against the eerily pulsing reflection of the spiritgem. |
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He appears to be in his prime. |
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<b>TAP:</b> some baggy pants dangling a collection of battle trinkets around the beltline<br> |
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<b>LOOK:</b> Strung haphazardly from sinew cording, various tokens of death hang from the leather belt of these war-torn slacks. Bits of bone, tufts of hair, and an assortment of metal and stone of all shapes and sizes serve as a grim reminder of vanquished foes. |
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He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and a long, thick full beard. |
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<b>TAP:</b> a dingy hemp pouch drawn with a multitude of barbed iron spikes<br> |
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<b>LOOK:</b> Threadbare from years of hard use, this pouch has nonetheless remained surprisingly capable of accomplishing its intended purpose. Though rusted themselves, the iron spikes create a formidable deterrent to any who might try to find their way into the pouch uninvited. |
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He is wearing a kertig khuj, some lumium ring gloves, a polished chain helm topped with curved horns, a spiked Dread's shield branded with the Arkarm family crest, some coarse reinforced leathers, a tight bundle, a dingy hemp pouch drawn with a multitude of barbed iron spikes, a tanned korograth hide raekhlo with a hurling axe hanging from it, a gargantuan korograth-hide war cloak, an azure-scaled poloh'izh hide cloak, a spiral warhorn carved to resemble a giant korograth horn and banded in pitted iron, a gold wyvern medal, a sleek chakrel panther amulet hung from a braided platinum chain, a burnished ruby amulet surrounded by a ring of polished bronze, a polished onyx pendant surrounded by seven sparkling diamond stars. |
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It is hard to be a gentleman in a scoundrel's world, but Guaranzo Arkarm has found a way. With a steely gaze and easy smile, he oozes charm, assuming ooze is a good thing, like pudding, but less messy. His confident stride and magnetic personality draw the attention of all he graces with his exceptional presence. |
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As a member of the [[Arkarm Crime Family]], Guaranzo values loyalty above all else. His family is his life, and he will take yours in defense of them without hesitation. The specialness that you feel just by being around him, is merely a side effect to the awesomeness that is him. |
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He is a man of few words, but when he chooses to speak them, you had better listen. Advice from this paragon of virtue is not simply advice, but words to live by. Take notes, review them often, you will never go wrong this way. |
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Some misguided souls will accuse him of wrong-doing, however, this is impossible. Anything that is done by this magnanimous giant of a man is done correctly, for him, to err is simply impossible. The laws of man and gods alike are merely suggestions when you are a perfect specimen, and Guaranzo embodies perfection. |
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Fair thee well, common man, you now know everything, and nothing, about the enigma that is Guaranzo Arkarm. |
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==Portrait of Perfection - a Memorial == |
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Guaranzo Arkarm, the seduction of a groupie. (featuring a cameo by Zynara) |
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[[File:Guaranzo.jpg|center]] |
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==Artwork Credit== |
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Orginal Artwork by [[Crayzeke]] Arkarm, prodigy. |
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==Disclaimer== |
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The preceding message is brought to you by the player of [[Synamon]], all of the above information is correct and could be carved into stone and put on display. Guaranzo is capable of doing that by sheer will, forcing the stone to carve itself, but, that would just be showing off. |
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== Disclaimer... disclaimed! == |
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Some people get way to attached to things like text and even though the world changes and lobotomies happen, they are unable to let go of the things that were and they just edit them instead. Some people are generally pains in the butt and refuse to remove things that entertain them from a wiki for a text based game. ( FINE! ONE PERSON IS LIKE THIS -- YOU CAN COPE! ) |
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Latest revision as of 21:22, 14 April 2015
| Guaranzo | |
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| Status | Active |
| Race | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | Barbarian |
| Instance | Prime |
ALERT ALERT ALERT
AFTER A HORRIBLE RUN IN WITH A GREY DEATH SQUIRREL THE MIGHTY GUARANZO WAS MORTALLY WOUNDED!
Empaths and clerics alike gathered to try to save him, but alas, the only way to preserve this spectacular specimen of a man was to preform a lobotomy. While his body remained intact, his mind failed, never to be the same again. The shell of a man that was once greatness incarnate, still wanders the lands.
We dedicate the following as a tribute to what once was, and shall never be again, embodied greatness.
Guaranzo Arkarm... the legend that was
Dread Guaranzo Arkarm, Headsman of Botolf, a Human.
Guaranzo has a square-jawed face, stormy grey eyes and a classical nose. His black hair is short and peppered, and is worn untamed. He has tanned skin and a brawny build.
He is very tall for a Human.
He appears to be in his prime.
He has an elegantly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and a long, thick full beard.
He is wearing a kertig khuj, some lumium ring gloves, a polished chain helm topped with curved horns, a spiked Dread's shield branded with the Arkarm family crest, some coarse reinforced leathers, a tight bundle, a dingy hemp pouch drawn with a multitude of barbed iron spikes, a tanned korograth hide raekhlo with a hurling axe hanging from it, a gargantuan korograth-hide war cloak, an azure-scaled poloh'izh hide cloak, a spiral warhorn carved to resemble a giant korograth horn and banded in pitted iron, a gold wyvern medal, a sleek chakrel panther amulet hung from a braided platinum chain, a burnished ruby amulet surrounded by a ring of polished bronze, a polished onyx pendant surrounded by seven sparkling diamond stars.
A Gentleman’s Profile
It is hard to be a gentleman in a scoundrel's world, but Guaranzo Arkarm has found a way. With a steely gaze and easy smile, he oozes charm, assuming ooze is a good thing, like pudding, but less messy. His confident stride and magnetic personality draw the attention of all he graces with his exceptional presence.
As a member of the Arkarm Crime Family, Guaranzo values loyalty above all else. His family is his life, and he will take yours in defense of them without hesitation. The specialness that you feel just by being around him, is merely a side effect to the awesomeness that is him.
He is a man of few words, but when he chooses to speak them, you had better listen. Advice from this paragon of virtue is not simply advice, but words to live by. Take notes, review them often, you will never go wrong this way.
Some misguided souls will accuse him of wrong-doing, however, this is impossible. Anything that is done by this magnanimous giant of a man is done correctly, for him, to err is simply impossible. The laws of man and gods alike are merely suggestions when you are a perfect specimen, and Guaranzo embodies perfection.
Fair thee well, common man, you now know everything, and nothing, about the enigma that is Guaranzo Arkarm.
Portrait of Perfection - a Memorial
Guaranzo Arkarm, the seduction of a groupie. (featuring a cameo by Zynara)
Artwork Credit
Orginal Artwork by Crayzeke Arkarm, prodigy.
Disclaimer
The preceding message is brought to you by the player of Synamon, all of the above information is correct and could be carved into stone and put on display. Guaranzo is capable of doing that by sheer will, forcing the stone to carve itself, but, that would just be showing off.
Disclaimer... disclaimed!
Some people get way to attached to things like text and even though the world changes and lobotomies happen, they are unable to let go of the things that were and they just edit them instead. Some people are generally pains in the butt and refuse to remove things that entertain them from a wiki for a text based game. ( FINE! ONE PERSON IS LIKE THIS -- YOU CAN COPE! )