The Oldest Blueberry
Infrequently active.
Name:
Dragomir
Age:
35
Gender:
Male.
Classical D&D alignment:
Neutral good.
Appearance.
Dragomir is a very large man, standing at a frightening 6'6" and weighing just over 290 lbs. His shoulders are broad, his body bulging with muscle, and his jawline carved seemingly from marble. His hair and eyes are both a boring brown, but he doesn't mind. He has two scars running diagonally across his left eye, from an incident with scissors at a young age. Dragomir has a few other scars scattered about his back and legs, with one large scar on his upper right shoulder. His arms are scar-free. He prefers to wear clothes a bit tight, with minimal covering his arms. He has an attractive body, and does enjoy showing off just a bit. His hands are course from the tools of his work, but his hair is neatly kept. Even in his day-to-day attire, it is adorned with pieces of armor, which he claims for weight-training. While they do weigh a fair amount, it is mostly for the aesthetic.
Motivation:
While Dragomir loves his work, and the people he deals with, Dragomir truly wishes to travel. He's a very social creature and would love nothing more than to travel the globe and meet others, exchanging stories and cultural aspects with one another. Additionally, he aspires to become famous for his prowess in wrestling.
Personality:
Fearsome in height, but lovable in personality. Dragomir is almost always smiling, and is notorious for his deep chuckle and lack of decent hearing. So he's usually pretty loud, and may frequently ask people to speak up. He doesn't let it get him down, since he didn't want the responsibility of being a spellsinger anyways (not that he knows much about them; just that they sort of exist and have crazy singing powers). It's very rare to see him without a grin plastered on his face, or leaving a hand on whomever he's talking to at the bar. He's a very physical person, and knows he intrudes on most peoples' personal space, but he just can't help it. If you need someone to liven up your party, or put a grin on your face, Dragomir is your man. Aside from wrestling (arm included), he prefers to avoid fighting, but sometimes when the drunken brawls erupt, you need to protect your friends.
Rumor has it that Dragomir has only been angry once in his life, and there was only one survivor to tell the tale. Or it was Dragomir having a good, drunken story time at the bar.
Also, don't ask him for money. He may be well off, but it's one of the few areas where he isn't generous.
Skills:
Precision Hand-Eye Coordination: Being a jeweler, you need very precise hands and a damn good eye. He is skilled in working with practically any precious metal or gem, from silver to platinum and quarts to diamonds. Ornate designs through engraving or setting stones, or even leafing out gold seemingly come naturally to Dragomir. He mostly caters to the upper class, but anyone who comes in (and can afford it) is a welcome customer.
Wrestling: There's nothing Dragomir loves more than a good round with a formidable opponent. Of course, they are few and far between, as his size and muscle give him an understandable advantage. The true appeal to him is mastering holds, and learning how to counter them.
Social Butterfly: Dragomir is very easy to get along with and relate to, so he can occasionally get a bit of leverage in deals, or learn some things that most common folk wouldn't. Plus, his reputation that proceeds him is always to his benefit.
Equipment:
His 'weight training gear.'
A small, classical steel pocket knife, for who knows.
At work, a vast array of grinders, sanders, and other jeweler's utensils, including machinery to melt metals as needed.
Two flasks. One that holds about a gallon of water, and the other about half the size with alcohol.
VERY well made leather gloves, for both style and whatever need may arise.
History:
Dragomir has not had an exceptionally interesting life. It has its highlights, sure, but anyone's will. Born and raised in Shayn, Dragomir was raised by his father and mother, along with a single sister. Desimir and Natascha were average parents, leading an average life. Who knows when they started a jeweler's shop, much less how they did it. But as time went on, Dragomir came of age and took over the family business with no real complaints. It wasn't as awesome as going about the world and wrestling, but that was unrealistic. Dealing with customers was usually interesting enough, and his particular skills were not common, so he is never short on business. When his younger sister Veronika also turned of age, she began helping him run the shop. She deals with a good percentage of the customers, as Dragomir doesn't want to make customers yell so he can hear them. She still assists him to this day, and are saving to travel together. They actually have a very good amount of money saved up, but if they're leaving, they want to do it for good.
