Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-26103034-20160920201538

Name: Fenril

Race: Nord

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Appearance:

Height/weight: 5ft 9, guess his weight for a prize

Skills: M: Smithing, E: One-H, Agility, A: Speech, Healing, Light Armour

Equipment: Small Hatchet, Dagger, Light and cheap Armour, thin, good quality sabre

Spells: Healing; Heal Other; Fast Healing; Conjure Familiar; Stone Flesh

Powers: Battlecry; Smelting Touch - can, for a short time, make a part of his body become incredibly tough + hot - enough to melt iron, dwemer, elven, some weak orcish or steel metal

Background: From a family mostly of farmers, though with a few smithers, foresters, alchemists, etc and a rare warrior or mage. Became a smith nearby Arenthia in a small village. He liked to practice his swordmanship and fighting, partly as a hobby and to keep healthy, to keep safe on the roads but he also had dreams of one day joining the army or becoming a mercenary or whatever, though this was never much more than a day dream. As well as this he also learned a small amount of magic, mainly healing - for much the same reasons. Always had very strong ideas about morality and the like and was a devout worshipper of the Nine Divines. Eventually decided to leave his Smithy, leaving it in the care of his younger and less experienced apprentice to do Daedra stuff, for both adventure and morals.

Misc notes: despite not being an experienced thief/hunter/etc, light cothing, soft boots and general light weight means he's alright at sneaking