Belisaurius

Name of character: Belisaurius

Nicknames: Bel

Age: 34

Sex: male

Height: 7'4"

Species/Race: Minotaur

Description/Appearance: A powerfully built warior wearing only a loincloth and harness for his weapons. He wears a gold ring in his left ear. There is an ugly scar running through his right eye.The eye in question is compleatly white,leading most to believe it is blind and useless

Background: Born on the Isle of Winds, a small Minotaur nation,the son of a fisherman. Even as a youth he had great size,even among his own kind. As a result his father sold him to the gladiatorial arenas to pay off family debts. His teen years were spent in the arena learning to fight. Whe he turned 19 he was sold to a mercenary captain named Dugan who thought a minotaur would be a fine addition to a small band of fighters. He spent the next five years learning a soldier's life, and following a rough sense of honor. He became facinated with the sea,and learned to swim. Not long after his 24th birthday Dugan was killed in a scirmish. Bel left his only "family" to seek his fortune as a sailor. No one was willing to take him on as crew,but many a merchant captain saw the benefit of haveing one such as he to help repel boarding pirates(or the authorities) Many were surprised to find how quickly he learned to be a sailor and some joke he was born to be climbing the rigging of a sea going vessel. He has been sailing the seas as an "independant merchant" ever since.(Although most governments call him pirate) He is currently a man without a crew and spends his time looking for adventure,but rarely far from a seaport

Abilities: He has his race's uncanny ability to always know direction. He can always tell what the weather is going to be like and his sense of hearing and balance are surpriseing for one of his race. His shipmates once said he could hear rope unwinding,but that's unlikely. He was trained to fight even completly blind and his other senses are very acute. His only magick seems to be his dumb luck,getting him into scrapes almost as much as out of them

Weapons/Items: He carries four weapons.Though he only thinks of three of them as such. A large battle axe (large by human standards) he can wear strapped to his chest harness,and two longswords he wears on either hip. He fights fairly well with all but usually uses the paired swords. He keeps a knife at his waist for daily common use. Unknown to him,the harness he wears is magical in nature,it protects him as if he were wearing chain mail armor. He disdains the use of heavy armor

Nature/Alignment: a carousing pirate. His word is his bond (most of the time) he's a good natured rouge who just wants a good drink and good adventure

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