Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24810427-20140406192913/@comment-5735114-20140407002710

(Well well, looks like your Redguard is up and about...)

Name: Garvut Stone-Hand

Race: Nord

Age: 36

Armor: Anything he can come across, though he usually wears the traditional bandit Fur Armor

Appearance: Very short dark brown hair and dull gray eyes. A giant of a man, Garvut stands at 6'8 and has a very wide build.

Spells: N/A

Skills: Immense strength.

Weapon: His fists

Bio: Born to two Nordic parents, both guards, Garvut was naturally going to be a strong person. As he grew, this proved more than true, and a nine year old Garvut could already swing around a greatsword. Demonstrating exceptional skill in knocking wrongdoers unconscious, Garvut was given the positon of a guard in Rorikstead at just age 15. However, his strength was only matched by his stupidity. Two weeks later, Garvut was fired for killing a chicken that he claimed, "looked at him funny". Being the genius that he was, Garvut ran away from his quickly developing life and joined a bandit clan, of which he was leader after two months. Garvut's Bandits, as he named them, terrorized Whiterun Hold for just over 20 years, when a note was brought to him by a thoroughly terrified courier. The only words on it that he could understand were "go to Helgen".