Sir Hodrick the Stalwart
Name:
Hodrick Adalhard
Age:
40
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Hodrick stands several inches above most people with a broad and muscular frame. Beneath his helmet is an often-ragged mop of dirty blonde hair, with tired green eyes. While his scarring is limited, there are several massive but healed wounds across his torso, likely from a monster due to their sizes.
Equipment:
His armor, a robust long sword and kite shield with a dragon emblazoned on the front, and a flintlock with several pouches of balls and gunpowder. Additionally, he carries a small cloth talisman with holy symbols embroidered into it.
Armor:
Finely crafted (and in a few places scarred) steel armor, stately in appearance and shines a brilliant silver when polished.
Powers/Magic:
While he claims he has no knowledge of magic, he is capable of harnessing some sort of power that doesn't originate from himself. He claims that he is simply praying to the gods, and they reward him with their blessing when he does.
Personality:
Both dogged in his pursuit of his duties and weary from his years of service, Hodrick more than anything wishes he could be at rest, whether that be by making peace with the monsters or eradicating them. He can also be quite superstitious, often attributing such omens to the wills of the gods he worships.
Skills/Strengths:
As a somewhat aged knight, he possesses physical fitness, skill with his weapons and armor, and several decades of experience. Most notably, however, he is almost famed for his mental and physical fortitude, the latter often bolstered by his 'miracles'.
Weakness:
His flintlock, while potent, is also somewhat unreliable due to both its imperfect accuracy and long reloading process. Additionally the armor makes him unable to move quite as quickly or quietly as other hunters, even though the movement impairment isn't particularly severe. His biggest weakness would be his adherence to a code of chivalry and honor, forbidding him from harming women and children or leaving comrades to die unless given no choice, and even then hesitantly.
Background:
Born to farmers outside Ironsguard, Hodrick became a squire to an apprentice knight as a boy. Once he reached adulthood, he became a soldier for one of the local lords, eventually earning knighthood for his exploits on the battlefield. Eventually he swore service to the throne so that instead of fighting for the petty squabbles of lesser nobles, now he would fight to settle such conflicts.
As he aged, he found his faith, and began praying to the gods for strength. Some called it inhuman, others witchcraft, and others still simply dismissed it as luck, his ability to turn the tides of battle became instrumental for his service, from mending the wounded on the battlefield to striking down his foes with righteous fervor. With wars becoming less and less common and beast attacks on the rise, the latter half of his career became more and more dedicated to stopping the monster scourge.
Now that a famous hunter is gathering a band to fight back, Hodrick is hoping to lend his services, partially as a gesture of approval by the crown.
Name:
Hodrick Adalhard
Age:
40
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Hodrick stands several inches above most people with a broad and muscular frame. Beneath his helmet is an often-ragged mop of dirty blonde hair, with tired green eyes. While his scarring is limited, there are several massive but healed wounds across his torso, likely from a monster due to their sizes.
Equipment:
His armor, a robust long sword and kite shield with a dragon emblazoned on the front, and a flintlock with several pouches of balls and gunpowder. Additionally, he carries a small cloth talisman with holy symbols embroidered into it.
Armor:
Finely crafted (and in a few places scarred) steel armor, stately in appearance and shines a brilliant silver when polished.
Powers/Magic:
While he claims he has no knowledge of magic, he is capable of harnessing some sort of power that doesn't originate from himself. He claims that he is simply praying to the gods, and they reward him with their blessing when he does.
Personality:
Both dogged in his pursuit of his duties and weary from his years of service, Hodrick more than anything wishes he could be at rest, whether that be by making peace with the monsters or eradicating them. He can also be quite superstitious, often attributing such omens to the wills of the gods he worships.
Skills/Strengths:
As a somewhat aged knight, he possesses physical fitness, skill with his weapons and armor, and several decades of experience. Most notably, however, he is almost famed for his mental and physical fortitude, the latter often bolstered by his 'miracles'.
Weakness:
His flintlock, while potent, is also somewhat unreliable due to both its imperfect accuracy and long reloading process. Additionally the armor makes him unable to move quite as quickly or quietly as other hunters, even though the movement impairment isn't particularly severe. His biggest weakness would be his adherence to a code of chivalry and honor, forbidding him from harming women and children or leaving comrades to die unless given no choice, and even then hesitantly.
Background:
Born to farmers outside Ironsguard, Hodrick became a squire to an apprentice knight as a boy. Once he reached adulthood, he became a soldier for one of the local lords, eventually earning knighthood for his exploits on the battlefield. Eventually he swore service to the throne so that instead of fighting for the petty squabbles of lesser nobles, now he would fight to settle such conflicts.
As he aged, he found his faith, and began praying to the gods for strength. Some called it inhuman, others witchcraft, and others still simply dismissed it as luck, his ability to turn the tides of battle became instrumental for his service, from mending the wounded on the battlefield to striking down his foes with righteous fervor. With wars becoming less and less common and beast attacks on the rise, the latter half of his career became more and more dedicated to stopping the monster scourge.
Now that a famous hunter is gathering a band to fight back, Hodrick is hoping to lend his services, partially as a gesture of approval by the crown.
