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Name: Donath Stonesplitter
Race: Nord
Gender:Male
Age: 45
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Class: Warrior
Weapons: A two handed steel battle axe, and a small iron dagger
Armour: Steel armour, gauntlets boots. No helmet.
Appearance: 5'6", heavily muscled, clean shaven all around.(means no hair, no beard) deep blue eyes, a scar on the exact center of his head, running front to back. Speaks kinda like Gimli from LOTR.
Likes: Ale, coin, fighting
Dislikes: Dishonesty, Stormcloaks, Talos
Religion: Believes in all the divines, except for Talos,but only actively worships Stendarr.
Personality: Donath is usually easy to get along with, unless, of course, you're a Stormcloak. He doesn't care much for Talos worshippers either, seeing them as a bunch of religious nutbags.
backstory: Born and raised in Skyrim, Donath joined the Stormcloak Rebellion, believing it to be the right thing to do. He was assigned to an elite unit of 'fixers' that retrieved artifacts, assassinated enemy generals, and hunted down traitors and deserters. However, as the war wore on, Ulfric assigned them increasingly dangerous tasks, for little to no reward.
On one such mission, a unit of Donaths' men and Donath himself went into a crypt to retrieve an ancient blade. Most of the men on the mission were young, eighteen, nineteen at the oldest. The Draugr killed all but Donath, who received the scar on his head. Emerging from the cave, Donath deserted the Stormcloak army, and swore to make Ulfric pay for sending his men, his 'boys' to their deaths.
He set out to kill the High King, but the man was assassinated before Donath reached Windhelm. With not much purpose left to him, the war-weary warrior became a blade for hire, forgetting his woes in drinking and fighting. Hearing word of an enourmous contract to wipe out some bandits near Falkreath, the warrior heads to the town, eager to replenish his store of coins.
Name: Donath Stonesplitter
Race: Nord
Gender:Male
Age: 45
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Class: Warrior
Weapons: A two handed steel battle axe, and a small iron dagger
Armour: Steel armour, gauntlets boots. No helmet.
Appearance: 5'6", heavily muscled, clean shaven all around.(means no hair, no beard) deep blue eyes, a scar on the exact center of his head, running front to back. Speaks kinda like Gimli from LOTR.
Likes: Ale, coin, fighting
Dislikes: Dishonesty, Stormcloaks, Talos
Religion: Believes in all the divines, except for Talos,but only actively worships Stendarr.
Personality: Donath is usually easy to get along with, unless, of course, you're a Stormcloak. He doesn't care much for Talos worshippers either, seeing them as a bunch of religious nutbags.
backstory: Born and raised in Skyrim, Donath joined the Stormcloak Rebellion, believing it to be the right thing to do. He was assigned to an elite unit of 'fixers' that retrieved artifacts, assassinated enemy generals, and hunted down traitors and deserters. However, as the war wore on, Ulfric assigned them increasingly dangerous tasks, for little to no reward.
On one such mission, a unit of Donaths' men and Donath himself went into a crypt to retrieve an ancient blade. Most of the men on the mission were young, eighteen, nineteen at the oldest. The Draugr killed all but Donath, who received the scar on his head. Emerging from the cave, Donath deserted the Stormcloak army, and swore to make Ulfric pay for sending his men, his 'boys' to their deaths.
He set out to kill the High King, but the man was assassinated before Donath reached Windhelm. With not much purpose left to him, the war-weary warrior became a blade for hire, forgetting his woes in drinking and fighting. Hearing word of an enourmous contract to wipe out some bandits near Falkreath, the warrior heads to the town, eager to replenish his store of coins.