Rasta
10-15-2006, 01:18 AM
Full Name: Rasta Farian
Nicknames: Rasta
Date of Birth: Unknown for sure
Age: From what he can remember, and the estimation of a professional witch doctor, about 19-20
Race: Troll
Gender: Male
Hair: None, anywhere on his body
Skin: Blue
Eyes: Red
Height: 8' 1" (nearly the statistical average)
Weight: 235 lbs.
Place of residence: Formerly a rented hammock in Orgrimmar, now a hut in the abandoned Mag'Har village above Shattrath.
Place of Birth: Unknown
Known Relatives: None
Religion/Philosophy: He is actually a follower of the Naaru now, formerly just a follower of the "Light"
Occupation: None, but he skins and tailors, and tries to occasionally make some money off of one or the other
Group/Guild affiliation: Citadel
Guild Rank: Veteran Soldier
Enemies: Only really one in particular... Commack, TN's very own Fat Bastard
Likes: Finding new types of creatures, and cool, somewhat outrageous clothes
Favorite Foods: Any kind of meat
Favorite Drinks: Nothing in particular
Favorite Colors: None
Weapons of Choice: Bows
Dislikes: Losing, people who take advantage of others
Hobbies: Dressing to the nines
Physical Features: Somewhat short, but highly polished and sharpened tusks. His face is discolored and somewhat disfigured, but he doesn't know how or why... probably from some kind of chemical burn, though
Special Abilities: He's very well-spoken and educated for a troll, but other than that nothing
Positive Personality Traits: Lighthearted, avoids confrontations and arguments, doesn't usually attack alliance unless provoked
Negative Personality Traits: He tries to keep it suppressed, and avoids situations where it would come out, but when he gets angry, his troll berserker rage comes out, and he usually destroys anything breakable he can get his hands on, usually to his dismay later on
Misc. Quirks: He isn't very proud of his troll heritage, since he was basically raised by races that regarded trolls and their customs as primitive, backward, and heathen
Played by What Famous Person: umm... me? Lucas is my name...
Theme Songs: None
History: His parents were killed in a raid on his village as a very small child (3 or 4 probably), which he managed to escape from and find his way to a small farmhouse in Elwynn Forest. He was found by an elderly farmer and his wife, who took kindly to him. However, their neighbors and the people of Goldshire didn't take so kindly to having a troll nearby, even "domesticated". So, the man and woman told everyone they were keeping him as a slave boy, and were forced to raise him as such - although they treated him as an adoptive son when others weren't watching. His "mother", the old woman, called him "just a cute little rasta" when they first found hiim, and called him Rasta ever since. Being raised by humans, he knows common quite well. Anyway, as fate would have it, a small band of orcs raided the farm that he lived on, killing the old man and woman and taking him back to their camp, "saving" him. This all happened when he was about 9 years old, and soon after came the exodus of the orcs and trolls to Kalimdor. His life after that was fairly normal for a hordeling... just working hard to try to rise above the rank of generic hunter.
Picture to come later.
Nicknames: Rasta
Date of Birth: Unknown for sure
Age: From what he can remember, and the estimation of a professional witch doctor, about 19-20
Race: Troll
Gender: Male
Hair: None, anywhere on his body
Skin: Blue
Eyes: Red
Height: 8' 1" (nearly the statistical average)
Weight: 235 lbs.
Place of residence: Formerly a rented hammock in Orgrimmar, now a hut in the abandoned Mag'Har village above Shattrath.
Place of Birth: Unknown
Known Relatives: None
Religion/Philosophy: He is actually a follower of the Naaru now, formerly just a follower of the "Light"
Occupation: None, but he skins and tailors, and tries to occasionally make some money off of one or the other
Group/Guild affiliation: Citadel
Guild Rank: Veteran Soldier
Enemies: Only really one in particular... Commack, TN's very own Fat Bastard
Likes: Finding new types of creatures, and cool, somewhat outrageous clothes
Favorite Foods: Any kind of meat
Favorite Drinks: Nothing in particular
Favorite Colors: None
Weapons of Choice: Bows
Dislikes: Losing, people who take advantage of others
Hobbies: Dressing to the nines
Physical Features: Somewhat short, but highly polished and sharpened tusks. His face is discolored and somewhat disfigured, but he doesn't know how or why... probably from some kind of chemical burn, though
Special Abilities: He's very well-spoken and educated for a troll, but other than that nothing
Positive Personality Traits: Lighthearted, avoids confrontations and arguments, doesn't usually attack alliance unless provoked
Negative Personality Traits: He tries to keep it suppressed, and avoids situations where it would come out, but when he gets angry, his troll berserker rage comes out, and he usually destroys anything breakable he can get his hands on, usually to his dismay later on
Misc. Quirks: He isn't very proud of his troll heritage, since he was basically raised by races that regarded trolls and their customs as primitive, backward, and heathen
Played by What Famous Person: umm... me? Lucas is my name...
Theme Songs: None
History: His parents were killed in a raid on his village as a very small child (3 or 4 probably), which he managed to escape from and find his way to a small farmhouse in Elwynn Forest. He was found by an elderly farmer and his wife, who took kindly to him. However, their neighbors and the people of Goldshire didn't take so kindly to having a troll nearby, even "domesticated". So, the man and woman told everyone they were keeping him as a slave boy, and were forced to raise him as such - although they treated him as an adoptive son when others weren't watching. His "mother", the old woman, called him "just a cute little rasta" when they first found hiim, and called him Rasta ever since. Being raised by humans, he knows common quite well. Anyway, as fate would have it, a small band of orcs raided the farm that he lived on, killing the old man and woman and taking him back to their camp, "saving" him. This all happened when he was about 9 years old, and soon after came the exodus of the orcs and trolls to Kalimdor. His life after that was fairly normal for a hordeling... just working hard to try to rise above the rank of generic hunter.
Picture to come later.