Rogg Streambattle

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Your character's full name:

Rogg Streambattle

Age: 26
Species: River Otter (Lontra Canadensis)
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Average otter, brown fur the color of milk chocalate with brownish white on the lower half of his face, thought and chest. Big, strong but not a giant. Thick tail [no duh], webbed paws [double no duh]. Has a tattoo that says "Press on and never weaken" on his right paw in old otter script. Liquid brown eyes that seem to peer into one's very soul. Wears black Spectre armor with black gloves, or a brown vest over an olive drab tunic. If rainy sometimes wears a dark blue waterproof cloak.

Belongings:

Possessions: Carries a short sword and an engraved dagger as weapons. Has a good supply of hot root pepper. Carries two eel skin water canteens. Also carries a bow, but rarly uses it.

Job or Position:

Mercenary/Assissan

Personality:

Sometimes kind and fun loving, loves to swim [what otter doesn't?], and fight. Normally ruthless at cynical but at times gives mercy. Prone to get easily depressed but snaps out of it quickly. Jokes a lot, sometimes at other beast's expense, but feels bad about it and attempts to make up for it. Does not really like badgers and hares. Prefers to be with a group rather than alone (preferably otters). Enjoys good food and friends. Loves hot root, he sprinkles it on nearly everything he eats. Enjoys killing those who deserve it.

History and Background Information:

Rogg Streambattle was born on Green Isle. He lead a happy young life and at the age of 18[years] joined the Otter Guard. He was soon recognized as a skilled fighter and rose through the ranks quickly, and was seen as a potential Spectre. He was soon selected to join the ranks of the elite Office of Special Tatctics and Reconnasance. He recieved the advanced training of Spectre and was an effective defender of Green Isle. His missions as a Spectre took him far and wide, giving him experences that shaped his personality.
Eventluy, he became tired of taking orders all the time and answered the call that most young otters must: the call to brake free from his holt and travel.
He soon learned that he could make a good life for himself as a mercenary so he took up contracts from many different factions and soon became one of the most feared assassins and in the region.
For all of the violence in his life, Rogg still a fairly hang loose otter who loves to swim.

Any other details:

Always seems to be playing with his razor sharp stiletto.

Code Words: Applesauce. Last edit.

[Tirael]

Well, you could stand to add more to personality and history, but this should do. He's an interesting character; nice job.

Accepted.