Post by Volgana Sakuraba on Feb 2, 2008 22:26:29 GMT -5
Yourself
Name: Timothy Nolan Crosby II
Age:18
State:South Carolina, James Island, Charleston
How did you find us?: I just found you because you were lost to me.
Most Preferred way of contact? Text or email
Years of Rping: I guess 6
Example of RP Paragraph:
A crash of thunder ripped across the dark sky, rumbling the ground below. Those who were out in the open took shelter as clouds as black as the darkest night filled the sky, rolling in over the city on a unnatural wind. The storm had come from the ocean but it appeared with little warning. The weather systems or the saltiest sailor could not detect its coming until it was too late.
Those out in the water were ridding waves 20 feet high while those trying to dock at the pier were slammed against the dock; to fall meant being crushed between the boat and the pilings. The wind ripped across the beach kicking up enough sand to shame any desert sand storm. Scientist were stumped on how this storm came to be. A storm this big had not been seen for years in this small little fishing town.
Across the seas, a few miles off on a small island that was off the coast of the small town, lightning crashed near girl with silver hair drawn back into a tight braid tied with a blue ribbon. She stood with her back to the brunt of the storm, lightning crashing around her frail frame.
Tears ran down her cheeks mixing with the rain falling around her. Ever flash of lightning made her blues eyes shine as bright as the moon that was above the dark clouds, ready to show the world its beauty. The look was not one of hatred but of sorrow. Her clothes were that of a simple blue kimono badly torn, in some places missing altogether. Areas where the pieces of cloth were missing were filled with blood from gashes in her smooth skin.
In her left hand a sword was grasped, her knuckles white from her iron grip on the hilt. The sword had a curved back like a katana, this side shaped like that of a rock but the bladed edge was like a wave. The edges curved, like the waves that cut across the ocean. The hilt was black with a anchor shaped guard, the tip of the hilt adorned with a blue and brown stones.
Her right arm hung limp at her side; blood dripped from her hanging fingers. Her small frame shook with each ragged breath, her body willing to give out against the strain that was placed upon it. Standing in front of her was a massive shape. Its image hidden by the darkness of the clouds and the falling rain. A bolt of lightning falling to the earth revealed the creatures shape. Rain dripped from its skin which was hard as rock but rippled like a disturbance in the water. Its arms and legs were long and smooth.
Its feet were long and webbed, its left arm was smooth all the way to wrist where a blade extended about 3 feet and curved at the tip. Its right arm was the same shape but where the blade was on the left arm was a fist the size of a small bolder, its knuckles jagged and dripping with a green liquid.
Down its right arm was a long gash that stretched from shoulder down to its forearm. When the lightning flashed in the sky again its skin seemed to be white and black, a gaping hole in its chest. Its face was a white mask that was long, skinny, and rounded like an oval; its teeth were crooked and pointy like a sharks
Its mouth was opening and closing as if it was breathing. "It seems like I will win tonight girl. Even with this injury that you have given me I am still able to rip you apart while you can barely hold your sword." The thing said in a voice that crashed like thunder.
"Brother you will not win tonight. You killed our mother and our little brother. I will make sure there deaths a paid for. You killed them without remembering who they were. You killed them with out mercy." The girl said with a voice meek but fierce. Her arm strained as she managed to raise her sword.
The creature lashed with speed almost as fast a the lightning itself. It knocked the sword from the girls meek hand which then flew in the air and landed a few yards away, stuck in the mud.
As soon as she steadied herself from the blow she jumped back to put some distance between herself and the hollow but she landed wrong. She landed with all her weight on her left foot. In normal, dry conditions this wouldn't of been a problem but the ground was soaked and slippery from the rain. Also her foot landed in a patch of clay causing to slip out from under her. She fell to the ground with enough force to knock the air from her lungs making her gasp in pain. The gasp wasn't just from the fall however. Mud, clay, sand, and salt from the nearby ocean soaked into her wounds. Mud caked her body, hair and clothes giving her the look of someone who had seen better days. Mud, water and blood mixed on the ground as she managed to roll on her back, rain pelting her face and body causing her cuts to sting even more. She cried out against the pain as the rain managed to wash away some of the filth that covered her body.
