Kullens Story

Full Name: Kullen
Nicknames: None

Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: Somewhere in his 30s
Race: Cimmerian
Gender: Male
Hair: Black
Skin: light tanned
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6' 4”
Weight: around 250 lbs

Place of Residence: wanders(formerly the Wolfraven Kings Region of Asgard)
Place of Birth: Northern Cimmeria
Known Relatives: Kot (father, deceased), Ula (mother, living in the Wolfraven Kings region of Asgard), N’Trad (step-father, Wolfraven Kings region of Asgard)

Group/Guild affiliation: None
Guild Rank: None

Religion/Philosophy: Curse Crom and Ymir! Kullen seeks his own destiny the gods be damned.  

Occupation: Barbarian (Adventurer)
Weapons of Choice: Two Handed swords, Two handed Axes, One handed Axes,swords,Clubs, and Bows
Professions: Weapon smith and Armor smith.

Enemies: Vanir, Picts, Darfarians, Hyperborean’s, and many others
Likes: Good food, strong drink, Women, a good fight, brawling, words when they need to be spoken.

Favorite Foods: meat from strong animals, vegetables.
Favorite Drinks: Water, and Ale
Favorite Colors: Black, Dark Green, Dark Brown
Dislikes : Killing opponents that offer no challenge, Politicians, People that speak and do not act on those words for right or wrong.

Hobbies: Listening to stories, and tales in taverns.

Physical Features: dark circles surround his eyes from lack of sleep. Muscular and wears a scruffy beard. The symbol of the Archer adorns his right arm.

Special Abilities: Scouting, Kullen has a talent for stealth and eavesdropping.
Positive Personality Traits:, Rarely retreats from battle no matter the odds, Helps those he considers allies. Is quiet , speaking when the need comes.
Negative Personality Traits: Rarely retreats from battle no matter the odds, In the past has been too trusting of a man or woman’s word to mean something.

Misc. Quirks: Does not think it’s good for a Cimmerian to be sitting upon the Aquilonian throne. He thinks it makes Aquilonia look weak (which he could careless about), and feels Conan a Cimmerian should not be hidden away in a throne room pandering to politicians, and nobles.

History: Kullen’s tale began in a small village, nay not even a village more of a cluster of a few small farm huts and a small hunting lodge in Northern Cimmeria near the Eglophian mountains. Here is where at a young age, around 5 or 6 his father perished in an Avalanche while hunting elk. Not only did his father Kot die but nearly all the hunters, the small settlement would starve without the hunters. Some of the women of the settlement took up the bow and spear capable hunters themselves and took to the trails where their men had perished.

Kullen would go along and help with skinning, and cleaning. One cycle of the moon after the avalanche the hunting group was caught off guard by a band of Picts. The women fought, oh did they fight slaying many picts. And so it was as one Picts blood had barely splattered the snow red then two more came in its place. Soon most of the Cimmerian women lay dead only Ula, her son Kullen, and another woman stood.

Just then there came the low sound of a horn and a group of Aesir came from behind the picts. The blond haired reveres tore into the cannibals with such a blood lust. In turn Ula and the other woman let out a scream of fury and charged. It was finished, Kullen stood over a pict still writhing and gurgling on his own blood. Anger swept over him and he plunged his skinning knife into the creatures chest, blood spewed forth and it felt good.

Now of their settlement there only remained Kullen, his mother Ula and the other woman who lie upon the frozen ground dying. The Aesir said little but that they had followed these savages across the mountains after they had attacked an Aesir camp. The apparent leader and Ula spoke for what seemed long moments. Then before Kullen could grasp the situation he was on his way with his mother to Asgard. His mother earning the Aesir Captains respect during the combat took them in and took Ula as his wife having no heir of his own Kullen became like a son to him.

Months passed, and months became years, and still time went onward. Soon he was chosen to become an Archer warrior, Kullen was honored but the way of the Aesir just did not feel right with him. He was branded with the archer's symbol, using a bow well enough Kullen did, but feeling more comfortable with steel within his clutches and an enemies heavy breathing as his life blood spewed forth. Fighting from a distance did not appeal to him.

Kullen soon grew restless and needed to leave the Wolfraven Kings region behind. Kullen  still felt the strong heart of his father beating within, the heart of a Cimmerian. And so it was he left Asgard his mother and his Aesir father N’Trad behind. Seeking his destiny and a clan to call home.

(I started out on Bane, and quit for a bit, returned where I played casually for sometime unguilded, and now merged with Cimmeria and I see other people again.)