Post by Dust on Sept 16, 2022 17:46:06 GMT -4
Keig Ayerlund (Keeg Air-lund)
+ At First Glance or From a Distance ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kieg is big and tall and wide; piled with rounded muscle that from a distance makes him appear like he was formed from river boulders. Standing amongst a group of fellow warriors, the top of his head would probably poke out above the others, and between his height and girth one may get the impression that this man considers doorframes and low ceilings as either serious impediments or certified hazards.
He is encased in solid but not particularly well cared-for armor; a bit pitted, a little rusted, a few years out of date from current smithing trends. But he seems content and comfortable in it's embrace.
Some manner of weapon rests at his side, chipped and worn almost to the point of dullness. One day it may be an greataxe, another a sword. Seemingly never the same one more than once, as though when one implement gives out on him he simply picks up whatever is nearest at hand.
He normally travels with a large pack which is stuffed to the brim with odds and ends, and visibly includes at least one spare weapon lashed to it somewhere.
Despite the weight he carries and and his overbuilt frame his steps seem light, as though his musculature buoys him up rather than weighing him down.
If he sees you, he grins.
+ Across a Room ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kieg is a Nord, that much is made plain by his face and by the sand-colored hair that spills past the sides of it. His hair is usually loose, usually a bit tangled, but it is obvious it gets cut regularly. A small pointed blonde goatee springs from a rounded chin and the margins of a wide jaw. He looks to be in his mid-to-late-twenties, though his skin is tanned and weather-roughened, making it a bit harder to determine. He has a lot of scars, even for a warrior. Cuts and abrasions large and small, healed or scabbed or newly bandaged. Star-shaped arrow punctures. Shallow pockmarks from old magic burns.
He seems very conscious of his size and often will make an effort to turn or step aside for those who might not fit by him. His posture is normally open and casual, but if he is much taller than someone, he has a habit of hunching down to be more on their level when speaking. His voice is deep and always seems a little too loud for whatever situation he is in, and louder still when he is excited, which can be often. He has a mild Nordish accent that gets thicker the more he drinks.
+ Face to Face ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
He smells of metal and leather, a faint tinge of ale usually, sharp whiffs of healing herbs if he is bandaged. Often the barest scent of coppery blood from those same bandages. Laugh lines bracket his mouth and underline his eyes. His eyes are pale blue and either roving inquisitively or soft and content behind a veil of intoxication. A flat-bridged, slightly convex nose is minutely askew, probably from being broken more than once. A solid chin, hidden under his beard. At times there may be tiny chips of stone in his clothes and facial hair from mining. His hands are almost like stone mitts, armored beneath thick calluses.
Music: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
((Tracks that help showcase the inspiration or concept for a character, music they would like or agree with, or that has the same 'feel' that the character does, or essentially theme songs for that character.))
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMCb9W6l8MM
If your gonna be dumb you gotta be tough - Roger Alan Wade
((Possibly too on the nose.
but this is basically where the original inspiration for Keig. He would not like this song at all though.))
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dx4ohiau31E
I'm still standing (Leo Moracchioli cover)
(( Rock music doesn't quite have the right feel for Keig, (neither does the original. ) But Kieg would really enjoy an IC-appropriate version of this song, or one with the same sentiment. Loud belting of the chorus would ensue. ))
RP HOOKS --------------------------------------
- Ingame::
- Keig is noticeably larger than most people, not quite to circus oddity levels, but certainly enough to wonder how he got that big.
- Keig is very heavily scarred, but doesn't seem to have the swagger or intimidating presence that someone with so evident a combat history might.
- Has been seen around Bleakrock, doing odd jobs for whoever asks. He'd probably help you (or at least try to) if you asked.
- Has prior bandit ties (and technically currently is one) and there is still a not-inconsequential bounty on his head, mostly for local theft.
- If you are bandit aligned yourself you might know of him by reputation, which is as loyal and tireless, but soft-hearted and requiring a lot of direction.