The hollow walked closer, its webbed feet slapping against the ground splattering mud. Its face loomed over the girls as a deep laugh ripped from its throat. It was if ten thousand nails were drawn across a black board at once, the sound bringing pain to her ears. It glared down at her with empty eyes, a long purple tongue licking its pointed teeth with bits of saliva falling onto the ground. "Before I devour you I wish to know your name." The hollow said with a ear splitting voice. "Hinashi Oro'nyaba" The girl said as she stared at the hollow with eyes that would make the strongest man fall to his knees and beg. "Well Hinashi, I bid you goodbye." The hollow said as he drew back his left hand, the blade gleaming. A wicked smile crossed the hollows face, images of a blood spattered ground and a bloody blade to lick dancing in his head. He drove his arm forward intended on impaling the girl. At the last second the girl rolled out of the way and the blade became in beaded into the ground. A smile that would shame any wide eyed kid crossed her face and a frown that would make a funeral seem happy crossed the hollows. "I see your death here and now." She said. She placed her hand on the ground as the hollow struggled to free its hand. "That which is under the ground, that which holds the remains of our dead, come and bind my foe." The ground started to ripple as if it was water and someone had thrown a rock into it. The earth around the hollow's hand rose up and circled around it's arm. Within seconds its entire arm was covered with rock and earth as it struggled to free its trapped arm, a look of fear crossing its face. "What have you done." It said with its ear retching voice.
All Hinashi could do is smile as she slowly picked her self off the ground. A few yards away her sword that was buried in the mud started to sink into the ground. Soon it was fully covered and disappeared from sight completely. The mud boiled where the sword had been as Hinashi bent down and placed her hand on the ground. He hand sunk into the earth like it was water and she pulled up her sword with her left hand. He eyes shone with new hope and life as she ignored the searing pain coming from the gashes across her body. She walked over to wards the captured hollow.
The hollow continued to struggle as the walk turned into a run and the run turned into a sprint. She shook her sword, cleaning it of any mud and dirt. The filth slid of the sword revealing the silver like blade. She raised the sword high above her head, lightning flashing in the distance. Jumping into the air she borough the sword down into a arc. Just as her sword was bout to hit its mark down the middle of the hollow's head, it's hand broke free from the ground and the blade connected with her sword. The force of the blow threw her back against a tree. With a loud grunt and a thud she fell to the ground, the wind knocked out of her by the impact. The hollow grinned as Hinashi fell to the ground. "See little girl, I am too strong for you. You might as well save yourself some pain and let me kill you now. I promise that it will be quick." The hollow said as it ran its long purple tongue down its blade like arm. Hinashi gazed at the hollow with pure hatred. She may seem small and meek, but she was no little girl.
Her right arm which was still dripping blood from the long slash down her flesh tensed up, her fist balled in anger the knuckles turning white. The hollow frowned at this new development. It realized that if this girl continued to live, it could mean the end of its own life. Charging forward, it sprinted toward Hinashi. Its tongue hung from its mouth, drool dripping to the ground. Hinashi made one simple move. She tossed her sword into the air. Raising her hands, she made three simple but flawless hand signs. Dog, snake, and ox. The ground started to rumble around the approaching hollow making it stop in its tracks. A worried look crossed its face from its memory of its previous encounter with her earth style kido. It glanced around as four small mounds of dirt maybe two feet high rose from the ground.
A deep laugh was head from it as its eyes turned into tiny slits. "Is that all. Is that the best you got. You really are weak." It said as it started to walk toward Hinashi again. Hinashi caught her sword and raised it in front of her. Her arms straight with the point toward the sky and the sharpened edge that was like the face of a rock toward herself. A simple word formed on her lips as she turned the blade which was still pointed up sideways. The wave side pointing right and the rock side pointing left. "Crush." When the last sound of the word left her lips, the ground began to rumble once more. The four mounds rose up. The tops sharpening into points. The hollow only had a moment to realize what this meant as the four points drove themselves into his body. Green blood splattered the ground, trees, and Hinashi. The blood stained her skin and what was left of her kimono. The hollow struggled against the four pillars of rock that impaled his body. With each movement the pillars drove deeper into his skin and more blood sprayed across the field. Hinashi sheathed her sword and walked forward as the hollow stared at her with a face that was begging for pity.
"Wait, you cannot kill your brother." It said with a ragged voice.
