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IlL'ese're Hardramven | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
...Giant Killer; follower and named after, Erevan Ilesere |
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IlL'ese're (pronounced as: ill-es-eray) was the second born to Eulb'peed and Longhorn Hardramven. He was born 312 years ago-- IlL'esere is a Bariaur. (Pronouced: Bar-E-ar) He was named after the elven god of mischief, Erevan Illesere. Throughout his youth years, IlL'ese're(or IlL') was a happy Bariaur. Constantly running, playing games and staying as active as he could. IlL' also had a major personality flaw...he did not like others who were taller than him. So people say this came from his older sister always picking on him, or his father treating him like a full grown Bariaur and entering him in the ramming contests at young ages. When in truth, these may have factored to IlL' becoming a Giant Killer later in life, but IlL' has a fighter's spirit. He hates to loose, and will do anything to keep that from happening. Growing up; he carved and notched his Family Club like all the rest of the Bariaur do: Running across the Outlands and the layers of Ysgard. Even went on the family outings of....picking a fight with a giant or two. IlL's strength quickly improved. Always attacking 'head on'...literaly. Upon his 'coming of age' year, IlL'ese're wanted to proove what kind of 'man' or Bariuar he is. |
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IlL'ese're took his longbow, Family Club, and a few spears and went looking for a fight. He returned a year later with a reputation. IlL'ese're is a giant killer. Over the course of a year, the young Bariaur defeated 3 giants, on his own. Though a Bariur tribe will fight 10 times that number in a year, it is HOW IlL' defeated the three. IlL'ese're Hardramven trotted into a taveren, over to the tallest individual he saw, and punched him square in the face. The fight that preceded ended up destroying a support wall, the staircase, bar, a stove, and most of the tables. The taveren ended up closing down because of the ammount of damages. IlL'ese're, with a broken arm and many bruises, was arrested and put into a cage for a year to pay for the damages. IlL'ese're went and served happily. 3 giants laid dead, one with a cracked skull, another with a spear through its gut and the last was beaten to death in a fist fight. Over the years IlL'ese're grew both in size and strength. Like the all Bariuar, he is very conserened about the way he looks. Always on the look out for horn-caps and necklaces and earrings to decorate his face and horns. Constantly grooming his hide, hair and polishing his horns. After all..."just because you can fight a giant, doesn't mean you can't look good for the ladies..." according to IlL'. IlL'ese're left the Clan driven by Wonderlust. Most young adults get the craving, go out adventuring to return to take over the clan or family. Alot would happen to IlL' while he is gone. Just after his 200th birthday, IlL'ese're was traveling across the Outlands when he spied a group of giants from a distance. He brought a spear and planted the butt-end into his stomach and charged...like a knight, IlL' scewered the first giant in the leg and followed through with a massive headbutt. (ended up breaking the giants hip-bone). The planted spear drove into IlL's stomach upon impact. The Ranger proceded to fight off the remaining 3 giants with his weapon of choice...a 4 foot long halbred that he wields as if it is a quarterstaff. During the fight, one of the giants fell before IlL' could do serious damage to it. Looking around, the hip-injured giant was dead as well...arrows. Furious, IlL'ese're searched for the doomed individual who robbed him of the kills. 100 yards away IlL'ese're found him. An elf with a massive longbow stood casualy as the enraged Bariuar charged. IlL'ese're stopped short and shouted insults and challenges at the elf. The elf, a ranger as well, discribed the scene he saw and wanted to aid IlL', and also pointed out IlL's only injury was the severe damage to his stomach from the spear butt. IlL'ese're started to laugh....as well did the elven ranger, Talemorin. The two rangers quickly became friends. Traveling the lands together, IlL'ese're seemd to ALWAYS find a fight to pick, and MANY times Talemorin had to enter the fight. It seems the two became such good friends, that only Talemorin could stop IlL'ese're from charging down any giant he saw. (Also, Talemoring was getting tired paying for the damages IlL'ese're would leave in a tavern just because the opponet was an INCH taller than IlL'ese're) |
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WEAPONS | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Nasty Spear..........Iron Spear +3 Desigened by IlL'ese're, he wanted a spear which was heavy enough to do some series damage and had enough magic in it to hurt any creature in the Multi-verse. The head of the spear is also sepcialy designed to. Unlike most spears were they are tappered to allow easy penetraction and difficult to pull out; The Nasty spear is made for easy extraction and hard penetration. (See above picture). A strength of 18 is needed to lift the spear while a strength of 18(00) is need to wield it properly. The mighty IlL'ese're has a strength of 21. Fighting Stick.......Halbred +1 A 5 foot long halbred with some magic. IlL'ese're's strength and size, the weapon is more like an oddly shapped sword than a pole arm. Family Club.........Club +2 Upon birth, the father will make a club for his son(only sons). Everyyear of the males life, the club is carved. A shape, or pharse, anything to depict the last year. By the time a Bairaur reaches 100...the club has become magical because of all the carvings and runes inscribed on it. If a bariaur looses his Family Club, he exilles himself from the Clan until it is recovered. Long Bow+1 This is a typical magical longbow, the only difference is, to accomidate IlL'ese're's 7foot frame, the bow is over 5 feet long. The arrows IlL' uses are, basicly, seige arrows. 3 feet long, with out the head or fletching. |
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IlL'ese're has perfected his "Charge Attack." Talemorin suggested to IlL' that he should put a shield at his waits when he plants that spear like a lance and charges. IlL' had a belt made for him with a steel interiour and a special cup on the outside which firmly hold the butt-end of the Nasty Spear. You can just imagine the results of a 700 pound Bariaur thundering towards you with a 4 foot long shaft of iron, the head of the spear is large enough to rip a human in half....and then you have to worry about that devastating head butt. The mess left after such attack....is Nasty. IlL' and Talemorin traveled the planes together, going on adventure after adventure. Picking up some friends along the way, they came to a world called URSA. They learned of some grim villans and horrible plans and decsided to stay and fight. That was 50 years ago. The two friends are out traveling the planes, running across open planes, darting between trees. Talemoring chasing IlL' , while IlL' chases a group of giants. |
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