Hel

Hel
General Information
Race:	Human
Gender:	Male
Sexual Orientation:	Hetero
Age:	Late 40s, early 50s
Date of Birth:	Unknown
Country of Origin:	Unknown
Appearance
Hair Color:	Gray with streaks of sun-bleached brown
Eye Color:	Violet
Height:	5’11
Weight:	195 pounds
Additional Information
Aliases:	Morathi, Old Man
Religion:	None
Creed:	None
Occupation:	Mercenary, tracker, Amas’madeen
Income:	Variable
Marital Status:	Widower
Player:	Lehto

Biography

A few remember the Old Man. Now, he is mostly a bygone era. A fragment of time when the world seemed more chaotic, even if it was not so very long ago. None now remember where he came from. Some speculate from a faraway land yet undiscovered, others that he was gutter trash gilded in mystery. The truth of his legacy is now equally supposition, but with traces of fact littered throughout. There are rumors of his adventures in the dead city of Amas’kyaa, repeated now by the Emshi nomads of a man who now bears a forgotten Ekri-nam knife and the violet eyes. There are places in the deep subterranean homes of the Vuulari that talk about the man and his dark relationship with the matron mother and the scorpion god Vierjss. He is forever entwined with rumor and seems content to offer no resolution to these questions.

Personality

Quiet. Harsh. There was a time when the Old Man was known for a far more vicious temperament, when he was quick to anger, drink, and draw his knife. In these later years, he is perhaps more subdued but only in the sense of these outbursts. None would say he has grown softer, let alone timid. Hel is still a man of a violent life and certain that his time is coming – one way or another.

Physical Description

He would pass without a second glance throughout almost any city or place where a human might be regularly spied. Neither overly tall nor overly broad, though enough that he could intimidate your commonly malnourished peasantry. Once taut muscle had lost its rigid sculpting beauty, however had not lost its raw physicality or power. Years of exposure to the elements had roughened his skin and sun warmed to a golden color. Years of violence had softened it with pallid lines of scar tissue stretched from brow to toe; blades, fire, arrows, teeth, and every other instrument of death had somehow left its mark upon him. Some long faded, some fresher still.

Abilities & Skills

Mundane Skills

The Old Man is a highly skilled tracker, soldier, and general road-born mercenary. Though not a trueborn ranger, there are likely few environments he could not survive in. He is capable enough to read and write in the most well-known tongues, or looser exchanges in more esoteric cultures.

Magic Skills

The imbued powers of the Ekri-nam knife and the heritage of the dead Amas’madeen are the extent of his preternatural capability. Influence of thoughts, awareness that borders upon the eldritch, mastery over the self, and the other carefully disciplined components of mind and body as one entity. Hel may lack the overt display of an ascetic monk, yet one cannot deny the essence of it lingering in his movements all the same.

Equipment

Weapons

Ekri-nam knife, a crystalline blade inert in the hands of anyone except for Hel for whom it has been encoded, burning with a sort of witchfire when suffused with his innate psychic energy.

Armor

None

Tools

Minor assortment for traveling, hiking, climbing, or simply adventuring across the land.

Goals

To carry on, till he gets what everyone has coming.