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Rahm Bolthorn

Played by SleekJackal

Intro

  • (Art by SilentSybil) (Art by SilentSybil)
  • "A man blessed by giants with the strength to cull mountains."

  • Basic Info

    • Name: Rahm Bolthorn
    • Gender: Male
    • Played by: SleekJackal
    • Nicknames: The Goatman of Icespire Peak
    • Race: Satyr
    • Alignment: LG
    • Deity: Annam
    • Age: 35
    • Size: Medium
    • Body Type: Stocky and strongly built, his body has been forged for war.
    • Height: 6’11”
    • Weight: 400lbs
    • Complexion: Much of him is covered with a dark reddish fur, and the skin between is an earthy slate color.
    • Hair: Where he has fur, it is always a dark reddish brown. His hair is thick and curly.
    • Eyes: His eyes glow softly, and carry the color of hot coals.
    • Handedness: Ambi
    • Scars: His body carries the scars of battle, and the struggles of living on a mountain alone.
    • Relationship Status: Single
    • Personality: Stubborn and quiet, his antisocial nature betrays an inner desire for companionship.
    • Mannerisms: Tends to softly grumble to himself when upset.

  • Description

    A rather stout being, Rahm stands as a very tall man. His body powerfully built, and noticeably tough, he is easily seen for the mountain man he has become. His beard is soft and thick, often braided in places, and well kept with ties and bands of precious metals. His hair is kept the same, soft and thick, though trimmed and well looked after. Muscular and heavy, floor boards creak beneath his weight, and he can easily devour meat and ale enough for three men in one sitting. Though he possesses this ravenous appetite, he shows little fat at all. His training efforts and lifestyle leave him with a little time for rest and laziness. His face is handsome and chiseled from stone, with his features stern and hard. Though his eyes, which glow softly like hot coals in a fireplace, betray his comforting and kind demeanor. A pair of rather large horns frame his head, protruding from his forehead, reaching back over his head and swirling like those of a large ram. Rune carvings decorate the length of his horns and often glow a fiery red like molten stone when the magic that sleeps within them is called upon.