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Something Stinks! I think It's
Kale. CrashCrash is a very large minotaur (and not so smart, either). He wears custom made plate armor, and carries only his big axe (actually a bardiche) or one of his giant-sized two handed swords. He usually doesn't bother with with much equipment, but he's picked more up since adventuring. His eyes are red and hard. Crash, since he is new to this "civilization" thing, is often baffled at the amount of thinking that other people do, and at the marvelous technology of the city. Although he is uncomfortable when not ripping evil monsters from themselves, he likes to explore the city, sampling the food and looking at the pretty things. This is often not a favorite practice with the locals (what do you think about an eight-and-a-half foot minotaur with arms as thick as towers and red eyes wandering around?). Not being much of a thinker, he almost invariably tries to destroy things that he thinks are evil. He was kicked out of his clan because he frightened them. At the age of 11 he was already stronger than most of the adults, and he was so stupid and had so many morals that he had killed 3 of the clan for there evil ways. Crash headed for a place he heard of called Saberhaven, which had a place for great warriors to test their skill against the best from everywhere. Thinking this the place for him, Crash sailed to Saberhaven City. Upon arrival, Crash realized most combatants had much more experience than him, and despite his great strength, he needed to learn things before he could be the champion. He heard a man talking about gathering a group together at a tavern called the Rottin' Corpse, so he headed down. Crash's superstitions include spell casters, sickness and storms (which he believes are good luck). |