Spit of the Blood Clan

Nickname: Buliwyf (pronounced Boolvy)

MIA: Last scene, trying to escape a bandit stronghold Flocktime 585 cy, he fell and is not sure is he dead or alive.

Profession. I am a scout. I am very self sufficient. I am good at finding enemies and getting away without being seen. I do not try to get close. That is not my job. I am not an infiltrator. (Spit is actually a Barbarian but his job in the clan was to scout.) I like to hunt and trap. I am good at making spears and javelins. I am well know for my smoked fish (Spit does not actually smoke the fish. His friend Eddie smokes the fish for him. Spit trades pelts and meat to Eddie for the fish.)

Favorite Weapon. I prefer to kill my enemies from a distance with my short spear but if my enemy insists on closing to fight with me in melee combat I will tear them apart with my great sword.

Obvious pet peeve. I do not have any pets. (Spit suffers from a short temper and anyone trying to provoke him will probably succeed no matter what they say or do.) I do not like the smell of bodily waste. I do not like small biting insects. I do not like it when people make fun of my name. I do not like it when men stand around and argue about what to do. The strongest of them should take charge and make the others take action. It is not bad to take counsel but after everyone has given their opinion the leader should take charge and make the decisions. Bickering is a waste of time and energy.

Characters ultra "likes". I love the taste of honey mead. My favorite thing to do is to take a mug of honey mead, add a couple of large spoons full of honey, and warm it up on a hot stove until it is steaming hot. I wish to learn how to make honey mead so that I can keep a large supply on hand at all times. I do not like to cloud my mind with the effects of it though so I rarely imbibe heavily unless it is a particularly good batch. I like female Orcs. I like human women a little but I think that most of them are too frail and they fret too much about the way that they look. Even the ugly ones worry too much about the way they look. I thought that the reason that I didn’t like them was because I hadn’t met the right one but when I saw my first Orc woman I fell in love. I have not met a Half-Orc woman yet and I almost don’t want to. I am afraid that I might not be able to control myself if I do. Especially after I saw how I acted around the Orc female.

Background. I am an orphan. I was found with an iron collar around my neck with an iron tag on it that said “SPIT” in Orcish. Everyone uses that as my name but I prefer to use the name Buliwyf. It does not offend me to call me Spit. My fathers name is Red. I come from the Blood Clan of humans from the North. Cold does not bother me.

Personally. I try to be good, I honestly do, but someone always has to step on my toes. I don’t know if it is the way that I look or what but I am always the one in the group that everyone wants to fight. I hope that no-one in my new clan tries to start a fight because I really like it here. I hope that I can please my new leader and that one day I can take his place.

Appearance. I am very heavy but I move with the grace of a wolf on the prowl. I wear as little as possible and still remain comfortable. I do not get cold very easy so I usually do not wear very much. I only wear my armor when I am expecting trouble but I always try to keep a large weapon handy. I joined the Foothill Watchmen because I am trying to protect my little friend Eddie but I also joined for myself because I wanted to get away from my home. There are many people there that want to kill me.