Nathaniel
Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2024 12:56 am
Name: Nathaniel Stokes (Nath for short!).
Race: Tall-man.
Age: 30 y/o.
Appearance:
Slightly taller than average (~185cm), with a slender but sturdy build, though he doesn't have much visible muscle. His auburn hair is long and usually tied in a low ponytail, he takes great pride on caring for it.
Many scars litter his arms and legs from previous injuries, but the biggest and most notable one is a long linear scar that runs from his right ear to his left cheek, cutting through his nose and cheekbones.
Though he has to wear armor inside the dungeon, he really dislikes it, so he's mostly seen without it when not working. His clothes tend to be tinted a pale red at the sleeves and hems from the messiness of his routine, and this sometimes extends to his hands if he has had a busy week.
Personality:
From an outsiders perspective, Nathaniel seems like a bit of a doormat, a nervous guy that is always laughing awkwardly and with a facial expression that screams "Haha yeah whatever you say, buddy!". He tends to get exasperated easily, though nobody takes him seriously, since they know he won't do anything to change the stuff that bothers him.
Adventurers who have teamed up with him before, however, seem to always keep their distance afterwards, claiming they don't want to get on his bad side and looking shocked when others don't do the same.
Inside the dungeon, he's pleasant enough to his and other adventuring groups, but acts merciless and violent towards any monsters that cross his party's path. Even if it'd be better and faster to avoid them, he always will attempt to kill them unless persuaded otherwise.
Skills:
A prolific monster killer, he usually wields a sword but can use bludgeoning weapons too. He's good at tracking down monsters and finding their hiding spots, though he gets careless whenever he's doing so.
Though it's usual for tall-men to be able to work or fight longer than other races, Nathaniel's endurance when it comes to fighting always feels unnaturally high.
Nobody is sure how he does it, but he has a knack for finding people in or off the island willing to buy any part of any monster he kills, from the valuable magic components to the guts of a giant rat.
Background:
Nathaniel grew up to a modest family of sailors and merchants, once he was old enough, he spend some time working on a variety of boats and crews with his father, before he found a stable group and joined it without him. After years of working alongside his crew, they had been like family to him, he spend everyday with them even when they were free to do as they pleased between travels.
A year before arriving at the island, the captain of his crew died unexpectedly, leaving his second in command in charge, but the man soon found himself unable to manage the position and deserted them. His nephew took on the mantle, but it was obvious he was not fit to lead them either, he was cruel and greedy, doing nothing to help those in his crew who needed him, instead replacing those not able to work by new recruits. During a long voyage, the old crew had enough and took on arms against the unjust captain, the fight was gruesome and Nathaniel's face was slashed violently by one of the men and he fell unconscious soon after.
Most of his old crew died, and those who lived were left injured at the nearest dock. Nathaniel could not bear to work in a boat without his family, so he retired, looking for a new job.
During one of his shifts as a regular butcher, he overheard people talking about the discovery of a new dungeon, the prospect of money and a chance to get his mind off his dead crewmates enough to have him boarding a boat for the first time in a very long time.
Typical Role in Dungeon Parties:
Fighter, monster butcher/guy who sticks his hands into gross things for the team.
Race: Tall-man.
Age: 30 y/o.
Appearance:
Slightly taller than average (~185cm), with a slender but sturdy build, though he doesn't have much visible muscle. His auburn hair is long and usually tied in a low ponytail, he takes great pride on caring for it.
Many scars litter his arms and legs from previous injuries, but the biggest and most notable one is a long linear scar that runs from his right ear to his left cheek, cutting through his nose and cheekbones.
Though he has to wear armor inside the dungeon, he really dislikes it, so he's mostly seen without it when not working. His clothes tend to be tinted a pale red at the sleeves and hems from the messiness of his routine, and this sometimes extends to his hands if he has had a busy week.
Personality:
From an outsiders perspective, Nathaniel seems like a bit of a doormat, a nervous guy that is always laughing awkwardly and with a facial expression that screams "Haha yeah whatever you say, buddy!". He tends to get exasperated easily, though nobody takes him seriously, since they know he won't do anything to change the stuff that bothers him.
Adventurers who have teamed up with him before, however, seem to always keep their distance afterwards, claiming they don't want to get on his bad side and looking shocked when others don't do the same.
Inside the dungeon, he's pleasant enough to his and other adventuring groups, but acts merciless and violent towards any monsters that cross his party's path. Even if it'd be better and faster to avoid them, he always will attempt to kill them unless persuaded otherwise.
Skills:
A prolific monster killer, he usually wields a sword but can use bludgeoning weapons too. He's good at tracking down monsters and finding their hiding spots, though he gets careless whenever he's doing so.
Though it's usual for tall-men to be able to work or fight longer than other races, Nathaniel's endurance when it comes to fighting always feels unnaturally high.
Nobody is sure how he does it, but he has a knack for finding people in or off the island willing to buy any part of any monster he kills, from the valuable magic components to the guts of a giant rat.
Background:
Nathaniel grew up to a modest family of sailors and merchants, once he was old enough, he spend some time working on a variety of boats and crews with his father, before he found a stable group and joined it without him. After years of working alongside his crew, they had been like family to him, he spend everyday with them even when they were free to do as they pleased between travels.
A year before arriving at the island, the captain of his crew died unexpectedly, leaving his second in command in charge, but the man soon found himself unable to manage the position and deserted them. His nephew took on the mantle, but it was obvious he was not fit to lead them either, he was cruel and greedy, doing nothing to help those in his crew who needed him, instead replacing those not able to work by new recruits. During a long voyage, the old crew had enough and took on arms against the unjust captain, the fight was gruesome and Nathaniel's face was slashed violently by one of the men and he fell unconscious soon after.
Most of his old crew died, and those who lived were left injured at the nearest dock. Nathaniel could not bear to work in a boat without his family, so he retired, looking for a new job.
During one of his shifts as a regular butcher, he overheard people talking about the discovery of a new dungeon, the prospect of money and a chance to get his mind off his dead crewmates enough to have him boarding a boat for the first time in a very long time.
Typical Role in Dungeon Parties:
Fighter, monster butcher/guy who sticks his hands into gross things for the team.