3. DrDreadlocks characters

DrDreadlocks characters


  • Aelthas Benthur

    Race: Human/Werewolf
    Height: 6' 3"
    Weight: 212 lbs
    Eyes: One green, one black with a purple iris
    Hair: Blonde
    Languages: Common, Damaran, Romani.
    Accent: A typical accent of anyone who was born in Narfell
    Equipment worn: A suit of steel full plate, dyed in silver and bright pink. A rainbow colored helm with a long pink tassel dangling down his back. A large ornate belt of Sune.
    Left handed or Right handed: Right
    Relatives: Lycka his wife and three children, Nica, Siri and Jonni. Lilin, Rolan Benthur, Nicahh, Ragnhild.
    Age: 32

    Appearance: Long blonde hair just past his shoulders, most times kept in a ponytail. Well muscled and fit, having been a soldier his whole life. Always a symbol of Selune dangles down from his neck, rarely put under his armor. His oddly colored eyes seem like steel and he rarely shows any emotion other than laughter on odd occasions.

    His battle standard, a Pink Dragon in flight is seen on his shield, armor and tabard. Despite comments on pink things, he seems to wear the color and standard proudly. Never far from his side is a longsword, a think layer of ice covering the blade, ancient runes etched upon it.

    When not in his armor, he rarely wears a shirt, several long black scars running down his back and chest, looking like burnt flesh from years ago that has never healed. Over his heart is a tattoo, a silver wolf, its paw on a Lyre as it howls up at a moon and seven stars, almost as if singing to it.

    Personality: A life of duty to his family, friends and land make a hard man. Seeming arrogant at times, not apparently caring for many things, always blunt in his words, although he tries his best to be polite and kind to others. He seems to hold some inner hardship from years past that make him seem almost devoid of life at times.

    One thing is for certain, for his wife and children, he'll do anything. They are some of the rare things that see the caring, loving and faithful man he is. His goddess takes a priority over most other things and he seems unbendable in his faith. When he decides to show someone the hidden side of himself, it is typically a life long friendship that comes with it.


  • Jacia 'Jack' Ayloman

    Race: Human
    Height: 5'
    Weight: 111 lbs
    Eyes: Bright green
    Hair: Black
    Languages: Common.
    Accent: An accent of a woman who grew up in the docks of Hoarsgate.
    Equipment worn: A set of full plate, dyed green and blue like the sea with a long flowing cloak on her back, pinned together with a bright red brooch. A trident always strapped to her back.
    Left handed or Right handed: Right
    Relatives: None.
    Age: 23

    Appearance: Long black silky soft hair that flows down her back to her knees almost, which she often ties up with a leather cord for battle. Soft flawless skin, only slightly tanned by the sun, despite her obviously being a sailor. Bright green eyes that seem to flash with a green color if she is angered. She walks with a confident stride of not only a sailor, but of a woman with power.

    Covering her body are several tattoos, some depict ships caught in storms. Other of magnificent sea beasts taking ships into the sea and others showing just the crashing waves of the sea upon a shore. The biggest of these is the one on her back, showing a depiction of the Queen herself, grabbing a vessel and dragging it below the waves, all done in fine detail.

    Although her muscles are defined, she isn't overly muscular for a woman her size. Her features make her a very beautiful woman, with all the right proportions and the enchanting smile to go with them.

    Personality: Quick to smile, even quicker to anger. She can turn from an adorable childlike attitude to a murderous, crazed fiend in mere seconds. Friends see her kindness, strangers see her intoxicating smile and enemies see the end of her trident.

    Despite being a priestess of the Queen, she seems to find life quite enjoyable, giggling often and making small talk with just about anyone who says their prayers and offers the proper fear and respect to her goddess. Yet under the smile, is the cold hearted nature of her goddess. Her voice has a musical sound to it as many could get the impression of a Siren, luring unwary men into her grasp.

    "Never doubt what a woman could get with a sweet smile and a strong mind."

    ((Aww.. isn't she cute.. Credit goes to the artist, not my picture.))