"You are not my brother." She said. "You are evil that has tainted my brothers soul. When it is time, I will see him in the afterlife. With that said she drew her sword in a flash, the blade slicing clean through its white mask. The creature screamed in pain as a line of light formed perfectly in the middle of its mask, splitting it in two. Its body started to dissipate and the pillars of rock sank back into the earth. Rainbow pieces of light broke off from the creature as it dissipated into the night air. A young man who's body was like fog stood where the hollow once stood. "Thank you little sister." It said with a mournful voice. "Thank you for ridding me of the evil inside. I must go now. When the time comes I will see you in the afterlife." Hinashi cried out for her older brother as the ghostly figure dissipated altogether leaving nothing but a small pool of green blood. Tears flooded from her eyes as she walked off of the battle field and into the forest.
"Brother!" Hinashi cried out as she sat up in her bed back at the soul society. The memory of that day haunted her for the past 5 years. She wept openly onto her pillow as she went over each and every event, each detail in her mind.
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Your Character
Name (Your Character's Name):Volgana Sakuraba
Nickname :Volgy (don't call him that unless your a close friend.)
Age:23
Gender (Male or Female):Male
Race:Human
Height:6"5
Weight:152
Place of Origin (Where your character was born):Unknown
Place of Residence (Where your character resides now): Unknown
Appearance (Either description or picture is fine): i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa151/azumangafaerie/volgana.jpg
Persona (Good, Evil, Neutral, Evil, Self-Gain, Lawfully Good, Lawfully Evil):Neutral
Class (Occupation/Status of your character):Bodyguard, Mercenary
Alignment :Unknown
Personality (Personality must be at least a paragraph with four to five sentences in good detail Describe your character's life to this point, their history, their childhood, any of that sort):His personality is like that of a floating flower. Cheerful and carefree. He normally is daydreaming lost in his thoughts unless there is a task at hand. He takes his training serious and has spent many a countless nights honing his skills. His normal work ethnic is pretty slack and he normally gets sidetracked from his job. He jokes around a lot and is very flirtatious with girls. He loves to cuddle and spend time with those of the opposite sex. He is always trying to steal a kiss. He can lose himself in a cherry tree. He loves staring at the flowers during blooming season He moves with grace but will jolt around just to hear his bells jingle. He is a fight alcoholic and will always challenge others to a fight no matter what there skill over his. When he fights a hollow he is quiet and try’s to finish the job quick but when he is fighting others he cheerful and joking. He hates to think about complicated matters but will help out with problems that need to be helped with. HIs time as a soilder has made him this way. It fools others into thinking him to be a pushover.
Weapons: i160.photobucket.com/albums/t164/FallenAngelAeon/Blade_of_Lost_Gods.jpg
i65.photobucket.com/albums/h201/Rbecca-Shafer/Anime/Sword.jpg
i142.photobucket.com/albums/r84/Luke_Fon_Fabre/Art/sword.jpg
i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb89/lionhearted_360/sword.jpg
Powers: 1: Western Incantation-Magic powers drawn with words of power and incantations. Most control elements.
2:Blossom control: He is able to control cherry blossom petals at free will.
3: Chi control
Background History: From the time he was born to his 18th birthday, Volgana was trained to be a member of the Kings elite guard. He grew up with his father and mother. His father was the captain of the Kings guards and his mother was the head of the kingdoms magic force. Both his parents came from respective backgrounds, their parents working for the kingdom as long as the records can show. Volgana was trained as a swords man under his fathers hand. Under the careful watch of his dad Volgana honed his sword skill and quickly became the top in his class at the trainers academy. On his 8th birthday, during his ceremony to receive his first sword something odd happened. A assassin disguised as a food monger to serve during the party tried to assassinate the young solider. Before the mans knife could seek his heart he was blown back by a gust of wind and burned by a blue flame. People looked around to see what had happened and saw that the young boy was glowing. Not only did he have his fathers sword skills, but his mothers magic ability's. Quickly he was whisked away to the kingdoms magicacademy and was taught the skills he needed to master his magic abilitys. By day he was taught the skills to become a swords man and by night he was taught the skills needed to be a top magic user. He became the top student in both academy and by his 16th birthday had already Begin to serve in the Kings elite guard. On his 18th birthday he received his sword of choice, his pick being a blue bladed sword. He continued to serve on the Kings elite guard until he turned 23. He started to do freelancing jobs being a mercenary and bodyguard. He even has done a few assassinations.
