The Skald of Storms and an Einherjar

[Skald of Storms]

Name: Hirahim Sangfroid

Nicknames / Titles : The Skald of Storms, Baron von Skald, Skaldie Locks, Scaredy Skald, Skald of the Smelly Fish, Smelly Skald, Stinking Skald, etc.

Age: 27

Race: Human

Height: 6'2"

Chosen Occupation: Skald

Likes: Mad Rants (Of others so that he might be entertained), Long walks off cliffs (Well people he dislikes walking off the cliffs), Skalding, being Skalded at (Usually by beautiful young women if you get his drift), music, breaking into song as if life were a musical.

Appearance: His hair is quite long ragged, unkempt and is of a fiery red colour. His face is itself rather plain, apart from one scar running diagonally across his face. His physique is very slender and verging on what might be called delicate, but anyone who underestimates his strength is in for a surprise. He wears very worn and plain clothing, one can see the numerous patches that have been stitched onto the tunic and bottoms made from Lincoln green. He also however is wearing a very worn mantle, it has two slightly rusted and dented shoulder guards and hanging from the back is a very torn and tattered cloak that now goes no further than half-way down his back, it is of a grey colour itself. The mantle has special properties (Described in Mantle powers).

Abilities: He can sing, play any instrument you give him. He has been known for his acrobatic abilities. He can somehow manage to scale vertical flat surfaces with ease.

Mantle Powers: The Mantle is called the Mantle of Blood. It changes shape once activated, and is activated by the application of blood to the cloak. The more blood, the greater the release of power (This has caused many sad accidents to its past wearers). With but a small drop of blood it allows the users hands and feet to slip through solid materials, but act as if anything below them is still there. With a greater application of blood it allows the user to see things beyond mortal sight (Varies on release, could be far sight, or spirit sight). When a large amount of blood is applied it's affects vary frighteningly, it can give the user the ability to grapple with spirits and hurt them, or it can free the persons spirit and bar it from the body, the body becoming under control of the mantle for some unknown purpose. Or it can release the final sight, the sight that allows the user to glimpse the infinite in a mere glance and to suddenly see all that has been, is, or ever will be in one frame, this can cause the user to have a madness beyond anything, or they can merely become shells of their former selves...the affects of this are relatively unknown because it has only once released the final sight, and that man went mad and butchered many villages before finally having a brief moment of sanity and throwing himself off a cliff.

Items of Note: A smelly fish, a lute and a straight sword(Of Chinese Style if that helps people know what I mean).

History: He has one?

[Skald of Storms]

Very unfinished.

Name: Hrōþiwulfaz the Fierce

Age: 2894

Race: Human (Deceased)

Sub-race: Einherjar

Height: 7'4"

Appearence: He has an impressive presence. His body is muscular but not overly so. His thick frame makes him seem like a bear. He wears a simple short sleeved shirt of chain mail. He wears simple green trousers underneath with thick leather boots that are secured firmly to his lower leg with thickly wrapped cloth to offer extra protection and make sure nothing unwanted enters the boots. Under his chain mail he wears a red tunic that has thick sleeves, they are a bit long and fit over his thick padded leather gloves and his forearm is then thickly wrapped with cloth that also secures his gloves. Finally he wears a simple leather coif followed by a chain coif on top and finally a conical shaped helmet sporting a noseguard. His hair is hidden beneath all this but it is a dirty blonde colour and his eyes are a piercing blue.

Weapons: He wields a two-handed single bladed great axe that is just abit shorter than himself, a sword without much of a guard but the hilt is elaboratly carved. He also has a short dagger for dirty work.

Notes: He is Einherjar. One of the chosen dead. Though he cannot interact with the physical world, in life he was a great warrior. He is granted the power to painfully create a physical form by using his own spirit and the process takes days, once in the physical form he can once again die. A fate he never looks forward to, because it hurts. Most of the time he is a spirit that is usually visible to all but the most close-minded people, when he is a spirit he is a transparent but still somewhat dulled in colours version of himself. When he is a spirit it is possible for him to fight with other spirits and also to harm, to some degree, those who are very closely linked to the spirit world. He can also sparingly cut magics that have already been cast, such as cutting a fireball in half to protect a mortal ally.

History: In life he had been a warrior without peer in his land.