Tom Beartooth | World Anvil

Tom Beartooth


Long & thick dark black hair long, sleek; dark brown eyes, usually shifty around wasi'chu & observant; 5' 8" and a mere 120 lbs when first met by the crew. Tom can be described as scrawny and lanky, and while most folk don't reckon he'd be found lugging freight on Persephone without a lifter or acting as a bouncer or body guard, he is rather agile and quick on his feet. And, thanks to the slightly higher gravity-norm found on Persephone, is stronger than you'd think. He's also pretty alert and constantly checking out his surroundings—which can make him seem shifty and a mite twitchy to those that don't much know him. Point being, he's often underestimated and usually misunderstood.


Played by
Shaudawn (a.k.a. Donovan)

tanisi!

I was born on the dusty plains within the Yellowstone River valley where I chased antelope & jackrabbits, and scared unwary foxes. Its sandstone rock made my bones. Its water, born of geysers, made my blood. Its cottonwoods wove my skin. Its winds filled my lungs with air.

Eventually I went to the Southwest deserts to learn. I returned north, and eventually came under the shadow of the mountain properly called Takhoma, the Mother of Waters, overlooking the Salish Sea, where I pretend to do important things with airplanes.


I tend to come to World Anvil as a writer rather than an RPG maker or DM, but I'm a sucker for RPG-type charts and figures, and especially maps.

 

I don't do "the Twitter" or "the Facebook" but if you want to drop me a line here! ☺

   

The major events and journals in Tom's history, from the beginning to today.

Tom joins the ranks of Heroes!

Tom enters the scene of legendary heroes! Welcome to the family of the Eternals!

06:09 pm - 20.05.2019

The list of amazing people following the adventures of Tom.

Played by
Shaudawn (a.k.a. Donovan)

tanisi!

I was born on the dusty plains within the Yellowstone River valley where I chased antelope & jackrabbits, and scared unwary foxes. Its sandstone rock made my bones. Its water, born of geysers, made my blood. Its cottonwoods wove my skin. Its winds filled my lungs with air.

Eventually I went to the Southwest deserts to learn. I returned north, and eventually came under the shadow of the mountain properly called Takhoma, the Mother of Waters, overlooking the Salish Sea, where I pretend to do important things with airplanes.


I tend to come to World Anvil as a writer rather than an RPG maker or DM, but I'm a sucker for RPG-type charts and figures, and especially maps.

 

I don't do "the Twitter" or "the Facebook" but if you want to drop me a line here! ☺


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