User:Sevenduster/Askari Makaa
 |
This article is a Player character biography page The contents herein are entirely player made and in no way represent official Lotro history or occurrences which are accurate for all worlds. The characters and events listed are of an independent nature and applied for roleplaying, fictional, speculative, or opinions from a limited playerbase only. |
| Askari Makaa | |
|---|---|
| None | |
| World: | Laurelin |
| Vocation: | Gambler, Barman |
| Class: | Minstrel |
| Race: | Elf |
| Region: | No Information Available |
| Age: | 21 |
| Height: | 6'6" |
| Sex: | Male |
| Skin: | Pale |
| Hair: | Dark Brown |
| Eye: | Red |
Description
Physical Description: Standing with a crooked posture, this elf produced suspicion and disarray wherever he went, some people suggested he was cursed to be rejected by every community, some suggested he did something, something so terrible it changed how people thought of him on a basic, primal level. However the case, tired of living in the discomfort he always lived in, he quickly took up the occupation of a Minstrel, and adopting the mantra of, 'If I can help, I am needed' his reputation has improved somewhat, but his body hasn't. He stands with a slouch still, his sunken in eyes still holding the power to disturb, and his long, thin body suggesting a otherworldly appearance. His body is covered in scars, from what, he refuses to tell, just laughing to himself every time the subject is brought up. No one is aware of what frigid, strange region could raise something such as Askari, and no one wants to ask. Personality Description: Despite his strange appearance, Askari is an optimist, and always has something to say to lighten the mood. However, he has strange quirks which tend to unnerve some people, for instance, his obsession with numbers, specifically the number '2' effects his entire life. From his drinks, to his women, to his earnings, he always wants it in pairs or in an even number. If this makes him earn less, then he doesn't mind. Secondly, he tends to stare, this has earned him much ire, when in reality, he can't just look at everything at once, he focuses on one thing at one time, with great detail. Unfortunately, many women at the target of this gets the wrong idea. Henceforth, he tends to have a permanent hand shaped red mark on his cheek. Some his friends say he should have been a hunter, considering the few times he has a picked up a bow, he has had exceptional accuracy. However, he has turned down those ideas, claiming it 'Doesn't feel Right' even if he is at comfort playing his instruments, no one is complaining.
Bio
No one is truly aware of where he comes from, or even his true age, it seems he's 16 when it benefits him, 21 if it gets him a stiff drink, and 24 if it gets him a little respect. His homeland, he says, "Is frost, nothing but pure mountains of snow, no creatures to invade it, no beings that will harm you, just snow and good people." He refuses to name the place, seemingly a little shaken when it's brought up. However, he's willing to share some extravagant cure all and miracle tonic from his magnificent homeland to you for the right price, if what you're looking to cure is 'Having money' and 'Sobriety'. Some people say he's a liar, some people say he merely stretches the truth. However, his true origins are hidden in between the tall tales, and some say his tonic actually works, if you catch him on a good day. All in all, Askari is an enigma that no one knows the full truth about.
Friends and Enemies
Friends:
- To his friends, he is a benevolent kindred spirit, who seeks only to help, and will stand by them even in the toughest of times, as long as they stand by him.
Enemies:
- To his enemies, he is either a nuisance that has to be removed from the bar/stable/office of guardsman immediately, or a strange being of unrivaled terror, some say he blends among the branches, as they hear the faint sound of a lute being plucked, the laughter echoing through their homes as they stay in their beds, unable to truly sleep. The day after, their gold is gone, their room seeming strangely different, and some swear they hear the sound of a bird, what bird, no one knows but him, and he's willing to tell you if you pay him.
Gossip
((Please use this section to post IC reactions and reflections concerning this character.))
- ...