The Big Pointy One (The Character)

[The Big Pointy One]

~Physical Description~

 

Stick is a tall and somewhat skinny man. He appears to be mostly human except for the fact that his ears seem to point slightly at the tips. To anyone that notices, his eyes are a deeper shade of green than that is found on most people. Recently, he has seemed to have grown a leaf just above and behind each ear after raising a tree for the Tavern. He has shoulder length brown hair that's fairly shaggy and unkempt most of the time. Most of the time he seems to be grinning, or about to grin, as if some prank of his is about to go off. In any case, most people that see him tend to notice how he generally looks like he's in a good mood. Thanks to a fair bit of training and experience, Stick has developed a remarkable dexterity. As for clothing and such, he prefers simple clothing in earthy colours like brown and green. Most often, he's wearing a loose-fitting pair of pants, and either a button up shirt and a tunic or just a loose-hanging vest. He usually prefers to go barefoot, unless he's travelling, or if it's really cold.

[The Big Pointy One]

~Items~

 

The BigPointyStick

 

Stick doesn't really have very man posessions, but the most important item in his collection is his namesake weapon, the BigPointyStick, as it is known among the simple folk. (It's true name is yet to be discovered..) Here for the first time shall be an indepth look at the mysterious weapon that has led Stick to his destiny. At first glance, it looks like nothing more than a simple quarterstaff with sharpened ends. It contains no decoration or additions of any sort. The first discovered properties of the BPS were number one: that it's really sharp at the ends, and number two: it can not be destroyed scratched or broken in any way shape or form. What Stick is yet to discover though, is that it has many more abilities within. The most notable is that with the right amount of concentration, the BPS can actually be changed into other forms that are made out of wood. Of course, when this happens, the overall mass of the BPS does not change, but the density does. Also, it can be compacted into smaller forms, like a club for example. However, stretching it out beyond the size and shape of its common form is a different matter. While it still can be stretched out and reshaped, it retains the same amount of volume. In other words, if he wanted to he could turn it into a thin rope, but it wouldn't be very usable after about 20 feet. Since it is a magical weapon of Nature's* design, it tends to be more effective in combat versus unnatural beings such as demons, undead, and in some cases golems and their like. The BPS is roughly about as long as Stick is tall (about six feet and a little bit) and only a mere inch in diameter. It weighs somewhere between 5 and 10 pounds.

 

Other miscellaneous items

 

Stick is known to favour various throwing weapons, most highly the kunai, which is (in our world) a Japanese throwing knife. It looks basically like a kite/diamond-shaped blade with a ring at the end of the short end. How many of these he carries, will forever remain a mystery. He also favours shurikens, and plain old throwing knives. At some point during his journeys, Stick happenned upon what could be considered the adventurer's best friend: a portable hole, or pocket dimension as they are sometimes called. Basically, he has a magical portal he can carry around in his pocket, or wherever he wants that opens to his own personal void-like dimension that can hold a castle's treasury worth of items. Aside from that, anything else Stick would have is not worth noting. He doesn't fight with anything but the BPS and throwing weapons, not to mention his bare hands and feet.

[The Big Pointy One]

~Brief Description~ also, ~History~

 

Well, the Big Pointy One, or Stick as I prefer to call him as of late, has been going under a bit of an identity change. He still remains the tall brown haired, wise-cracking warrior he alwyas has been. However, I've been (mentally) working on re-vamping his history and such, not to mention his general character traits. Essentially, here's my synopsis of what I want Stick to be like:

 

Like the hero cliche, Stick was left at a small church in a small town. His father was a soldier and his mother was a dryad, and neither could raise him. He grew up in the small, relatively unknown town that was inhabited by no one aside from the priests and priestesses of the church, and old pensioners and retired farmers with little or no family. The church raised Stick (Named Dierden Samshae, after an old saint who was considered the patron of many farmers and gardeners) under careful guidance; he wasn't raised in an exactly traditional manner. The main lesson he learned was to place others above himself at all times. It was not his personal problems that mattered, but those of those around him. Because of this, he never really had any interest in finding out about his parents, nor did he feel any remorse for not having any. The church did a good job of raising him to be a good person. At a young age, he was loved around to village for his helpful nature. He would often help those too hold to handle difficult chores, and delighted especially in gardenwork and hunting. He lived in the village until he was about 19, when he finally decided to venture out into the world.

