Name: To Be
Last Name: Named
Race: Human changed to something else by a drunk sorcerer.
Profession: Warlord
Artifact weapon: One curved stick colored in red and white. Indestructible. Can shoot and manipulate large amount of really hot fire. Fireproof magic armor and suit. On the left arm a piece of the same magic armor, carved with a misterious drawing, it is shaped as a powerful blade which can cut through almost everything.
The story:
Mr. Named one evening was drinking quitely a whiskey at a bar near the docks when all of sudden he heard a "BAM" outside the front door, immediately followed by a "FLUFF". After a couple of seconds an old man came inside the bar. To Be looked at him and remembered that not much sooner the same old man, and we are talking about some very stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking, nerf-herder and strange old man here, was already inside the bar and he was talking about politics in Italy or something like that, than he looked at a guy who left the bar and followed him outside. Now he's back again inside. So To Be thought: "hey!", and called the old man: " hey mister!" "what happened outside?". The old man, really slowly, turned and pointed at our friend a couple of red, hot, chili-peppered eyes and..."FLUFF!" our poor friend To Be found his nice and almost drunk head transformed into a donkey head!
The old man, with a scary little smile asked: "who's scruffy-looking now?".
