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Agonar wears his fierce pride at being a Barbarian like a shining vestment meant to be seen by all. He lets no doubt cross the mind when one lays eyes upon him - He <i>is</i> a barbarian through everything he does, and it is very much a part of his being. A strong believer in self-reliance, Agonar suscribe to the philosophy that relying on magic or on the immortals is in fact a crutch - He believes drawing strength from oneself alone in order to overcome any obstacle or adversary. His own words when prompted about what it means to be a Barbarian sum it best: <i>"It is you, your will and your weapons."</i> |
Agonar wears his fierce pride at being a Barbarian like a shining vestment meant to be seen by all. He lets no doubt cross the mind when one lays eyes upon him - He <i>is</i> a barbarian through everything he does, and it is very much a part of his being. A strong believer in self-reliance, Agonar suscribe to the philosophy that relying on magic or on the immortals is in fact a crutch - He believes drawing strength from oneself alone in order to overcome any obstacle or adversary. His own words when prompted about what it means to be a Barbarian sum it best: <i>"It is you, your will and your weapons."</i> |
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====Techniques Taught:==== |
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Agonar is willing to teach the following Roar techniques to fellow Barbarians: |
Agonar is willing to teach the following Roar techniques to fellow Barbarians: |
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*Everild's Rage |
*[[Everild's Rage]] |
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*Kuniyo's Spirit |
*[[Kuniyo's Spirit]] |
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*Pride |
*[[Pride]] |
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*Trothfang's Butchery |
*[[Trothfang's Butchery]] |
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=== Look === |
=== Look === |
Revision as of 21:10, 29 March 2008
Barbarian Guild Leader Agonar
Guild: Barbarian
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Known Relatives: none
Location: Crossing Barbarian Guild, Crossing
"There is no escape from those grey eyes. They study one's every move, and visitors to the Guildhall, his realm, will have the unsettling impression he can read right through one's every motion - as if years of training gave him the uncanny ability to predict movement even before it is carried out. And upon catching glance of the weapon he always keeps close at hand, there is no doubt in one's mind as to what the utimate outcome would be should one's movement prove a threat..."
-Excerpt from Leading Souls of the Guilds, by Alexsei Krauser
Muscular and broad shouldered, the steel-grey eyed Barbarian Guild Leader known as Agonar inspires respect merely by his presence alone. His weathered features and numerous scars immediately pinpoint him as a veteran of many a battle - A fact reinforced at the sight of his heavily calloused hands and the worn light chain vest he usually wears. His greying hair and and the unmistakeable aura of wisdom that pour out of his imposing frame are enough to mark Agonar as a middle aged man, but age has not slowed him down in any respect - Indeed, the experienced Guild Leader could undoutedly best many a man of much younger age in physical prowess.
Agonar wears his fierce pride at being a Barbarian like a shining vestment meant to be seen by all. He lets no doubt cross the mind when one lays eyes upon him - He is a barbarian through everything he does, and it is very much a part of his being. A strong believer in self-reliance, Agonar suscribe to the philosophy that relying on magic or on the immortals is in fact a crutch - He believes drawing strength from oneself alone in order to overcome any obstacle or adversary. His own words when prompted about what it means to be a Barbarian sum it best: "It is you, your will and your weapons."
Techniques Taught:
Agonar is willing to teach the following Roar techniques to fellow Barbarians:
Look
You see Guild Leader Agonar Dokona, a Human Barbarian.
He has steel-grey eyes which survey his surroundings impassively, at once nonchalant yet observant. His shoulder-length grey hair is pulled back tightly from weathered features, and an aura of supreme confidence surrounds his mountainous frame. Agonar's air of quiet wisdom hints at late middle age, although he has the sinewy physique of a much younger man.
He is holding a snifter of Wolfjaw whiskey in his right hand.
He is wearing some highly polished black leather boots, some dark leather pants, a light chainmail vest overtop a crisp white linen shirt, a leather backsheath and a silver neckchain hung with a snarling wolf worked in the deepest ebony.