Name of Writer: Brenda
Target Realm: MM
Sex: male
Age: 24
Race: gully dwarf
Height: 4' 7"
Weight: 150 #
Voice: low and deep. Would be a very commanding voice if not for the air of uncertainty
that often runs through it making him seem to be questioning his own words.
Hair Color: ash brown. His hair is shoulder length and a thick so it tends to bush
out a bit. He has a full beard and mustache. His long beard is braided with coloured
cords, though the braids tend to be a bit uneven in places.
Eye Color: pale blue
Complexion: slightly tanned, a bit sallow, except when he blushes
Build: He has the typical short and stocky dwarven build, big boned and muscular.
Sturdy torso and short legs.
Tattoos/Piercings/Scars/Birthmarks: no birthmarks or tattoos, but Mokar has a variety
of scars from various accidents and fights over the years, none of them really serious
though. One ear is pierced and he proudly wears an earring shaped like a hammer in
it.
Sexual Preference: oh yeah, he'd prefer to get some please. "You like dwarfy guys?"
Fantasy: settling down in a nice comfy home of his own, with his own nice wifey
to take care of him and raising a bunch of little dwarfy kids.
Strengths: loyal, proud, strong
Weaknesses: sometimes acts before he thinks and speaks before he thinks
Odd Quirks (if applicable): "Mokar promise" is one of his most used phrases.
Personality: Mokar is smarter than the average gully dwarf, but he has no
concept of numbers since mathematics is not something their people use. He
also talks in his people's typical style which some might take to mean he
is stupid. He is fiercely loyal to those who are nice to him. He does not
take kindly to being mocked, as he is a fiercely proud man. His concept of courage
is related to doing whatever it takes to survive--that may include crying, cowering,
grovelling, running away, fighting with eyes closed, or biting and scratching.
As is typical among his people, he is rather intimidated by the dwarven women. He
loves to eat and loves to drink.
Hobbies: eating, staring at the clouds. collecting "things"
Skills: he is actually a decent fighter with a hammer, as working with stone is something
he was trained to do since childhood. With a sword, he is more scarey than skilled
but he does have one (okay it's a bit rusty and not too sharp but that might be best
for all concerned). He is an excellent scavenger.
Magic (if applicable): (unique abilities)none really, although she thinks that she
is able to work
great magic. She was called a shaman in her clan, but that was more wishful
thinking on their part and showmanship on hers.
Weapons (if applicable): Mokar has three notable pieces of equipment
1)a short sword that has seen better days, is not as sharp as it could be, and
has several nicks in the blade, and is a bit rusty.
2)a dwarven warhammer that is nicely balanced and of good quality (he found it)
Occupation: Pallyding-- you know one of those sacred fighter dudes who protects people
LOL
Background History:
Mokar's life has been a struggle for survival. His clan
was a fairly large one, living a meagre existance on the fringes of other
settlements, moving often. He had 11 siblings. His daily life was a round
of scavenging for food and other necessities. He liked to talk and has the same flair
for storytelling that Magda has. His adventures, which are
never overstated, often border on slapstick comedy. He hasn't travelled away from
home as much as Magda has, so he considers this a fine adventure. Since Magda found
her lizard, the clan has seen her as a shaman of great power. She even brought
them a whole new bunch of allies. It's only fitting that such a brave dwarfy woman
should have her own protector, so they have sent Mokar out to travel with her. Thus
he became a Pallyding (if you need help translating that word, just ask LOL)