Other (Anything that our staff may need to know before we accept your character):
Name: Timothy Nolan Crosby II
Age:18
State:South Carolina, James Island, Charleston
How did you find us?: I just found you because you were lost to me.
Most Preferred way of contact? Text or email
Years of Rping: I guess 6
Example of RP Paragraph:
A crash of thunder ripped across the dark sky, rumbling the ground below. Those who were out in the open took shelter as clouds as black as the darkest night filled the sky, rolling in over the city on a unnatural wind. The storm had come from the ocean but it appeared with little warning. The weather systems or the saltiest sailor could not detect its coming until it was too late.
Those out in the water were ridding waves 20 feet high while those trying to dock at the pier were slammed against the dock; to fall meant being crushed between the boat and the pilings. The wind ripped across the beach kicking up enough sand to shame any desert sand storm. Scientist were stumped on how this storm came to be. A storm this big had not been seen for years in this small little fishing town.
Across the seas, a few miles off on a small island that was off the coast of the small town, lightning crashed near girl with silver hair drawn back into a tight braid tied with a blue ribbon. She stood with her back to the brunt of the storm, lightning crashing around her frail frame.
Tears ran down her cheeks mixing with the rain falling around her. Ever flash of lightning made her blues eyes shine as bright as the moon that was above the dark clouds, ready to show the world its beauty. The look was not one of hatred but of sorrow. Her clothes were that of a simple blue kimono badly torn, in some places missing altogether. Areas where the pieces of cloth were missing were filled with blood from gashes in her smooth skin.
In her left hand a sword was grasped, her knuckles white from her iron grip on the hilt. The sword had a curved back like a katana, this side shaped like that of a rock but the bladed edge was like a wave. The edges curved, like the waves that cut across the ocean. The hilt was black with a anchor shaped guard, the tip of the hilt adorned with a blue and brown stones.
Her right arm hung limp at her side; blood dripped from her hanging fingers. Her small frame shook with each ragged breath, her body willing to give out against the strain that was placed upon it. Standing in front of her was a massive shape. Its image hidden by the darkness of the clouds and the falling rain. A bolt of lightning falling to the earth revealed the creatures shape. Rain dripped from its skin which was hard as rock but rippled like a disturbance in the water. Its arms and legs were long and smooth.
Its feet were long and webbed, its left arm was smooth all the way to wrist where a blade extended about 3 feet and curved at the tip. Its right arm was the same shape but where the blade was on the left arm was a fist the size of a small bolder, its knuckles jagged and dripping with a green liquid.
Down its right arm was a long gash that stretched from shoulder down to its forearm. When the lightning flashed in the sky again its skin seemed to be white and black, a gaping hole in its chest. Its face was a white mask that was long, skinny, and rounded like an oval; its teeth were crooked and pointy like a sharks
Its mouth was opening and closing as if it was breathing. "It seems like I will win tonight girl. Even with this injury that you have given me I am still able to rip you apart while you can barely hold your sword." The thing said in a voice that crashed like thunder.
"Brother you will not win tonight. You killed our mother and our little brother. I will make sure there deaths a paid for. You killed them without remembering who they were. You killed them with out mercy." The girl said with a voice meek but fierce. Her arm strained as she managed to raise her sword.
The creature lashed with speed almost as fast a the lightning itself. It knocked the sword from the girls meek hand which then flew in the air and landed a few yards away, stuck in the mud.
As soon as she steadied herself from the blow she jumped back to put some distance between herself and the hollow but she landed wrong. She landed with all her weight on her left foot. In normal, dry conditions this wouldn't of been a problem but the ground was soaked and slippery from the rain. Also her foot landed in a patch of clay causing to slip out from under her. She fell to the ground with enough force to knock the air from her lungs making her gasp in pain. The gasp wasn't just from the fall however. Mud, clay, sand, and salt from the nearby ocean soaked into her wounds. Mud caked her body, hair and clothes giving her the look of someone who had seen better days. Mud, water and blood mixed on the ground as she managed to roll on her back, rain pelting her face and body causing her cuts to sting even more. She cried out against the pain as the rain managed to wash away some of the filth that covered her body.
