Post by Ravthorn on Dec 21, 2006 13:53:31 GMT -5
Name: Ravthorn
Age: 18
Race: Defeated Angel (A human with one wing basically)
Physical Description: Ravthorn is a tall handsome young man. He stands at around 6' 2" and is fairly light. He has soft ice blue eyes that can pierce even the strongest of boundaries. His shaggy silver hair hangs down over his eyes loosly, covering his blue eyes from those who wish not to see them. He has a strong build and is somewhat muscular. A small silver ring can be seen hanging from the right side of his bottom lip. He is often seen wearing black pants, a black shirt, and a long black travelers cloak. He often has the hood up over his head so that all that is visible of his face is his silver bangs.
Personality: Ravthron is unsure of anything and everything that he meets or does. Inside, he knows not to trust anyone ever, no matter how nice or compassionate. He has occasionally questioned this feeling, but has never prevailed in succeeding to trust anyone. The only things he has trusted since his parent's deaths were his blades, his bow, and his pet snake and horse. He is a deadly opponent in battle, but a loyal ally as well.
History: Ravthorn was born and raised in the trading city of Teshnad in a fairly wealthy division. He always had nice clothes and food to eat and couldn't complain about anything. On his 7th birthday, Ravthorn was given his war horse, Shadow. He seemed to be living a nice, peacful life until a new teenager came to the city. He had come to his house, clad in a black cape and hood, and had asked him to leave them in privacy for "business matters". They were in the meeting room for a few hours and finally the boy emerged from the room. He had a grim smile across his face, but Rav never figured out what it was about. That is, until he entered the meeting room and saw his parents, slaughtered grossly on the floor. There were signs that they had put up a fight, but lost. That night, Rav packed his things and ran away, never to return again. His destiny? To find the man who killed his parents and kill him. He has spent basically his entire life searching for the man, and is very close to finding him.
Weapons: Rav has a Veithium wood longbow with elegant leave carvings in the bow. It's string is made of durable, trusty horse hair and he makes his own arrows with sticks and branches he finds in the woods. The arrowheads are shapped rocks which he works on during his free time.
His bow is the first on the left
He also owns a battle longsword, which he carries with him at all times. His battle sword is long and very shiney. He constantly polishes the sword so that it won't rust anytime soon. He takes very good care of his sword and loves it as if it were a person.
His Battle Longsword
His two elven longswords are often strapped to his back, right in front of his quiver. He rarely uses the elven longswords, but when he does, he is deadly. He mainly uses them for very close combat and if his battle sword is unobtainable at the time. He often polishes them as well, though not as often as his battle sword.
Elven Longswords
Age: 18
Race: Defeated Angel (A human with one wing basically)
Physical Description: Ravthorn is a tall handsome young man. He stands at around 6' 2" and is fairly light. He has soft ice blue eyes that can pierce even the strongest of boundaries. His shaggy silver hair hangs down over his eyes loosly, covering his blue eyes from those who wish not to see them. He has a strong build and is somewhat muscular. A small silver ring can be seen hanging from the right side of his bottom lip. He is often seen wearing black pants, a black shirt, and a long black travelers cloak. He often has the hood up over his head so that all that is visible of his face is his silver bangs.
Personality: Ravthron is unsure of anything and everything that he meets or does. Inside, he knows not to trust anyone ever, no matter how nice or compassionate. He has occasionally questioned this feeling, but has never prevailed in succeeding to trust anyone. The only things he has trusted since his parent's deaths were his blades, his bow, and his pet snake and horse. He is a deadly opponent in battle, but a loyal ally as well.
History: Ravthorn was born and raised in the trading city of Teshnad in a fairly wealthy division. He always had nice clothes and food to eat and couldn't complain about anything. On his 7th birthday, Ravthorn was given his war horse, Shadow. He seemed to be living a nice, peacful life until a new teenager came to the city. He had come to his house, clad in a black cape and hood, and had asked him to leave them in privacy for "business matters". They were in the meeting room for a few hours and finally the boy emerged from the room. He had a grim smile across his face, but Rav never figured out what it was about. That is, until he entered the meeting room and saw his parents, slaughtered grossly on the floor. There were signs that they had put up a fight, but lost. That night, Rav packed his things and ran away, never to return again. His destiny? To find the man who killed his parents and kill him. He has spent basically his entire life searching for the man, and is very close to finding him.
Weapons: Rav has a Veithium wood longbow with elegant leave carvings in the bow. It's string is made of durable, trusty horse hair and he makes his own arrows with sticks and branches he finds in the woods. The arrowheads are shapped rocks which he works on during his free time.
His bow is the first on the left
He also owns a battle longsword, which he carries with him at all times. His battle sword is long and very shiney. He constantly polishes the sword so that it won't rust anytime soon. He takes very good care of his sword and loves it as if it were a person.
His Battle Longsword
His two elven longswords are often strapped to his back, right in front of his quiver. He rarely uses the elven longswords, but when he does, he is deadly. He mainly uses them for very close combat and if his battle sword is unobtainable at the time. He often polishes them as well, though not as often as his battle sword.
Elven Longswords
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.