Post by Slaner on Apr 22, 2007 9:13:55 GMT -5
Name: Tristran
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Tristran is a loner in the world and fits the look pretty well. He stands about 6'2". He has black oily hair and a small rugged beard along his face. Tristran’s eyes are a shade of dark green. He wears a dark cloak that compliments his stealthy nature.
Personality: Tristran keeps to himself mostly. He will talk to people when he must, but other than that, he is alone in the vast world. If you are able to talk to him, though, he is a kind person. Tristran has always been in tune with nature, which probably lead him to meet up with his eagle companion.
Weapon(s): He carries a long curved sword with elaborate designs along the blade and the hilt. Tristran also has an intricate bow, which has saved his life more than once. He also travels with his deadly eagle friend, Arnon, who has been with him since childhood.
History: For generations, Tristran’s family has been in service to a tyrant of a
. His dominion lies far to the North of Valear. Until Tristran was 17, he served his horrible lord without question, always hoping in the back of his mind that the would fall ill or be forced out of power.
One day, goblins attacked his town and left nothing standing. Tristran and his family hid in a small house on the town’s edge. Cries of his dying kin rang in Tristran’s ears. He could not sit by and watch his people be slaughtered. He took his father’s old sword, ignored his family’s plea to stop, and entered the battle.
The streets were red with blood and bodies were strewn across the ground. Tristran made his way through the maze of alleyways and homes, until he came across a group of goblins stabbing a dead woman’s body. The goblins turned their twisted faces and crooked swords toward Tristran with the thirst of blood in their eyes. Tristran tried to fight the goblins off with his rusted sword, but it was no use. He fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The goblins began hooting and cheering at their victory and circled the boy’s body. Tristran closed his eyes and waited for his inevitable fate. Suddenly, the cheering from the goblins turned into screams of pain. Tristran opened his eyes, still dazed from the battle, and saw the goblins’ bodies laying lifeless on the ground. A dark figure stood before him, and before Tristran to recollect what had happened, he began to fall into a deep sleep.
He awoke and found himself in a forest. A strange man sat in front of him beside a crackling fire.
“Glad to see you are still alive,” the stranger commented.
As Tristran began to rise to his feet, pain shot through his entire body. He quickly fell back to the grassy floor.
“Take it easy,” the man said. “You took some nasty hits back there. It’s a wonder you are still alive.”
Tristran suddenly remembered the goblin attack. He fought the stinging pain and got to his feet once again. “Where are we? Why did you save me? What happened?” Tristran’s rage began taking the best of him. His body began to grow numb and he felt him falling again.
The stranger caught his body and held him there for a moment. “Don’t grow angry at me boy. I’m not the one who destroyed your home.” He placed Tristran back down and began to walk off as Tristran wept.
The man and Tristran traveled together for many years to follow. The man taught Tristran how to use a sword and bow and how to be in harmony with nature. He said that, “If you are able to understand the world, you are able to understand yourself.” Tristran became to understand the world and how nature was. He even found a friend who has been with him ever since. His eagle partner, Arnon.
It has been 5 years since the man who had saved him died, and Tristran finds himself alone in the vast world, trying to find purpose in his life.
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Tristran is a loner in the world and fits the look pretty well. He stands about 6'2". He has black oily hair and a small rugged beard along his face. Tristran’s eyes are a shade of dark green. He wears a dark cloak that compliments his stealthy nature.
Personality: Tristran keeps to himself mostly. He will talk to people when he must, but other than that, he is alone in the vast world. If you are able to talk to him, though, he is a kind person. Tristran has always been in tune with nature, which probably lead him to meet up with his eagle companion.
Weapon(s): He carries a long curved sword with elaborate designs along the blade and the hilt. Tristran also has an intricate bow, which has saved his life more than once. He also travels with his deadly eagle friend, Arnon, who has been with him since childhood.
History: For generations, Tristran’s family has been in service to a tyrant of a
. His dominion lies far to the North of Valear. Until Tristran was 17, he served his horrible lord without question, always hoping in the back of his mind that the would fall ill or be forced out of power.One day, goblins attacked his town and left nothing standing. Tristran and his family hid in a small house on the town’s edge. Cries of his dying kin rang in Tristran’s ears. He could not sit by and watch his people be slaughtered. He took his father’s old sword, ignored his family’s plea to stop, and entered the battle.
The streets were red with blood and bodies were strewn across the ground. Tristran made his way through the maze of alleyways and homes, until he came across a group of goblins stabbing a dead woman’s body. The goblins turned their twisted faces and crooked swords toward Tristran with the thirst of blood in their eyes. Tristran tried to fight the goblins off with his rusted sword, but it was no use. He fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The goblins began hooting and cheering at their victory and circled the boy’s body. Tristran closed his eyes and waited for his inevitable fate. Suddenly, the cheering from the goblins turned into screams of pain. Tristran opened his eyes, still dazed from the battle, and saw the goblins’ bodies laying lifeless on the ground. A dark figure stood before him, and before Tristran to recollect what had happened, he began to fall into a deep sleep.
He awoke and found himself in a forest. A strange man sat in front of him beside a crackling fire.
“Glad to see you are still alive,” the stranger commented.
As Tristran began to rise to his feet, pain shot through his entire body. He quickly fell back to the grassy floor.
“Take it easy,” the man said. “You took some nasty hits back there. It’s a wonder you are still alive.”
Tristran suddenly remembered the goblin attack. He fought the stinging pain and got to his feet once again. “Where are we? Why did you save me? What happened?” Tristran’s rage began taking the best of him. His body began to grow numb and he felt him falling again.
The stranger caught his body and held him there for a moment. “Don’t grow angry at me boy. I’m not the one who destroyed your home.” He placed Tristran back down and began to walk off as Tristran wept.
The man and Tristran traveled together for many years to follow. The man taught Tristran how to use a sword and bow and how to be in harmony with nature. He said that, “If you are able to understand the world, you are able to understand yourself.” Tristran became to understand the world and how nature was. He even found a friend who has been with him ever since. His eagle partner, Arnon.
It has been 5 years since the man who had saved him died, and Tristran finds himself alone in the vast world, trying to find purpose in his life.
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.