Name: Rhorlak
Race: Nord
Class: Warrior/Blacksmith
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Looks: Rhorlak is a man, short brown hair, bit of a comb over. He is about average in size 5''9 if you want to be all technical about it. His eyes are black doesn't to eye contact much. His nose has a story, he was out one morning fetching water from the local well and realized that everyone stopped and stared he couldn't understand why everyone was doing it. He realized it wasn't him he was staring at it was the beast behind him. A Troll. He tried to run. He failed and now he is flailing in that grasp of a troll and as he tried to bite him. He was in for a nasty surprise when he just hit him square in the nose and since then his nose has been squint.
Biography: Ever since he was a little boy he always enjoyed creating, crafting and repairing all of these traits came from his dad. When Rhorlak hit the age of 12 he became the towns blacksmith. Sounds good and all doesn't it? Well. Your wrong. He took over from the death of his father. He was the former blacksmith. No one could figure out how his father died other from his father himself. When he wasn't creating weapons, he would use them and fend of the town in a voluntary service. He like charity work in faith of his fathers death he has became him always looking out for people if they are in dire need of help even though he is a blacksmith doesn't me he cant be a warrior.
Personality: He is always enthusiastic about everything. He was polite just like his father. Never let anyone down. You could really trust this man. Not much bad about him.
Weapon: His Fathers Sword.