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Name: Golphweight
Weapon: One of the sturdiest swords man's hand could make. Sleak with a large dragon at the base where blade meets handle.
Description:

___Golphweight is a man whose breadth and wisdom are shown by his tounge. A man of words who lives by the sword. An expert in "The Dancing Sword," better known as fencing, he often tries to speak his way out of battle for sake of not messing his cloths, but when faced with peril he reacts with a swing of his arm removing his cape-like robe and unsheathing his dream-like blade, one of the sturdiest swords for its easy handling and speed that man could make. Sleak with a large dragon at the base where blade meets handle.

With neat and wavy black hair rested upon his head he is a decent sized man, not to wide, not to high. His mustache and goatee are divided by a small patch of skin on both sides leaving his chin hair lonesome in the middle.

With his knowledge complete, in his eyes, on the book form. Golphweight has decided to turn his back on his friends to explore the more brutal side of man, the other side of the evolutionary spectrum, if you will, to delve into the survival skills put into each creature. No more complexe and horrifying then man.

"Ah pysche...."