Post by fallenangel on Nov 21, 2007 16:27:43 GMT -5
Name: Shea Dunwair
Height: 5'10''
Race: Elf
Age: 16
Eye color: Violet
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Weakness(es): Fire (used against him), girls (like any teenage boy), and things with wings.
Weapons: An oak longbow, with rose-wood made arrows. Also has a sword with a hilt made of topaz colored metal. The hilt sides are shaped and fashioned like wings, with a yellow gem encrusted in the hilt.
Other appearance: Wearing a black leather, sleevless vest over mithril undershirt with tan, bull-hide pants. Boots are made of the same material as the shirt. Complexion is tan, and sharp. As an elf, his body type is thin, but can match a strong man. *A scar runs from his right shoulder, down to his left hip*(more information in History).
SilverFirePhoenix.deviantart.com/art/Shea-70194604
Personality: Very quiet, only speaks when spoken to, and then he only speaks in clipped sentances. But if befriended, is he very outgoing and almost spastic. Can be a pushover.
History: Shea was born and raised in an elven village, until raiders came and tore it down. As a seven year old, he watched as raiders cut down his family and set his home aflame... with him still inside. Shea leaped from his hiding place, and out of the burning building. But raiders were right outside his door. One kicked the elven boy down, and slashed his sword along his chest*, before running, leaving Shea bleeding and for dead.
Shea woke up in a hut, aching and bandaged from neck to waist. By his bedside were a pile of bloodied bandages. His savior was an old warrior, whom later taught the elf how to fight with a bow and sword.
Shea lived out his remaining childhood with the warrior, and grew stronger with weapons and magic. He was taught how to ride a horse, getting his own stallion, Arsion.
Living through his pre-teen and early years in the secluded home of the old warrior, Shea had a vision of a prison, which held none other than his assumed-dead mother. He retold his vision to the old warrior, who taught him the last thing that the man could teach: Divine Fury**(See Magic/Powers). Later that night, the warrior died in his sleep.
Upon the death of his master, Shea mounted Arsion and left in search of the prison.
Magic/Powers:
Heal-- Heals minor wounds
Elven Speed-- Can move faster than normal men
Shadow Shift-- Can, literally, melt into the shadows. A good stealth attack.
Infernal Wrath-- Can call up the fires of the netherworld. This is one of the two major energy draining attacks. Maximum attack is five targets
Divine Fury-- Can call down the light of the gods. This is one of the two major energy draining attacks. More powerful and effective than Infernal Wrath. Maximum attack is seven targets.
Lightning-- can transmit lightning from his sword. Maximum attack is two targets.
Items
Mithril shirt
Sword/sheath
Bow/quiver
Money pouch
Height: 5'10''
Race: Elf
Age: 16
Eye color: Violet
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Weakness(es): Fire (used against him), girls (like any teenage boy), and things with wings.
Weapons: An oak longbow, with rose-wood made arrows. Also has a sword with a hilt made of topaz colored metal. The hilt sides are shaped and fashioned like wings, with a yellow gem encrusted in the hilt.
Other appearance: Wearing a black leather, sleevless vest over mithril undershirt with tan, bull-hide pants. Boots are made of the same material as the shirt. Complexion is tan, and sharp. As an elf, his body type is thin, but can match a strong man. *A scar runs from his right shoulder, down to his left hip*(more information in History).
SilverFirePhoenix.deviantart.com/art/Shea-70194604
Personality: Very quiet, only speaks when spoken to, and then he only speaks in clipped sentances. But if befriended, is he very outgoing and almost spastic. Can be a pushover.
History: Shea was born and raised in an elven village, until raiders came and tore it down. As a seven year old, he watched as raiders cut down his family and set his home aflame... with him still inside. Shea leaped from his hiding place, and out of the burning building. But raiders were right outside his door. One kicked the elven boy down, and slashed his sword along his chest*, before running, leaving Shea bleeding and for dead.
Shea woke up in a hut, aching and bandaged from neck to waist. By his bedside were a pile of bloodied bandages. His savior was an old warrior, whom later taught the elf how to fight with a bow and sword.
Shea lived out his remaining childhood with the warrior, and grew stronger with weapons and magic. He was taught how to ride a horse, getting his own stallion, Arsion.
Living through his pre-teen and early years in the secluded home of the old warrior, Shea had a vision of a prison, which held none other than his assumed-dead mother. He retold his vision to the old warrior, who taught him the last thing that the man could teach: Divine Fury**(See Magic/Powers). Later that night, the warrior died in his sleep.
Upon the death of his master, Shea mounted Arsion and left in search of the prison.
Magic/Powers:
Heal-- Heals minor wounds
Elven Speed-- Can move faster than normal men
Shadow Shift-- Can, literally, melt into the shadows. A good stealth attack.
Infernal Wrath-- Can call up the fires of the netherworld. This is one of the two major energy draining attacks. Maximum attack is five targets
Divine Fury-- Can call down the light of the gods. This is one of the two major energy draining attacks. More powerful and effective than Infernal Wrath. Maximum attack is seven targets.
Lightning-- can transmit lightning from his sword. Maximum attack is two targets.
Items
Mithril shirt
Sword/sheath
Bow/quiver
Money pouch
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.