TOR-BER AHMOSE




A tall, sandy, brown-skinned half-orc, with chestnut brown hair that parts on the left, Brown eyes that are so dark, they could be black. While not handsome or good looking at all, with large teeth jutting from his lower lip, and half an ear missing, he comes across as brutish. Wearing a utilitarian style hot weather garb, in a light brown color, baggy light leggings, knee high burnt orange leather boots, suede light brown over cloak, covering the light cotton white shirt. Scarf type wrap bunched about his neck, a broad segmented leather belt on his waist, a satchel slung over his shoulders.

Tor-ber stands proud, and tall, being a local towns guard has taught him much, about himself, and the world around him, sometimes seeming larger than life for the better of it. do not let the lack of arms and armor accompaniment fool you, for he will surely pull something from a sleeve, or seemingly be protected by some tangible force gifted by gods, who can say. His totem (bushbuck) tattoo is on his left rear calf.

Full of bravado, and brashness, always eager to prove his worth, to the world, to his twin brother, Nar-dew, and mainly to himself. reluctant to ask for help, a lot of time knowing he should, this drive stems from a deep seeded emotional need to be the best for his family and friends, the strong rock.

Tor-ber is not only the primary muscle in the group, he is also the most given to pragmatic skills. All physical skills in spades, the ability to craft his own shoes or clothing (as long as he is provided good clothing material by Aron), it is he that the party relies on with his soldiering skills and animalistic senses to spot danger and understand far better than anyone else the various dangers the Mwangi has in store, for it is said, "The jungle devours." Oddly, he has an artistic side as well, and he puts solid professional training and that to good use as the group's cartographer.