Post by murawt on Apr 4, 2010 21:38:10 GMT -5
Name: Beliel Traiton
Age: 22
Race: Human
Physical Description:
Height: Beliel stands at 6' 4". Tallest in his family.
Weight: Without his armor on, Beliel weights around 198 lbs.
Facial Features: Beliel has short, shaggy brown hair that hang over his eyebrows, sometimes getting into his eyes. His eyes are a bright, fanit blue, but if you just took a quick glance at them, you would swear they were pure white. His eyes are slightly narrow, but look normal. His nose is slightly sloped up at the end, which shows the inside of his nostrils a slight amount. He has a average sized mouth, with a scar going diagnally from right to left. He received the scar from a close brush with death from a group of bandits.
Physical Features: Beliel is of Caucasian decent, which means he is white. He has an athletic build, which is like slight muscle. Just enough to make him agile. He wears a leather jerkin with iron sholder plates. He wears iron greaves on his shins and leather boots. He's not that protected, but what he lacks in protection, he makes up in skill.
Personality: Beliel is the kind of guy to ask questions first and strike later. He tries to find a reason behind everthing his oppoenets do before resorting to violence, but that's doesn't mean he will strike second. It takes time to gain Beliel's trust, but once you have it, you have someone who would rather die then watch you get impaled if he can help it.
History: As a young biy, Beliel was to follow the family business of being a merchant. He enjoyed seeing other lands, but didn't like tricking people into buying crap, and only selling the good stock to the higher class customers. He would secretly sell everyone thaat came to his families wagon the good stock, while throwing the sub-par stock out. He was caught one day and abandoned by his family the next morning in the middle of a forest path. This began his trust issues with people.
The next few years he spent surviving on his own, avoiding bandit camps in the forest, hunting and gathering food, and making anything his found a shelter from the elements. At the age of eighteen, he was found by a mercenary group that was sent out to find somekind of treasure in a set of ruins in the forest. He was taught how to use a sword to defend himself and stuck with the group until he was twenty, to which point thhey threw him out upon suspision he was a spy for some other group.
Beliel has been travelling the land for two years, helping all he found needy enough for his help, and survining off the land. He will stop in towns and rest when he needs to.
((I'm getting a little tired. If you have any problems with it, I will be more then happy to tweak them tomorrow when I am more alert and mu brain juces are flowing more.))
Age: 22
Race: Human
Physical Description:
Height: Beliel stands at 6' 4". Tallest in his family.
Weight: Without his armor on, Beliel weights around 198 lbs.
Facial Features: Beliel has short, shaggy brown hair that hang over his eyebrows, sometimes getting into his eyes. His eyes are a bright, fanit blue, but if you just took a quick glance at them, you would swear they were pure white. His eyes are slightly narrow, but look normal. His nose is slightly sloped up at the end, which shows the inside of his nostrils a slight amount. He has a average sized mouth, with a scar going diagnally from right to left. He received the scar from a close brush with death from a group of bandits.
Physical Features: Beliel is of Caucasian decent, which means he is white. He has an athletic build, which is like slight muscle. Just enough to make him agile. He wears a leather jerkin with iron sholder plates. He wears iron greaves on his shins and leather boots. He's not that protected, but what he lacks in protection, he makes up in skill.
Personality: Beliel is the kind of guy to ask questions first and strike later. He tries to find a reason behind everthing his oppoenets do before resorting to violence, but that's doesn't mean he will strike second. It takes time to gain Beliel's trust, but once you have it, you have someone who would rather die then watch you get impaled if he can help it.
History: As a young biy, Beliel was to follow the family business of being a merchant. He enjoyed seeing other lands, but didn't like tricking people into buying crap, and only selling the good stock to the higher class customers. He would secretly sell everyone thaat came to his families wagon the good stock, while throwing the sub-par stock out. He was caught one day and abandoned by his family the next morning in the middle of a forest path. This began his trust issues with people.
The next few years he spent surviving on his own, avoiding bandit camps in the forest, hunting and gathering food, and making anything his found a shelter from the elements. At the age of eighteen, he was found by a mercenary group that was sent out to find somekind of treasure in a set of ruins in the forest. He was taught how to use a sword to defend himself and stuck with the group until he was twenty, to which point thhey threw him out upon suspision he was a spy for some other group.
Beliel has been travelling the land for two years, helping all he found needy enough for his help, and survining off the land. He will stop in towns and rest when he needs to.
((I'm getting a little tired. If you have any problems with it, I will be more then happy to tweak them tomorrow when I am more alert and mu brain juces are flowing more.))
, for the land, for the mountains.
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.