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| Deathangel | Dec 26 2013, 10:57 PM Post #1 |
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Name: Tom McCleary Race: Elf Height: 5'8 Weight: 135.26 Age: 915 Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Skills: Hand to hand, wall passing, healing, dodging, qi strikes, chain weapons, staffs, three part staffs, throwing knives, resistance to normal weapons, sneaking, acrobatics, and silent kills. He is also humble and good at listening. Flaws: Scared of heights, has an odd sense of humor, rarely thinks ahead, suicidal because he's lived too long, weak to magic/enchanted weapons (if they hit), doesn't understand technology. Tom grew up in the mythic era. Trained by the chow-len monks from the age of five until their destruction at the hands of the templars three hundred years ago. His training turned his body into a (literally) rock hard slab of muscle, as well as killing off the nerves in his striking points. In the temple, he excelled in the mastery of qi and the training of his body to resist physical blows. His favorite exercise was balancing atop a spear centered on his diaphragm and spinning in circles. After 600 years of meditation and internal energy exercise, Tom is a semi-spiritual being. Being more in tune with the spirit world makes him more susceptible to magic, which he refuses to use as part of the chow-len discipline, as well as drawing his body out of the world the rest of us inhabit. Basically, normal attacks pass right through him, and those that hit will not penetrate unless they have more force than an orc on horseback in full armor spearing him in the chest (which he once did as part of a demonstration.) He can also pass through walls since he is nearly a ghost. The last three hundred years have robbed him of most of his naivete, but not his compassion. Tom has tried to kill himself three times, but each time spied someone in trouble and went to help instead. Because of this, he took up medicine for a while, and learned to channel his qi into healing, producing miraculous results. After the destruction of the temple, Tom tried to go home only to find it was now the center of the black forest. Tom wandered there for over 100 years, trying to find clues about his family. He finally realized that after 700 years of separation he didn't really care any more. Though small, Tom possesses enough strength to tear large trees out of the ground, crush swords with his grip, or punch through heavy armor due to his intense training. When combined with qi techniques, his destructive power is unmatched. Urban legends have been popping up over the past three hundred years about the gentle healer who tears people in half, puts out shielded lamps by pointing at 20 paces, and kills flies with string. There is even one about a man who gently poked an orc in the chest and left. The orc was dead three days later of massive internal hemorrhaging. Appearence: Tom was plagued as a young monk by the other students and even the masters for the blue runic tattoos which adorn most of his body. Why his family would give him such a distinctive clan marking and then abandon him is unknown. He is barely average height and wiry, with an unfashionable haircut and a pretty face. This, combined with the medical tomes he carries and the robes, often causes people to confuse him for a scholar(nerd). He wears a simple brown robe with a hood in the Chow-len style, as well as a sleeveless tunic and plain pants suitable for kicking. A rope holds his pants up, and the simple square cloth tied into a bundle around a stick carries all his worldly possessions. He refuses to wear shoes, and the only things he owns is his clothes, the medical tomes, and a thin blanket. Edited by Deathangel, Dec 26 2013, 11:00 PM.
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