Name: Cale Underhill
Height: 5"11 feet or 183cm
Weight: 180 pounds or 80kg
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown, often a sticky, thick mess
Age: 28
Cale's portrait: (Yes, I shamelessly grabbed Xzar's portrait as it fits. Just extract the archive to NWN's Portraits folder.)
Most noticeable feature of Cale Underhill are the scars and tribal tattoos crossing his face; Giving him a wild appearance. His green eyes twinkle with creeping madness and violence, often accompanied by a wide smirk twisting the tattoos and scars. This smirk might strike one as arrogantly amused, and it often changes to grimace of distaste as he looks upon his surroundings and present people.
The fist of Bane is tattooed upon his chest, rays of light escaping it's grip. Most of the time he moves with a noticeable limb; Under his armors, multitude of scars are evident, some of them over ligaments, suggesting they've been cut during torture or similar incident.
Another noticeable feature is his rasping voice; Even though it echoes with a commanding tone, it also is often sarcastically amused. With a glance to his throat one might notice the source of this rasp - a jagged cut crosses over it..
The tattoos:The tattoos and scars on Cale's face look approximately like the following:
History:Born in Thay, Cale's childhood is rather clouded even to himself. In his dreams - or nightmares - flashes of abusing father are often seen. What is sure, though, is that at an age of no older than 14 he left Thay to pursue his own fortune. A plan which winded him up to Suzail of Cormyr, where he lived as a street criminal, and later for a brief journey to the nation of Amn..
Prison,1364 DR:"Ye godless bastard!", Cale woke to the scream, hands grabbing to him, holding his head still while one of the inmates started poking Cale's lower face with the hot pin, dripping of black ink. Procedure most painful, the hallways of the jail filling of screams of agony.
They left the cell, leaving Cale moaning and whimpering on the floor, his face buried to his hands. "Let ye never forget yer crime!" - The first tattoos around his mouth marking him a hungry man, forever reminding of his crime of eating a cat, a crime from which many are treated worse in Cormyr.In his pain, Cale reached first time out to Loviatar.
Prison, 1372 DR:He sat on the edge of his bed, holding a piece of broken mirror and poking the ink through his skin, adding the sixth dot to his forehead. This time the pain did not force sobs, sniffs, nor did it twist his face to an awful grimace; Rather, he chuckled quietly, a little louder when the pain was at it's hardest. And smirked, as wide as a man can smirk.During this stay in prison, Cale was for the first time introduced to Bane by the freshly resurrected god's cultist, who was waiting his sentence's public one-time showing; A short drop and quick stop. Having served Loviatar for past eight years - and this time sitting in jail for good for crimes committed in the name of the Willing Whip - it didn't take long for Cale's lust of power to prompt him turning his faith to The Lord of the Black Hand..
Arrival:1374 DR. A succesful mass escape from the prison had occurred half a year back, and Cale with a group of former inmates and current bandits were heading towards Zhentil Keep when mist arose..