The hollow walked closer, its webbed feet slapping against the ground splattering mud. Its face loomed over the girls as a deep laugh ripped from its throat. It was if ten thousand nails were drawn across a black board at once, the sound bringing pain to her ears. It glared down at her with empty eyes, a long purple tongue licking its pointed teeth with bits of saliva falling onto the ground. "Before I devour you I wish to know your name." The hollow said with a ear splitting voice. "Hinashi Oro'nyaba" The girl said as she stared at the hollow with eyes that would make the strongest man fall to his knees and beg. "Well Hinashi, I bid you goodbye." The hollow said as he drew back his left hand, the blade gleaming. A wicked smile crossed the hollows face, images of a blood spattered ground and a bloody blade to lick dancing in his head. He drove his arm forward intended on impaling the girl. At the last second the girl rolled out of the way and the blade became in beaded into the ground. A smile that would shame any wide eyed kid crossed her face and a frown that would make a funeral seem happy crossed the hollows. "I see your death here and now." She said. She placed her hand on the ground as the hollow struggled to free its hand. "That which is under the ground, that which holds the remains of our dead, come and bind my foe." The ground started to ripple as if it was water and someone had thrown a rock into it. The earth around the hollow's hand rose up and circled around it's arm. Within seconds its entire arm was covered with rock and earth as it struggled to free its trapped arm, a look of fear crossing its face. "What have you done." It said with its ear retching voice.
All Hinashi could do is smile as she slowly picked her self off the ground. A few yards away her sword that was buried in the mud started to sink into the ground. Soon it was fully covered and disappeared from sight completely. The mud boiled where the sword had been as Hinashi bent down and placed her hand on the ground. He hand sunk into the earth like it was water and she pulled up her sword with her left hand. He eyes shone with new hope and life as she ignored the searing pain coming from the gashes across her body. She walked over to wards the captured hollow.
The hollow continued to struggle as the walk turned into a run and the run turned into a sprint. She shook her sword, cleaning it of any mud and dirt. The filth slid of the sword revealing the silver like blade. She raised the sword high above her head, lightning flashing in the distance. Jumping into the air she borough the sword down into a arc. Just as her sword was bout to hit its mark down the middle of the hollow's head, it's hand broke free from the ground and the blade connected with her sword. The force of the blow threw her back against a tree. With a loud grunt and a thud she fell to the ground, the wind knocked out of her by the impact. The hollow grinned as Hinashi fell to the ground. "See little girl, I am too strong for you. You might as well save yourself some pain and let me kill you now. I promise that it will be quick." The hollow said as it ran its long purple tongue down its blade like arm. Hinashi gazed at the hollow with pure hatred. She may seem small and meek, but she was no little girl.
Her right arm which was still dripping blood from the long slash down her flesh tensed up, her fist balled in anger the knuckles turning white. The hollow frowned at this new development. It realized that if this girl continued to live, it could mean the end of its own life. Charging forward, it sprinted toward Hinashi. Its tongue hung from its mouth, drool dripping to the ground. Hinashi made one simple move. She tossed her sword into the air. Raising her hands, she made three simple but flawless hand signs. Dog, snake, and ox. The ground started to rumble around the approaching hollow making it stop in its tracks. A worried look crossed its face from its memory of its previous encounter with her earth style kido. It glanced around as four small mounds of dirt maybe two feet high rose from the ground.
A deep laugh was head from it as its eyes turned into tiny slits. "Is that all. Is that the best you got. You really are weak." It said as it started to walk toward Hinashi again. Hinashi caught her sword and raised it in front of her. Her arms straight with the point toward the sky and the sharpened edge that was like the face of a rock toward herself. A simple word formed on her lips as she turned the blade which was still pointed up sideways. The wave side pointing right and the rock side pointing left. "Crush." When the last sound of the word left her lips, the ground began to rumble once more. The four mounds rose up. The tops sharpening into points. The hollow only had a moment to realize what this meant as the four points drove themselves into his body. Green blood splattered the ground, trees, and Hinashi. The blood stained her skin and what was left of her kimono. The hollow struggled against the four pillars of rock that impaled his body. With each movement the pillars drove deeper into his skin and more blood sprayed across the field. Hinashi sheathed her sword and walked forward as the hollow stared at her with a face that was begging for pity.
"Wait, you cannot kill your brother." It said with a ragged voice.
