Berk turned in his stool and smiled broadly at the man who entered the bar.
"Hello, I'm Berk.. Pleased to meet you!" He said smiling.
He did not look the least bit intimidated, even though he was only 4ft tall and rather slim. He pulled out a stool beside him with a quick flick of his wrist...
Berk nods his head.
"When you are big it is easy to be overwhelmed in your own size. I know I have to be careful because I am small.. Also the bigger they are the harder they fall is what ive learnes
Berk was quite content at the bar, taking in the place and the surroundings.
"It's not easy being small.. He says smiling, "But I don't think it be easy being big either.."
Berk smiles broadly at the hospitality, being a big part of the halfling nature to be kind to strangers.
"In all honesty it's getting easier he more people I meet.." He smiles taking a drink
"I was living in the monastery up in the mountains north of here. However we were raided and all ran off to our homes.. My home was the monastery and so I found this place.. Seems very homely.." Berk jumped on a stool to get better height
"I am quite well, just getting to know the place. I just transferred here." Berk says, his tiny figure poised and tense yet he seemed comfortable like that.
Berk sat kneeled at a shrine to Zuoken, the god of peace and body control. The god stood above him as a stone masterpiece, eyeing his small figure as he offered his muttered prayer.
Name: Berk Swiftstrike
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexual Interest: Females
Species: Halfling (4'9" Tall, slim built)
Appearance:
(Profile pic)
Personality: Can be quiet on most occasions, however will be a bundle of energy when he warms up to you. Not too much is known about him or how...