Post by areonhawk on Aug 12, 2012 1:16:59 GMT -5
Name: Aberith Evard Forticus.
Weight 35 Pounds.
Height 2'1
Hair Black.
Eyes Green.
Profession Inventor and Wizard.
Aberith lived his days before the outbreak alone in a large underground fortress which he named after himself the Aberith Forticus. Here he lived in seclusion creating the golems and constructs that would never betray him... never turn on him. However after the years of creating his mechanical pets and inventing new and odd ways to do things that didn't need to be done Aberith's attention span was spent. Thus he journeyed out to the world above.
Here Aberith shuffled across the blood soaked Earth where zombies lurched around him seeming to take no notice of the small and rather insignificant Gnome that passed beneath their legs. Aberith soon found his way to a old boarded house where candle light flickered from the windows. Here he found the tall-folk who had survived the flesh eaters. Here he put his skills to use forging weapons and armor for these strange big people and using this time to test out his newest of inventions.
Why he still remembers the great and powerful Warclam a portable fortress of his own design. Not to mention the great Aberithian Tri-Barreled Cannon he personally designed. Why with this Gnome's intellect nothing was out of reach!
Soon Aberith came under the employment of Golith and used the facilities of the secret underground base to produce new wonders for his master Golith. However in the years to come Golith vanished... and many of the other survivors died from endless violence. Now that things seem to have calmed down Aberith emerges from the secret bunker that once belonged to Golith. He hopes to find a new employer so he might put his skills to use once more.
Weight 35 Pounds.
Height 2'1
Hair Black.
Eyes Green.
Profession Inventor and Wizard.
Aberith lived his days before the outbreak alone in a large underground fortress which he named after himself the Aberith Forticus. Here he lived in seclusion creating the golems and constructs that would never betray him... never turn on him. However after the years of creating his mechanical pets and inventing new and odd ways to do things that didn't need to be done Aberith's attention span was spent. Thus he journeyed out to the world above.
Here Aberith shuffled across the blood soaked Earth where zombies lurched around him seeming to take no notice of the small and rather insignificant Gnome that passed beneath their legs. Aberith soon found his way to a old boarded house where candle light flickered from the windows. Here he found the tall-folk who had survived the flesh eaters. Here he put his skills to use forging weapons and armor for these strange big people and using this time to test out his newest of inventions.
Why he still remembers the great and powerful Warclam a portable fortress of his own design. Not to mention the great Aberithian Tri-Barreled Cannon he personally designed. Why with this Gnome's intellect nothing was out of reach!
Soon Aberith came under the employment of Golith and used the facilities of the secret underground base to produce new wonders for his master Golith. However in the years to come Golith vanished... and many of the other survivors died from endless violence. Now that things seem to have calmed down Aberith emerges from the secret bunker that once belonged to Golith. He hopes to find a new employer so he might put his skills to use once more.