Name: Atoq “Mish-Mash”
Gender: None, though considers itself more male than female
Age: 22 (Since creation)
Birthday: 28/08 (date of creation)
Sexuality: N/A
Special Characteristics: “Mish-Mash” is in fact a golem, an artificial magical creature resembling a large man, made of enchanted clay and a life giving scroll inside its head.
Also its eye’s change colour depending on its ‘mood’, and cursed to have the same basic senses that all humans have, including pain.
Has the physical resilience of a brick wall and physical strength is high enough to fracture solid stone in a single punch. Has the speed of crippled old man, though as a golem, does not require sleeping or eating, though will occasionally succumb to his ‘senses wrongly telling him otherwise and is incapable of physical change without magic.
Personality: Mish-Mash usually struggles to convey its emotions, with the facial expression a rather unimpressed rock, and the reasoning behind its ‘mood colour’ eyes was created, making a faint smile a subtle as an explosion in its presence, and also has a rather confused understanding of emotions on a whole.
Being a golem, Mish Mash naturally enjoys following orders, though has decided to limit them only to its current employer, and would happily carry them out with aplomb, regardless of how morally ambiguous, minor, or extremely complicated it may be.
Instead of the usual payment people are given for mercenary work, such as money, Mish-Mash prefers to be payed in anything readable, in hopes of finding secrets about its Soul Coin which it carries around with him at all times.
This golem is usually a socially awkward one prefer to say as little as possible if it would decided to talk, and tends to act rather distant and aloof around others, though will spring into action if someone he considers as a friend is in danger. It speaks in a monotone, flat voice, that adds all the more to his emotional confusion.
Likes: -Fruit juice, enjoys it’s taste and was a treat often given by his ‘family’
-Orders, created with a keen satisfaction of following them,
- Reading, Believes if he keeps reading books he’ll eventually figure out his goal.
Dislikes: -Crowds, because he has a deep suspicion someone will attack him
-Weapons, as he remembers what happened to his old ‘family’ because of them,
-Talking, he finds extremely awkward.
Motivations: -To discover a way to free his ‘family’s’ souls from the Soul Coin, which is his sole reason for becoming a mercenary and being paied in readables.
- Find somewhere to build a memorial to his family, and possibly also anyone else unfortunetly passed on as well.
- To find a new master, as it's purely Golem nature to folow commands.
Fears: -Immensely terrified of thought of losing his precious Soul Coin, it's his most prized possesion.
- Hydrophobic, as he reasons that his clay will go weak and soggy despite it being enchanted.
- Terrified of the thought of losing any friends he has, he already knows how painful it is lose them.
General Appearance:
Height: 7 ft
Weight: 210 kg
Hair: None
Eyes: Eyes change color to indicate mood
Skin Tone: Redish Brown
Appearance: Mish-Mash usually dresses in an odd fashion, with the same clothes he was first given by his 'family'. Over his face is an old fashioned medievel guard's helmet made from rusty iron with bronze details tacked on,leaving only his glowing colour changing eyes visable and wears a patchwork coat made with various shades of brown and white fur trimmings,with the length down to it's ankles. He also wears a wide brimmed red hat with a small green feather sewn in, a pair of rather unwieldy wellington boots of a dark green, and a pair of leather gloves with studds embroided into the fingers.
Underneath the clothing, Mish Mash looks like a rather shoddily made clay figure of a man, with a rather basic flat nose and a letterbox-like slit for a mouth, without any ears to speak of, and large blocks for feet, the whole thing consisting of a rather "mish-mash" of a number of pieces of clay, where his nickname derives from, all of a reddish brown colour, much like brick.
He is rarely seen with out a large, 5ft plain golden coin strapped to his back, aka his Soul Coin, held on to him with some thick, ordinary rope.
Guild: Guildless
Tattoo: N/A
Rank: D
Gender: None, though considers itself more male than female
Age: 22 (Since creation)
Birthday: 28/08 (date of creation)
Sexuality: N/A
Special Characteristics: “Mish-Mash” is in fact a golem, an artificial magical creature resembling a large man, made of enchanted clay and a life giving scroll inside its head.
Also its eye’s change colour depending on its ‘mood’, and cursed to have the same basic senses that all humans have, including pain.
Has the physical resilience of a brick wall and physical strength is high enough to fracture solid stone in a single punch. Has the speed of crippled old man, though as a golem, does not require sleeping or eating, though will occasionally succumb to his ‘senses wrongly telling him otherwise and is incapable of physical change without magic.
Personality: Mish-Mash usually struggles to convey its emotions, with the facial expression a rather unimpressed rock, and the reasoning behind its ‘mood colour’ eyes was created, making a faint smile a subtle as an explosion in its presence, and also has a rather confused understanding of emotions on a whole.
Being a golem, Mish Mash naturally enjoys following orders, though has decided to limit them only to its current employer, and would happily carry them out with aplomb, regardless of how morally ambiguous, minor, or extremely complicated it may be.
Instead of the usual payment people are given for mercenary work, such as money, Mish-Mash prefers to be payed in anything readable, in hopes of finding secrets about its Soul Coin which it carries around with him at all times.
This golem is usually a socially awkward one prefer to say as little as possible if it would decided to talk, and tends to act rather distant and aloof around others, though will spring into action if someone he considers as a friend is in danger. It speaks in a monotone, flat voice, that adds all the more to his emotional confusion.
Likes: -Fruit juice, enjoys it’s taste and was a treat often given by his ‘family’
-Orders, created with a keen satisfaction of following them,
- Reading, Believes if he keeps reading books he’ll eventually figure out his goal.
Dislikes: -Crowds, because he has a deep suspicion someone will attack him
-Weapons, as he remembers what happened to his old ‘family’ because of them,
-Talking, he finds extremely awkward.
Motivations: -To discover a way to free his ‘family’s’ souls from the Soul Coin, which is his sole reason for becoming a mercenary and being paied in readables.
- Find somewhere to build a memorial to his family, and possibly also anyone else unfortunetly passed on as well.
- To find a new master, as it's purely Golem nature to folow commands.
Fears: -Immensely terrified of thought of losing his precious Soul Coin, it's his most prized possesion.
- Hydrophobic, as he reasons that his clay will go weak and soggy despite it being enchanted.
- Terrified of the thought of losing any friends he has, he already knows how painful it is lose them.
General Appearance:
Height: 7 ft
Weight: 210 kg
Hair: None
Eyes: Eyes change color to indicate mood
Skin Tone: Redish Brown
Appearance: Mish-Mash usually dresses in an odd fashion, with the same clothes he was first given by his 'family'. Over his face is an old fashioned medievel guard's helmet made from rusty iron with bronze details tacked on,leaving only his glowing colour changing eyes visable and wears a patchwork coat made with various shades of brown and white fur trimmings,with the length down to it's ankles. He also wears a wide brimmed red hat with a small green feather sewn in, a pair of rather unwieldy wellington boots of a dark green, and a pair of leather gloves with studds embroided into the fingers.
Underneath the clothing, Mish Mash looks like a rather shoddily made clay figure of a man, with a rather basic flat nose and a letterbox-like slit for a mouth, without any ears to speak of, and large blocks for feet, the whole thing consisting of a rather "mish-mash" of a number of pieces of clay, where his nickname derives from, all of a reddish brown colour, much like brick.
He is rarely seen with out a large, 5ft plain golden coin strapped to his back, aka his Soul Coin, held on to him with some thick, ordinary rope.
Guild: Guildless
Tattoo: N/A
Rank: D
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