User:Vargoth
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Name: Vargoth James Vincent.
Titles: Former: Sherrif of rynvale, leader of the Stormtempered Kingdom. Current: The masked man, The hybrid.
Age: 76
Race: Half-Elf hybrid.
Class: Hand Mage.
Status: Always that certain someone on mind.
Alignment: Vargoth is going through a change and so far this cannot be decided only the future can tell.
Description:
Adorning the figure of the half-elf are black robes and matching hood. Veiling his features is a mask of simplistic make, a trick to both disguise him and create speculation of his person. The mask, obtained after helping the human Vasha with a staff of questionable origin, is of actual use besides simply vanity. Its ebon complexion shield a dace distorted in the manner of a Driders, and his eyes seeming more Drow than anything more. It hides the pain of tortured flesh beneath it, the agony intensifying when sunlight stains the flesh. For this reason, a mask is the Half-Elf’s only option.
The male carries no weaponry upon her person. His hands are what he resorts to.
Ug statistics:
Name: Ug Class: Warrior Weapons: One throwing axe made of bone and wood. One larger axe for one hand use and two hand use, also made out of bone and wood. Clothes: Loinclothe Size: 6'10 Build: Muscle with a podgy stomache Marks: Symbol on his neck which Vargoth controls him by. Postion: Bodyguard
Vargoth's Biography:
Background:
At the age of fifteen it began. The distress of difference, the suffering he endured for being a half-elf reared within a human village. Unappreciative of the diversity and mocking of his person, the only fond folk within the village was his caretaker, Breg. A gambler of minimal means, Breg had spent a lifetime indulging in the game of gold making and loosing. Luck was his only regard until happening upon Vargoth, lost and alone. In later years Breg claimed Luck had brought the abandoned Vargoth into his life, and it was a gamble of the most profound kind. Even with Breg as guardian, the boy continued to undergo severe bullying for being unlike the other children. The inevitable came without warning. A particularly cruel jest against the half-elf caused an unknown power to flicker within him; the bully became his first victim. In certain outrage the villagers hunted Breg. The faux-father of Vargoth dying for the actions of his adopted son. Hearing the news of Breg’s execution, the boy fled from the village fearing his headstone would be the next carved. The young half-elf, after his escape from the village, encountered many hardships. As with earlier times, Vargoth unleashed his powers from time to time. Now mercy was shown on those who attempted to harm him, thus the accidents of death continued. For years the brutality continued with death being the daily choice. This was until a young woman happened across his path that hailed from the same village he once called home. Finding the woman had no knowledge or familiarity of him, his plan in manipulating her affection for him succeeded. Revenge came in the form of luring the young woman into the woods and murdering her. His anger over the death of Breg and torment endured from the villagers fueling the killing. Satisfied with his vengeance, Vargoth met a man who had been in search of him. Using the man as a tester for his powers, tormenting him to better his skill, their relationship went the way of all others. Vargoth eventually destroyed both the man and his bloodline for no reason.
After the harrowing experiences of murdering the family, Vargoth turned himself in to the cage of seclusion. His days were spent training those skills learned long ago. Without a weapon, the half-elf had only his hands to become adept with. Forgoing metal for flesh and sharpening his mind without relying on ether a sword or staff. Once his mind was secure with his learned abilities, the male was ready to move on. A strange along his journeys told of a place where differences were nothing unusual. In fact, differences were what made the world tick. A place called Kelay.
After settling in Kelay he came to meet a woman by the name of Vasha. In a short time, human and half-elf had endured much which left them with a special bond. An employer turned mate and for a man without anything, Vasha turned into his everything.
The transformed half-elf has embarked on a new quest since coming to the land of Hollow. Seeking out a man whose stories of loyalty to various lives wandering Hollow are long told, Vargoth has a mission to find him. It is a mission to see if this mans worth is up to what his friends say. If it is then he will swear loyalty to him and follow him to hell and back if he must.
After living in hollow he helped restore the stormtempered kingdom and become a sherrif of rynvale, but after so many battles he had to flea from to serious of wounds and found a way to restore himself to at least fighting fit. Only problem is now his right hand looks like it belonged to the undead an his left hand was some poor beasts pincer, his right foot has been repaired with a badly made steel replica that was mae through magic.
After such a long disappearance the stormtempered kingdom has fallen and he vows to rebuild it but many things block his path, if he can't complete his oath to Yashgoven he has other plans. He also wishes to enter the underdark one more time, his face was tormenting him constantly and he wanted to know more about his condition. The sun burns even more and his face distorts even worse ay by day, the driderlike face with the cold drow eyes. At least his iron mask still works. He also hopes to finally to convince his forest elf kin he shares there blood not the drows.
Vargoth has captured a orc warrior that he found wondering and used a expermental spell. This spell will keep the orc obeying his commands but not greatly, he will continue to see where this spell leads.
OOC notes:
Ug is an npc but expect him to jump in and battle anyone who wishes Vargoth harm unless it is a judged duel, at which point it will just be Vargoth or if some strange reason you challenge Ug then I will check rules an proberly cry to someone to see what the hell i should do because never had that happen before. Anyway now rambling so, yeah.
OOC Contact Info: As for shoutouts:
>Vasha for being Vasha, without you Vargoth would be nothing.
>Yashgoven and all member of the Stormtempered Kingdom old and new, you guys are great and I hope one day we rise again because no matter the character I fly the flag still, just forgive me if I cannot rejoin you guys for a reason.
>Satoshi because she is epicness and I will beat her in a duel one day... A man is allowed to dream.
>Mahri because she deserves it.
>The admin team for the hard work without them the game would be screwed.
>Sven and the many other people that have changed and shaped hollow, we all owe you.
>And I almost forgot, Inari for being my first forking... Its not what you think ya dirty gits.
>And for jacklin, you are amazing and I owe you for helping me with the bio, thank you.