You are a freckled slight male halfling, presenting yourself as:
Dekhan.
Of slender frame and standing barely a metre high, this freckled little
halfling seems to be of a high-spirited nature. From under his dark,
carefully spiked hair, his warm chestnut eyes twinkle with curiosity
and show intelligence quite contrary to his childlike appearance.
You have chestnut eyes.
You have very short dark hair and a very short dark beard.
You are short and skinny for a halfling.
You look wonderful.
You are in good shape.
You are somewhat alert.
You are wearing a leather brown left geta, a leather brown right geta, a
left warglove, a black belt, a right warglove, a strow hat and a white
wide kimono.
Growing up in a family with ten children is never easy, and especially not for the runt of the
litter. Living in a small burrow beside a large river, Dekhan Rowenshore was the fourth born
of the Rowenshore children. Growing up, some of the older children became fishers like their
father, others became "finders". Quick of feet but slow of hands, the runt of the litter wasn't
suited for any of these professions. Never was it openly voiced but the smallest was a let down,
a disappointment to the family. A day or two after his 30th birthday the tiny one, after a short
goodbye to his mother, left the burrow, left the river, left his home. He had only one ambition.
It wasn't to become rich, it wasn't to own a large burrow. It was to make his mother proud of
her fourth born child.
Naturally becomming a black belt is Dekhan's greatest achievement.
Lately though he became a
FriendOfAsral.
Zee commenting haz begunned!

-hsparks
I guess Dekhan was really happy that missile criticals were changed so they can happen when shooting from an adjacent room

--JezZ
Not to mention I'm feeling sad that
JezZ has never experienced that banshee death

I'm jealous --JezZ
Commenting my own page just to say "Down For Maintenance, normal service should be resumed shortly" (Don't miss me too much :P:P) --Dekhan