+ At First Glance or From a Distance ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kieg is big and tall and wide; piled with rounded muscle that from a distance makes him appear like he was formed from river boulders. Standing amongst a group of fellow warriors, the top of his head would probably poke out above the others, and between his height and girth one may get the impression that this man considers doorframes and low ceilings as either serious impediments or certified hazards.
He is encased in solid but not particularly well cared-for armor; a bit pitted, a little rusted, a few years out of date from current smithing trends. But he seems content and comfortable in it's embrace.
Some manner of weapon rests at his side, chipped and worn almost to the point of dullness. One day it may be an greataxe, another a sword. Seemingly never the same one more than once, as though when one implement gives out on him he simply picks up whatever is nearest at hand.
He normally travels with a large pack which is stuffed to the brim with odds and ends, and visibly includes at least one spare weapon lashed to it somewhere.
Despite the weight he carries and and his overbuilt frame his steps seem light, as though his musculature buoys him up rather than weighing him down.
If he sees you, he grins.
+ Across a Room ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kieg is a Nord, that much is made plain by his face and by the sand-colored hair that spills past the sides of it. His hair is usually loose, usually a bit tangled, but it is obvious it gets cut regularly. A small pointed blonde goatee springs from a rounded chin and the margins of a wide jaw. He looks to be in his mid-to-late-twenties, though his skin is tanned and weather-roughened, making it a bit harder to determine. He has a lot of scars, even for a warrior. Cuts and abrasions large and small, healed or scabbed or newly bandaged. Star-shaped arrow punctures. Shallow pockmarks from old magic burns.
He seems very conscious of his size and often will make an effort to turn or step aside for those who might not fit by him. His posture is normally open and casual, but if he is much taller than someone, he has a habit of hunching down to be more on their level when speaking. His voice is deep and always seems a little too loud for whatever situation he is in, and louder still when he is excited, which can be often. He has a mild Nordish accent that gets thicker the more he drinks.
+ Face to Face ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
He smells of metal and leather, a faint tinge of ale usually, sharp whiffs of healing herbs if he is bandaged. Often the barest scent of coppery blood from those same bandages. Laugh lines bracket his mouth and underline his eyes. His eyes are pale blue and either roving inquisitively or soft and content behind a veil of intoxication. A flat-bridged, slightly convex nose is minutely askew, probably from being broken more than once. A solid chin, hidden under his beard. At times there may be tiny chips of stone in his clothes and facial hair from mining. His hands are almost like stone mitts, armored beneath thick calluses.
Music: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
((Tracks that help showcase the inspiration or concept for a character, music they would like or agree with, or that has the same 'feel' that the character does, or essentially theme songs for that character.))
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMCb9W6l8MM
If your gonna be dumb you gotta be tough - Roger Alan Wade
((Possibly too on the nose.
but this is basically where the original inspiration for Keig. He would not like this song at all though.))www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dx4ohiau31E
I'm still standing (Leo Moracchioli cover)
(( Rock music doesn't quite have the right feel for Keig, (neither does the original.
) But Kieg would really enjoy an IC-appropriate version of this song, or one with the same sentiment. Loud belting of the chorus would ensue. ))RP HOOKS --------------------------------------
- On this forum::
Kieg is currently dying in the snow. (Or will be as soon as the thread is up) He would probably appreciate it if you saved him.
- Ingame::
- Keig is noticeably larger than most people, not quite to circus oddity levels, but certainly enough to wonder how he got that big.
- Keig is very heavily scarred, but doesn't seem to have the swagger or intimidating presence that someone with so evident a combat history might.
- Has been seen around Bleakrock, doing odd jobs for whoever asks. He'd probably help you (or at least try to) if you asked.
- Has prior bandit ties (and technically currently is one) and there is still a not-inconsequential bounty on his head, mostly for local theft.
- If you are bandit aligned yourself you might know of him by reputation, which is as loyal and tireless, but soft-hearted and requiring a lot of direction.
..I guess the hair should be a little lighter, whoops.
Founded April 26, 2005