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Sponsor |  ferretsgames | Dec 10, 2007 2:12pm | Introduce your character here then join in the game thread.
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My name is Kaar Urik.
I am human rogue, fairly tall and agile I can move swiftly when I have to,
skilled in lockpicking, knife throwing and have the ability to blend into the shadows.
No fear of heights, can communicate with some animals but hate spiders.
I travel light relying on my hunting and thieving skills to get what I need, fiercly loyal to my friends I would never steal from them. |
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Sponsor | | Sandi-Jane | Dec 10, 2007 2:24pm | I am Shaidonn Galar (alhough many fools in passing have named me Shai for short)
I was a product of the Third House of Eldonreach; my days there were short (cast away like a cad, peh!). I was neither welcome there as I am not welcome anywhere... You can see from my complexion that my breeding is not of high elf acceptance! My father was a dark elf... a master of illusion; my mother, not much can be said of her... she was tricked into love, believing all the while that her courter was a great high elf... lest to say he was not. I am the by-product of this affair. An unwanted child, somones mistake!
I have no homeland, but have made many homes. Always on the move, thats me... The illusion runs stale after a while, I get bored... there is not much you can do when living a lie... So I have set out to become an adventurer... or just to have a bit of fun.
As for my skills, there is a lot I am unsure of. I know I have more, but I need to learn how to harness them, but for now I will settle with my illusions and manipulation... The rest may come. |
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|  mprsflame | Dec 12, 2007 4:27pm | Name: Alexis
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Hgt: 5'10"
Wgt: 187
Trade: Fighter
Background:
Alexis had just turned 21 when her parents were killed in a house fire. Now she is alone in the world. She use to beat all the boys of the town where she grew up so it seemed only natural that she should enter into the Fighter's Guild of the nearest city. Now she is out in the world to prove her self-worth.
Physical Description:
Tall and muscular for a female, dressed in an olive green tunic under dark leather armor, dark brown pants tucked into calf-high light brown soft boots. At her waist is a thin belt that supports her purse and a long sword. On her back is her backpack that holds her small amount of belongings: a change of clothes and rations. Waist-long black hair worn braided down her back and tied with a thick leather thong. Alexis has deep brown eyes and a soft golden tan color to her skin. |
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Sponsor | | kitakami | Dec 13, 2007 9:17am | I am Murgun Grimarkson, once of the Bloody Bones hradani.
My family were petty nobility under the old regime, but when Churnazh and his cronies usurped the throne, we and others fell from favor.
The King's son took my sister by force and I cut him to collops for the insult. The Royal guard, ordered to arrest me, fell upon my father's house and though I was not even present slew every member of my family. Not without cost to themselves. To keep his son's perfidy from becoming common knowledge, I was outlawed. Now I wander, waiting for the chance to avenge my kindred...
At 6'-10", I am tall for a Bloody Bones. I have not yet found a horse to bear my weight, as hradani are heavier for their bulk than humans. When the Rage takes me, no one I have met can stand before me. I do not court it, as there are no friends or foes when the Rage claims a hradani, only targets. Other than my size, the single distinguishing feature of hradani is our mobile, foxlike ears.
I am armed with a two-handed sword, beard-ax, dirk and crossbow. With them I make my living-whether as guard or soldier it matters not. |
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|  LuridHope | Dec 14, 2007 7:59am | Ozwald was born into military prestige. His Father Ryslan Vangard is captian of the Kings Royal Archers of Roxlindale, the ever present last line of defense atop Roxlindale's stark fortified walls.
Ozwald resented the grueling and often cruel training of his youth. Though skilled with rapier and bow, he spent every free moment plying the strings of an old lute he once found in one of the many various citadel towers.
He has long since left those cold impenetrable walls to seek musicianship, commeradery, and coins.
He is clothed in a thick motley patchwork of battle worn leather and canvas. Though carrying no pack he seems burdened, not only by a multitude of various trinkets and tools hidden in the folds of his attire, but by a troubling past... and possibly magic. |
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Sponsor | | kadanis | May 17, 4:01pm | Mah name is Dirk ...Dirk O'hara...ah was born a child of the streets, an let me tell you this ...ah have seen things that would make ya hair curl...if it aint already. Ah'm not a nice guy...anything for profit...ah'm lost now ah've lost ta peaple ah travel with and need ta find them again.
ah have many titles ah have picked up...looking at me ya would think ah was dragged up...but ahm bloody usefull wit what ah do ...but hay ya will get to know me...if ah let ya (smarmy grin) |
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