Ragrak

Description:

You are Storm Forged Ragrak Wyrmbreaker, Kertig Heart of Forfedhdar, a Dwarf.

You have a craggy square face, wide-set hazel eyes and a crooked nose.  Your russet hair is long and thick, and is worn braided.  You have leathery skin and a pair of weathered storm-scale leather weapon straps riveted with audrualm skulls crisscrossing a brutish build.

You are slightly under average height for a Dwarf.

Some abyssal black diacan sharks gleaming with a watery iridescence float lazily around your right forearm, glowing with a lustrous sheen against your skin.

You are an adult.

You have a thick mustache that droops heavily over your upper lip and an unkempt beard.  Tangled up within the untamed mass is a glistening, white-spotted octopus, its long tentacles coiled around uneven sections of the beard.

You have a tattoo of the ocean's surface roiling just off the coast of a vibrantly inked Taisidon island.  Riotous storm clouds above shoot lightning strikes to pierce the waves below and illuminate the monstrous silhouette of a Saendalen shark ominously circling in the waters on your back.

You are in good shape.

You are holding a wickedly-honed abyssium trident with shifting whorls of circling Saendalen sharks in your right hand.

You are wearing a spiked helm of blue steel and black iron fashioned into the visage of a snarling tusked beast, some polished sunken leather boots with onyx-hide laces, a tamboti pirate's arbalest with an aldamdin stirrup resembling a kraken's maw, a burnt-orange vardite warhorn fashioned to resemble flames erupting from a dragon's maw, a superbly-balanced kertig parrying blade with delicate platinum clasps, some coarse mammoth-hide leathers sealed with protective wax, a heavy oxblood leather backpack covered in vibrant runes, a decrepit sunken leather haversack supported by a knotted rope strap, an austere sunken leather longcoat with engraved tursa pauldrons, a buckskin warpaint pouch covered with detailed quillwork, a faelight leather pack pinned with a listless deep blue merewaldite shark, an enormous sharkskin and skull covered in a layer of asharsh'dai plated scales, a rugged warrior's morawen with a massive sharkstone skullbreaker and a midnight onyx stonebreaker secured to it, a coralite-scaled chakrel leviathan hung from a rotted sunken leather cord, a scarred korograth hide haversack with brown leather drawstrings, a tribal war belt tethered with ghastly shrunken heads, a battered steel toolbox and a thick leather toolbelt clasped with a tiny iron hammer.

Legendary Dwarven Weapon:

Acquired at Hollow's Eve Festival Auction; Year 406

Appraisals better in hands of a dwarf. In possession of a non-dwarf, nouns are a warsword, spear, mace, mattock and kweldsisk.

• > clench sver: Sa Karaagglof Sverdh begins to hum softly and is suffused with a powerful blue glow. The Karaagglof Sverdh begins to slowly transform in your hands, the blade lengthens and becomes more cylindrical forming a smooth shaft, while the tip flattens and becomes quite broad. A loud voice cries, "Thrage faar Sa Delviland Dessleg hvin darg va showrskilik!" Your Dwarven blood tells you this means, "Run from The Spade Tip Long Spear if you are wise!" Sa Delviland Dessleg is a heavy thrown and pike pole-ranged weapon. Sa Delviland Dessleg trains the heavy thrown and polearm skills.
• > clench dess: Sa Delviland Dessleg begins to hum softly and is suffused with a powerful blue glow. The Delviland Dessleg begins to slowly transform in your hands, the over-sized spearhead begins to expand into a solid globe while the haft shortens and becomes thicker.  Several wart-like protrusions form on the head and rapidly sprout into several sharp spikes. A loud voice chants, "Sa Marghvas Knottrhamar faarin grewd drusa galik glan!" Your Dwarven blood tells you this means, "The Many Sharp Ball Hammer makes blood fall like rain!" Sa Marghvas Knottrhamar trains the light thrown and small blunt skills.
• > clench knott: Sa Marghvas Knottrhamar begins to hum softly and is suffused with a powerful blue glow. The Marghvas Knottrhamar begins to slowly transform in your hands, the spherical end splitting and lengthening on each side of the haft into two narrow stone blades, one vertical and the other horizontal. A loud voice bellows, "Ker duthra bergae hnarth faar Sa Togheftur Darghamar!" Your Dwarven blood tells you this means, "All will taste death from The Tog Weight Tall Hammer!" Sa Togheftur Darghamar trains the heavy thrown and two-handed blunt skills.
• > clench darg: Sa Togheftur Darghamar begins to hum softly and is suffused with a powerful blue glow. The Togheftur Darghamar begins to slowly transform in your hands, the once narrow blades on either side of the shaft growing and thickening into a massive stone axe head. A loud voice rasps, "Sa Mikhildis Shalsnipis mota braeka karaag!  Kenach vare galik tweskren!" Your Dwarven blood tells you this means, "The Big Warrior Mountain Cutter can break rock.  Bones are like twigs!" Sa Mikhildis Shalsnipis trains the heavy thrown and two-handed edged skills.
• > clench shal: Sa Mikhildis Shalsnipis begins to hum softly and is suffused with a powerful blue glow. The Mikhildis Shalsnipis begins to slowly transform in your hands, its smooth stone axe head melding into the handle, forming a straight stone rod.  The rod then gradually flattens itself into a hefty, broad-bladed sword with a basket hilt. A loud voice exclaims, "Kniwa vut sa shar ut sa Sa Karaagglof Sverdh!" Your Dwarven blood tells you this means, "Kneel at the sight of The Stone Glove Sword!" Sa Karaagglof Sverdh trains the light thrown and small edged skills.
• Sa Delviland Dessleg whispers to you, "Ag skale twalde bak agmark ownad.  Hvili." Translation: "I must obtain back mine spirit. Bed? Time?"