 

Venture he did. He went from town to town and country to country, helping people in need along the way. He never really gave his name, or asked for much more than a meal to help him along on his way. Eventually, he came upon a large city, and experienced how cruel the world could be. Dissatisfied with what he saw, he left, and continued to journey, but this time he avoided people all together. He journeyed simply to explore the untamed wilds. As he did this, he found that he was a lot more comfortable in the woods and hills then he was in cities and on roads. Eventually, he came upon a small but impressive monastery in a mountain range. After dining with the head monk and speaking about the world in general, he decided to stay a while. He began to learn a bit more about the monks lifestyle, and he began to like it. Stick decided to stay, and become a monk himself. At one point, he learned in order to purify himself, he must train his body, as well as his mind in order to reach a state near to enlightenment. Through the years, he trained, and was soon considered the best warrior among the monks. He was also known as a good man, with a friendly sense of humor. However, it bothered people how after about 15 years, the man looked just as young as he did when he had entered. Eventually, people began to talk, and Stick's wanderlust seemed to return, so he left the monks in peace.

 

Stick now felt that his mind and body were properly trained, just as his soul had found peace. Almost. He never did feel quite as good at the monestary as he did when he was exploring forests and caves about the world. On one such expedition after his stay, Stick came upon a tribe of Goblins who lived in a mountain valley. He learned that they were about to be expunged from their homes, thanks to a joint alliance by the nearby militant nations. Although Stick had never met goblins before, he felt sympathy for the pitiful creatures and agreed to try and help ward off the invaders. It was during this time that Stick met his destiny. While leading the Goblins away to safety, he discovered an ancient temple to a long-forgotten goddess. Inside he found a staff, that seemed to react to him instantly. It called to him, seemingly. When he picked it up, it felt like a hole inside of himself had been filled. His senses feeled heightened and he could see things much more clearly then he ever could. Whatever it was, he was meant to have it. The staff fit him perfectly. It was exactly the right width and length for him to wield, and he found his training from the monastery was sufficient to wield it. The staff itself was a bit odd. It contained to markings at all, and was infact completely made out of wood. It was completely smooth, like a glass rod of some sort, and pointed at each ends. He eventually discovered that this staff could not be broken, and used to his advantage and eventually was able to fend off the entire invading army, segment by segment until they decided to retreat. The goblins heralded him as a hero and gave him the goblin name "Ger giab lock" or, "Big Pointy Stick" in common.

 

After he was satisfied the goblins would be able to live in peace, Stick once again ventured off into the world. However, this time, people remembered him. The un-named man with the indestructable sharp double-ended spear was a man to be feared, they said. It was not long before bounty hunters were dispatched to find the warrior who had caused so much trouble for the armies. In fact, if it were not for the direct intervention of a pair of elven rangers known as Rocoss and Roxxia, the assassin known as Tayne "Darkstorm" Demeron would have had Stick's life. These two joined Stick on his journey for a while, and helped teach him a bit more about combat, the world and life. Eventually, they met up with a paladin, Aidan Serradin. Aidan bared a sembling resemblance to Stick, although no heed was really payed to the fact. Together, they travelled together as a group, and their deeds were becoming closer and closer to legendary. One such deed was disposing of a wizard who had been a plague on an entire island nation just off the main coast of the main continent. On this mission, the group discovered an ordinary looking rabbit who was capable of much more than any other ordinary rabbit. He became known as Mr.Bunny.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, I'm gonna leave it at that for now; I don't want to over-extend myself. I think I might have to re-arrange the history a bit, but that's pretty much it.