"You are not my brother." She said. "You are evil that has tainted my brothers soul. When it is time, I will see him in the afterlife. With that said she drew her sword in a flash, the blade slicing clean through its white mask. The creature screamed in pain as a line of light formed perfectly in the middle of its mask, splitting it in two. Its body started to dissipate and the pillars of rock sank back into the earth. Rainbow pieces of light broke off from the creature as it dissipated into the night air. A young man who's body was like fog stood where the hollow once stood. "Thank you little sister." It said with a mournful voice. "Thank you for ridding me of the evil inside. I must go now. When the time comes I will see you in the afterlife." Hinashi cried out for her older brother as the ghostly figure dissipated altogether leaving nothing but a small pool of green blood. Tears flooded from her eyes as she walked off of the battle field and into the forest.
"Brother!" Hinashi cried out as she sat up in her bed back at the soul society. The memory of that day haunted her for the past 5 years. She wept openly onto her pillow as she went over each and every event, each detail in her mind.
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Your Character
Name (Your Character's Name):Volgana Sakuraba
Nickname :Volgy (don't call him that unless your a close friend.)
Age:23
Gender (Male or Female):Male
Race:Human
Height:6"5
Weight:152
Place of Origin (Where your character was born):Unknown
Place of Residence (Where your character resides now): Unknown
Appearance (Either description or picture is fine): i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa151/azumangafaerie/volgana.jpg
Persona (Good, Evil, Neutral, Evil, Self-Gain, Lawfully Good, Lawfully Evil):Neutral
Class (Occupation/Status of your character):Bodyguard, Mercenary
Alignment :Unknown
Personality (Personality must be at least a paragraph with four to five sentences in good detail Describe your character's life to this point, their history, their childhood, any of that sort):His personality is like that of a floating flower. Cheerful and carefree. He normally is daydreaming lost in his thoughts unless there is a task at hand. He takes his training serious and has spent many a countless nights honing his skills. His normal work ethnic is pretty slack and he normally gets sidetracked from his job. He jokes around a lot and is very flirtatious with girls. He loves to cuddle and spend time with those of the opposite sex. He is always trying to steal a kiss. He can lose himself in a cherry tree. He loves staring at the flowers during blooming season He moves with grace but will jolt around just to hear his bells jingle. He is a fight alcoholic and will always challenge others to a fight no matter what there skill over his. When he fights a hollow he is quiet and try’s to finish the job quick but when he is fighting others he cheerful and joking. He hates to think about complicated matters but will help out with problems that need to be helped with. HIs time as a soilder has made him this way. It fools others into thinking him to be a pushover.
Weapons: i160.photobucket.com/albums/t164/FallenAngelAeon/Blade_of_Lost_Gods.jpg
i65.photobucket.com/albums/h201/Rbecca-Shafer/Anime/Sword.jpg
i142.photobucket.com/albums/r84/Luke_Fon_Fabre/Art/sword.jpg
i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb89/lionhearted_360/sword.jpg
Powers: 1: Western Incantation-Magic powers drawn with words of power and incantations. Most control elements.
2:Blossom control: He is able to control cherry blossom petals at free will.
3: Chi control
Background History: From the time he was born to his 18th birthday, Volgana was trained to be a member of the Kings elite guard. He grew up with his father and mother. His father was the captain of the Kings guards and his mother was the head of the kingdoms magic force. Both his parents came from respective backgrounds, their parents working for the kingdom as long as the records can show. Volgana was trained as a swords man under his fathers hand. Under the careful watch of his dad Volgana honed his sword skill and quickly became the top in his class at the trainers academy. On his 8th birthday, during his ceremony to receive his first sword something odd happened. A assassin disguised as a food monger to serve during the party tried to assassinate the young solider. Before the mans knife could seek his heart he was blown back by a gust of wind and burned by a blue flame. People looked around to see what had happened and saw that the young boy was glowing. Not only did he have his fathers sword skills, but his mothers magic ability's. Quickly he was whisked away to the kingdoms magicacademy and was taught the skills he needed to master his magic abilitys. By day he was taught the skills to become a swords man and by night he was taught the skills needed to be a top magic user. He became the top student in both academy and by his 16th birthday had already Begin to serve in the Kings elite guard. On his 18th birthday he received his sword of choice, his pick being a blue bladed sword. He continued to serve on the Kings elite guard until he turned 23. He started to do freelancing jobs being a mercenary and bodyguard. He even has done a few assassinations.
Other (Anything that our staff may need to know before we accept your character):
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.