Theme:
Dragomir
Age:
35
Gender:
Male.
Classical D&D alignment:
Neutral good.
Appearance.
Dragomir is a very large man, standing at a frightening 6'6" and weighing just over 290 lbs. His shoulders are broad, his body bulging with muscle, and his jawline carved seemingly from marble. His hair and eyes are both a boring brown, but he doesn't mind. He has two scars running diagonally across his left eye, from an incident with scissors at a young age. Dragomir has a few other scars scattered about his back and legs, with one large scar on his upper right shoulder. His arms are scar-free. He prefers to wear clothes a bit tight, with minimal covering his arms. He has an attractive body, and does enjoy showing off just a bit. His hands are course from the tools of his work, but his hair is neatly kept. Even in his day-to-day attire, it is adorned with pieces of armor, which he claims for weight-training. While they do weigh a fair amount, it is mostly for the aesthetic.
Motivation:
While Dragomir loves his work, and the people he deals with, Dragomir truly wishes to travel. He's a very social creature and would love nothing more than to travel the globe and meet others, exchanging stories and cultural aspects with one another. Additionally, he aspires to become famous for his prowess in wrestling.
Personality:
Fearsome in height, but lovable in personality. Dragomir is almost always smiling, and is notorious for his deep chuckle and lack of decent hearing. So he's usually pretty loud, and may frequently ask people to speak up. He doesn't let it get him down, since he didn't want the responsibility of being a spellsinger anyways (not that he knows much about them; just that they sort of exist and have crazy singing powers). It's very rare to see him without a grin plastered on his face, or leaving a hand on whomever he's talking to at the bar. He's a very physical person, and knows he intrudes on most peoples' personal space, but he just can't help it. If you need someone to liven up your party, or put a grin on your face, Dragomir is your man. Aside from wrestling (arm included), he prefers to avoid fighting, but sometimes when the drunken brawls erupt, you need to protect your friends.
Rumor has it that Dragomir has only been angry once in his life, and there was only one survivor to tell the tale. Or it was Dragomir having a good, drunken story time at the bar.
Also, don't ask him for money. He may be well off, but it's one of the few areas where he isn't generous.
Skills:
Precision Hand-Eye Coordination: Being a jeweler, you need very precise hands and a damn good eye. He is skilled in working with practically any precious metal or gem, from silver to platinum and quarts to diamonds. Ornate designs through engraving or setting stones, or even leafing out gold seemingly come naturally to Dragomir. He mostly caters to the upper class, but anyone who comes in (and can afford it) is a welcome customer.
Wrestling: There's nothing Dragomir loves more than a good round with a formidable opponent. Of course, they are few and far between, as his size and muscle give him an understandable advantage. The true appeal to him is mastering holds, and learning how to counter them.
Social Butterfly: Dragomir is very easy to get along with and relate to, so he can occasionally get a bit of leverage in deals, or learn some things that most common folk wouldn't. Plus, his reputation that proceeds him is always to his benefit.
Equipment:
His 'weight training gear.'
A small, classical steel pocket knife, for who knows.
At work, a vast array of grinders, sanders, and other jeweler's utensils, including machinery to melt metals as needed.
Two flasks. One that holds about a gallon of water, and the other about half the size with alcohol.
VERY well made leather gloves, for both style and whatever need may arise.
History:
Dragomir has not had an exceptionally interesting life. It has its highlights, sure, but anyone's will. Born and raised in Shayn, Dragomir was raised by his father and mother, along with a single sister. Desimir and Natascha were average parents, leading an average life. Who knows when they started a jeweler's shop, much less how they did it. But as time went on, Dragomir came of age and took over the family business with no real complaints. It wasn't as awesome as going about the world and wrestling, but that was unrealistic. Dealing with customers was usually interesting enough, and his particular skills were not common, so he is never short on business. When his younger sister Veronika also turned of age, she began helping him run the shop. She deals with a good percentage of the customers, as Dragomir doesn't want to make customers yell so he can hear them. She still assists him to this day, and are saving to travel together. They actually have a very good amount of money saved up, but if they're leaving, they want to do it for good.
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