| Full Name |
Iroh |
| Race |
Human |
| Classes/Levels |
Fighter 5 / Monk 2 (Retired) |
| Gender |
Male |
| Age |
67 |
| Strength |
7 |
| Dexterity |
19 |
| Constitution |
10 |
| Intelligence |
12 |
| Wisdom |
16 |
| Charisma |
12 |
About Master Iroh
Build:
Lore Warden 2 > Master of Styles Martial Artist 2 > Lore Warden 8
+ Player Boon: Tian Weapon Training (Wakazashi)
Iroh has the bearing of man that has experienced a lifetime of battle. Above him, the sky is a peaceful blue. A lone cloud moves lazily in the calming wind. His feet are wrapped in layers of cloth and his toes curl in the grass; he feels the ground and centers his balance. Thin and calloused hands hide from view within the wide sleeves of his gi. The robe is deep and fluid, concealing more than just the figure of a man within. Iroh keeps a pair of swords at his waist, tucked beneath his belt. They are both well used, but he only holds one now. A blood spattered strip of cloth ties the hilt of the longer blade to its scabbard. He will not need to draw it this day.
His breathing is calm and controlled, and he stands silouetted by a setting sun as three men charge. His eyes linger at the katana and the memories it holds, then back at his attackers. Iroh draws the smaller blade and feels the weight of it in his hands. He faces the blade away, he does not need to kill these men.
He does not need to kill anymore...
