Right, to make this official: Name: J.K.H. [that's all I'm telling you!] Species: Human Age: 33 Gender: Male Class: Caster Calling: Druid Priest of the Order of Luncthach [Luncthach is the patron deity of wolves] Weapon: two-handed warhammer [this weapon does extra damage to Orcish, Undead and Demonic creatures] Spells: Summon Timber Wolves [2 as human, 4 as Dire Wolf], Summon Treefolk [1 as human, 2 as Dire Wolf. Treefolk do extra damage against Undead creatures], Shapeshift to Dire Wolf, Heal Wounds, Blinding Flash, Unbinding [disables enemy majik and superhuman abilities in close-quarters], Blend Surroundings [increases dodge abilities], Blast of Wind, Lightning Bolt, Hammer of 7, and Trembling Earth. I can only cast Heal Wounds twice in a match. I can only cast Summon Timber Wolves, Summon Treefolk, Unbinding and Hammer of 7 once per match. Shapeshift to Dire Wolf lasts 5 turns, and has to cool down for 4 turns before I can cast it again. The spells Blend Surroundings and Unbinding stay in effect for 12 turns. On occasion, I might carry majikal items that grant more spells [I'll warn you in case I do at the beginning of any duel]. History: On the island of Iyrynlant, J.K.H. was born in a small forest community at the outskirts of the township of Dramberry-Fenn. Like approximately a quarter of young boys of his country, it was realized in his infancy that he possessed the potential majiks to become a Druid Priest, and was inducted into the Order of Luncthach, the Wolven Order, on his seventh birthday. Under strict training of both body and mind, J.K.H., as all Druid Acolytes, attained an understanding of the spirit world and its connection to the living that most would only scoff at. Although a caster of formidable majiks, he is ever a decent and humble man, especially in the presence of royalty, other casters, and court jesters. As J.K.H. neared his 20th year of age, he happened upon the infant boy Zirilan on a voyage across the sea. The child had long pointy ears, a trait quite foreign to his kind. It is now clear that Zirilan was born of Hylian blood, but this is a secret known only to J.K.H. and Zarsyll, the Master Druid of the Order of Zartach, of which Zirilan is now a member. J.K.H. now sets off on a quest of epic proportion, a quest that will take him across oceans, land, and test his sanity. Before the battle is done, he will lose his eyes. [ November 23, 2002, 03:07 PM: Message edited by: the Licorice Hawker ] |