| Fairly average size (for a Titan, at least.) Has long brown hair gathered into a ponytail and long, drooping mustachios gathered at the ends with small golden beads and no beard. Wears heavy armor and keeps his weapons within arm's reach at all times. Tends to favor large, two-handed great axes and scorns swords and other weapons that require skill and technique to wield. He does possess a fairly powerful sword that he is grudgingly fond of, and will use
it if the occasion arises. Likes to come across as gruff and intimidating to put people on the defensive. Has a short temper and it takes very little to provoke him to a fight. Totally fearless, but this sometimes borders on
foolishness, as he will throw himself at any opponent who seems to be the greatest challenge. This leads him to be hopelessly outclassed in some situations. Carries a healthy respect for pixies and other faerie folk due to a humbling experience involving a tall cliff and a cold ocean. |
Grew up in the Titan capital of Ningrom. Showed an early aptitude towards weapons and personal combat. Learned all he could from the local military and decided that it would be too boring to serve as a soldier in the relatively peaceful nation of Nin. He then set off to seek andventure and fame
in the wide world, with only the shirt on his back and an uprooted tree on his shoulder. Before long, he joined a band of adventurers and demonstrated his fighting ability and short temper when he killed one of them in a dispute. As his adversary was a Tigran, Two-Edge hacked his body in half and displayed them at opposite ends of a nearby tavern. He was humbled somewhat on a later
adventure when, after dismissing a pixie as only a "little bug," she promptly dropped him off of a tall cliff into the ocean. Two-Edge is known for many things, but swimming is not among them. He has since learned to curb his temper
and think about his words and actions before speaking his mind. |
