Soren redux

Well, somehow it appears you are destined to do something great, otherwise you'd probably be dead before this even began. You are driven by some reason to make ends meet, or to make ends tear in the end of the world, or perhaps even conquer the end over all the odds, and maybe even the world. In the wide world of Amaranth currently, there is quite the number of events all piling up to bring about the end of time, and as a mercenary, you're up for hire, and plenty of people need your assistance! Currently, you folk are in the province of Oakran, helping the Holy Knights hunt down an unholy abomination that has been plaguing the city of Ysmirath from the woods and corrupting the beasts within. Large cracks have appeared in the ground, covered in an odd dark purple liquid that seens to be corrupting the land.


Name: Soren Tollak

Race: Tuskarr

Religion: Biamose

Magic: Beastial

Equipment: Heavy boots, polar bearskin cape. Leather armour, grappling hook + long length of rope, six large hunting knives.

Artifact: Godhands: Grants Soren the hands of a GOD.

Age: 64

What is your goal?: Two; to find more about the men of the mist.

Also to tame every wild beast in the world.

Appearance: Somewhat rotund, but that's expected for his species. Albino Walrus, with a relatively bushy white mustache that covers the entire upper lip, with two tusks extending two feet in length. Stands at a good 7 feet even.

Backstory: Young Soren was born and raised under a typical Tuskarr settlement. For the most part, this meant he spent his life living off fish and went into the whaling trade! Despite being a -mostly- semi-aquatic race based around fishing and whaling, the Tuskarr people primarily venerated Biamose for his hardiness, and Soren was no exception. For the most part he spent time hauling in large fry and carving up their blubber.

However, one day, a mysterious thing happened. A thin mist billowed out over one of the whaling ships as it approached Soren's village. The mist soon spread further, covering the whole settlement; no Tuskarr came from the ship.

Large, sickly green men marched out of the ship instead. These burly men charged straight into the Tuskarr settlement, and from the mists, even more came, until Soren was left one of the sole surviving Tuskarr of his tribe. Biamose, wishing to keep the Tuskarr alive, gave Soren a pair of mighty gloves to help tear through the Tuskarr and rush away to ask one of the allied tribes for assistance.

By the time Soren and the other tribe arrived, the mist had faded. The mist men disappeared, leaving nothing but the fallen corpses of his allies. The whaling ship was searched, and similarly, only the dead bodies of his fellow whalers.

Soren took it upon himself to search for these mistmen, in hopes of avenging his clan.

Location: Ysmirath, Oakran.

Skills (you have 15 points)
Wisdom: 7 (How effective your spells are)
Intelligence: 3 (How many spell uses you have and general knowledge check)
Vitality: 15 (How durable you are)
Faith: 5 (How much your god loves you)
Endurance: 9 (How long until you tire.)
Strength: 10 (How strong you are)
Dexterity: 8 (How fast and agile you are, along with stealth)
Luck: 0 (Charisma, random chance, better loot)