"Well, well... Well... I never thought you'd survive *that*! But I guess It's time for the God's hand to play It's card and pick It's winner."
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"Not just anyone could survive being a...
Clorrin Entinr: 29, He/Him, Bunny Beastkin, Bi, Single, favorite colour; gold, always tired, acts like an older brother, doesn't get angry or sad too often, and usually looks happy. And he has a surprisingly deep voice for a smaller person.
Clorrin has golden-blonde hair featuring bunny ears of the same colour, with large patches of minor Vitiligo across his entire body, save his face and hair, for now. He's 5'9" (1.75 m) and not extremely buff, with the slightest outline of a six pack on his body, and a little bit of muscle on his arms. Essentially, his body's not much special, but nothing to scoff at.
He's not too smart either, but his skill is using his thin body and light steps along with his great hearing to sneak around and get to places he probably shouldn't be, and smooth talk (or seduce/ "bribe") his way out of trouble. He's also quite dense and really can't take a hint.
He doesn't like heavy and slow weapons, or ranged weapons. He's good at parrying and dodging, and embraces a quicker pace of attacking and fighting style, namely Rackei (Ruh-kai), built around parries, dodges, and counterattacks. It's built for the smaller and more agile frame of his, excelled by his bunny attributes.
He's Bisexual and not really worried about finding a lover yet.
Weapons:
Short-sword; named Sapphire, because of the blue hilt.
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Tooth Dagger; named Saber-tooth, in honour of the animal he took it from. He tries to not use ot, and he uses it for purely ceremonial reasons, and as a trophy.
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Clothes:
A normal grey robe with mail and a stiff leather tunic under it, purely meant to hide who he is during infiltrations and when he's somewhere he shouldn't be.
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Clorrin was a Blacksmith's Apprentice in Clawtooth's Strike before he ventured out at the age of 22 to become a mercenary.
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Pants: Some standard-issue all-purpose army pants, with some basic boots on his feet.
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Backstory: Clorrin was born in a poor-ish village in the Beastkin territories, but soon lost his parents to a famine that struck the village through harsh Winters, but was then adopted by a Blacksmith named Reid Furch, and his wife Direa Furch, and their daughter, Sara after they noticed him performing multiple comedy segments on the street and insulting a Dwarf in their own language. Luckily, the Dwarf took it as a joke and laughed, as did the rest of the crowd.
Once he was at the age of 8, he followed the trade of Blacksmithing, having been shown to have a large amount of natural dexterity, although he was lacking in the muscle department. That issue was easily solved through the mass physical labour that comes with the job of being a Blacksmith. While being apprenticed, Reid and Direa tried to play matchmaker with him and succeeded with Sara, but Clorrin's unnatural stupidity and denseness means he didn't understand her suites and never developed feelings. Sadly, to this day Sara still has those feelings. Maybe she'll find someone more competent (and/or worthy) of her suites, or he'll finally realize what the hell Sara was talking about and realize what the odd gestures mean. Only chapter 13 will tell...
