Post by atamis on Dec 8, 2009 19:32:04 GMT -5
Name: Atamis
Race: Human
Age: 26
Physical Description: 5'10" white skin, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes dull with no light, unkempt stubble covers his face. He has a muscular figure and weighs around 150 pounds.
Clothing/Armor: He wears dull a breastplate battered and dented from many battles. Under that padding, and under that commoners clothing. A holy symbol hangs around his neck, cracked and dirty, forgotten.
Weapons/Abilities: A bastard sword kept polished and sharp. A shield, an image matching his holy symbol etched upon it; with a long, deep scratch running its length, ruining the holy image. A magical energy manifests itself at times and with ferocity he cannot control (Although it seems to occur mainly in fits of sorrow filled rage), shooting forth from the palms of his hands, The energy comes out in jagged rays that can wrap around to crush, or push objects or creatures.
Weaknesses: Being a mortal human he is easily killable of course. The inner conflicts between his heart, mind, and soul can cause him to perform acts of great passion or rash ones of cruelty.
Back Story: Atamis could at one time be called, a paladin. However, that time has long passed. 6 years ago his lover, a priestess, was slain by a madman's cult who sought to bring a demigod demon into this realm. Charged by the leader of his sect, and fueled by revenge he set off with a party of his closest companions to thwart the cult’s plans. In the final battle the demigod was summoned, then driven back to its world at the cost of his companions’ lives. Atamis continued on to find and kill the madman within his lair, As Atamis plunged his sword into the man's heart, he did not feel the satisfaction he had sought after, only emptiness. From that day he has sought some way to bring his lover back, His god and sect forgotten he roams searching, but never finding.
Race: Human
Age: 26
Physical Description: 5'10" white skin, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes dull with no light, unkempt stubble covers his face. He has a muscular figure and weighs around 150 pounds.
Clothing/Armor: He wears dull a breastplate battered and dented from many battles. Under that padding, and under that commoners clothing. A holy symbol hangs around his neck, cracked and dirty, forgotten.
Weapons/Abilities: A bastard sword kept polished and sharp. A shield, an image matching his holy symbol etched upon it; with a long, deep scratch running its length, ruining the holy image. A magical energy manifests itself at times and with ferocity he cannot control (Although it seems to occur mainly in fits of sorrow filled rage), shooting forth from the palms of his hands, The energy comes out in jagged rays that can wrap around to crush, or push objects or creatures.
Weaknesses: Being a mortal human he is easily killable of course. The inner conflicts between his heart, mind, and soul can cause him to perform acts of great passion or rash ones of cruelty.
Back Story: Atamis could at one time be called, a paladin. However, that time has long passed. 6 years ago his lover, a priestess, was slain by a madman's cult who sought to bring a demigod demon into this realm. Charged by the leader of his sect, and fueled by revenge he set off with a party of his closest companions to thwart the cult’s plans. In the final battle the demigod was summoned, then driven back to its world at the cost of his companions’ lives. Atamis continued on to find and kill the madman within his lair, As Atamis plunged his sword into the man's heart, he did not feel the satisfaction he had sought after, only emptiness. From that day he has sought some way to bring his lover back, His god and sect forgotten he roams searching, but never finding.
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.