Name : Bastian Stargrad
Age : 17
Race : Half Dwarf
Height : 1,80 m
Weight : 48 kg
Physical Description : Fit, Blonde Long Dreads, Small Amount Of Blonde Beard.
Possessions : Short axe, Roasted Beef Jerky x2, Bishani 5x, Gold coin x2.
Powers Or Strengths : Guessing When Someone Lies, Battle Chant To Build Up Morale.
Weaknesses : Slightly Slow, Because Of A Rough Face People Tend To Not Talk To Him, Afraid Of Magic.
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History : A winter morning when sun has just risen and snow owls just woke up... a little baby in a basket was flowing through a cold lake... Then a figure steped out of the bushes while wipping snow of his shoulders. He kneeled... threw his crossbow away and wipped snow of his face...
He was a dwarf... he had a long a black beard with three ponytails... he was suprisengly handsome... and he had a long ponytail as his haircut.
After 16 years the baby in the basket became a handsome young fellow ( well atleast to dwarfs
). But he was different... He was taller... less masculine... and was faster then the other dwarfs of his age... Oh and his guardian...a hunter named : Yevhen Stargrad...He took in a half breed as the village called the boy...Yevhen named the boy : Bastian... Bastian Stargrad. Yevhen trained Bastian self defence and how to weald all kinds of weapons...The village took in Bastian warmly... for Bastian the days of training bringed fun and joy as he saw he was not stranger then others... oh no...no...he was better then others...
And so the day came...to say farewell to Bastian...as his father and the village saw a fighters soul in him... and they cant waste that talent by just normal self defence classes... Bastian got some currency to keep him a live for a while... and some food of course... But to this day... Bastian does not know who were his parents... THE ADVENTURE BEGINS!!!