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Title: Platemail's Bio
Area: Characters
Bio Info:
Name: Platemail
Age: 22 (visibly he's 30)
Stats: 6'6", 280 lbs, medium build, steel grey eyes, Jet white shaved millitary style haircut, white beard, grim reaper tatoo on left shoulder and Screaming skull on his right, Currently wears heavy duty white armour with green accentuations, and an emerald green cloak.
Physical Abilities: Able to fly short distances, teleport to familiar places, Transformation into a snow eagle ( In that form imagine an eagle but with white feathers, steel talons, and golden green eyes ) black belt martial arts, master level streetfighter/boxing, high tolerances to pain, wide weapons
knowledge.
Skills: Master level armourer / weaponsmith, knowledge of ancient languages / animal speech, expert cook/bartender, skilled handy man.
History:
Platemail was not always known by that name, but in the past he had once lived in our world. He was about 12 years old when he had a fight with his parents where he was basically told he was worthless and wasn't wanted around. He packed up his few possessions and headed out into the world, heading far far away from Pennsylvania and making it somehow to colorado, where he always wanted to live. It was in colorado, in a forest near denver that he encountered a strange blue glow. It was in that low that he felt warm and safe, but everything went black. When he awoke he was still in the forest, and he headed back to the road where he had entered the forest. When he returned he found no road, only a stream.
Many days later he eventually found a small village where there were no phones, toilets, or anything modern. He had gone back in time, or to another world he surmised because the locals talked funny and had no clue as to what a phone was. He worked for a short while as a farm hand, before deciding farm work wasn't for him. He walked a good distance and into yet another deep dark forest when he met the first person that would change his life.
He was a tall man, apparently very whiote with long pointed ears. He mistakenly called him a vulcan, but was corrected by the man. He said he was an elf, the region being their homeland. The man led the young platemail to the village, where at least a hundred or so elves lived. It was there that the elves realized that the kid appeared rather bright, and sent him to work in the kitchens of the local elven lord. Platemail memorized all of the recipes and techniques that the elven chef taught him over the next months. The chef was surprised that this human could memorize the recipes, and caught on so quickly. The young Platemail was happy and when he would go into the forest he would drink elven wine, and get really plastered. It was on those drinking parties that he first met the drow. Of the course of the next couple weeks he became fast friends with a drow named Drizzit and his other friends. It was a chance encounter with the elven lord that spelled disaster for Platemail and his new friends, when the lord caught him fratenizing with the enemy. Platemail was ordered to leave, and after he got his belongings went his seperate ways from his elven friends and masters.