Post by blodhgarm on Dec 22, 2008 12:01:46 GMT -5
Your username:Blodhgarm
Character's name:Terezz
Character's age:? looks around 20-25
Character's attitude:He is angry for some reason he can't remember.He hates most people as soon as he meets them since he thinks they are either disgusted with him or hate him back.He is cunning,spiteful,completely feral,if he can control his anger he can be charming, he is blunt and to the point most of the time and can be seen in countless bar fights.
Character's Race:Kull/Elf(I have a good story for this and this is an important part of the character).
Character's appearance:Clothes-Just like Hie he has a long billowing cloak that is viciously above his shoulders.under the cloak is a strong breastplate made of a back substance.He wears long black breeches that you can't see under the cloak.
Face/eyes/Hair-He has a pale white face with dark golden hair that appears like a mane over his head instead of the usual elven way.
His eyes are a blazing black/silver that seem to analyze every movement you make.His canines and nails are partially larger and sharper than normal because of his Kull blood.
Body-He is broader than any normal elf but only 6'3".
Character's allegiance: He just joined the Empire considering he lost most of his memory.
Weapons:A sleek sword that is a deep blood red that is decorated with pictures of death and destruction(named Terezz's Law).This is strapped to his back but he also has another plain long sword on his left hip and a dagger on his right with throwing knives on his black boots.
Other Info:He doesn't know he is part Kull or anything else except his name,how to fight which is more of and elaborate yet deadly dance when you see it, and that he knew magic when he woke up in the desert but its improved under Galbatorix's service.He has a habit of picking his teeth and nails with his dagger ot he juggles them just to give his hands something to do.
History:His mom was traveling through the Hadarac desert and blindly came into the territory of a large Urgal tribe.She ran for hours on her horse but they had many Kull who after the horse collapsed from extent time in the desert caught her, and later after keeping her prisoner, ravaged her.
Unknowing to the Kulls she was pregnant after the normal time she gave birth to him and she died.They took him in until he was old enough to live on his own they let him go, but only after the shaman erased his memory.
He woke up parched and hungry in the desert.He hunted and fended for himself until he came upon the Empire which he joined.Now he is whatever the king wants him to be(assassin,agent for business,etc.).
Role Play Sample: Terezz rode swiftly from Uru'baen heading to Surda for another mission.He listed everything he needed to do as he rode;find a new leak to take Kertz's place, get info from Kertz the merchant then kill Kertz.
Terezz ran over the Varden rooftops not making a distinguishable sound to the people under him.He stopped above two people who he believed where Kertz and his apprentice.He watched as Kertz nervously fingered the note that held the Varden's latest happenings.
"Good job," he whispered as he jumped behind him with his cloak billowing and his dagger ripped threw his ribs and lung.The merchant fell gasping and then he faced the other person who was shriveled up in a ball cringing at the site of the pool of blood spilling out.
"You aren't Kertz's apprentice," he growled as he knew he was forewarned.recognition crossed his face and on instinct his dagger flew down the alley and struck the person coming down.He fell with a gurgling sound.He pulled out Terezz's Law and black flames eerily covered him and his body as more thugs came down the alley.He slowed his heart so it seemed to stop and as they foolishly charged him he spun, jumped,slashed as more and more fell into pieces.
He carried the last thug by his throat as he ran from alley to alley as he came upon the hiding spot.He threw the man through the door and brought his now clean blade out.
"You better have my letter and a reason," his icy words cut through the silence as he walked in.They both sat their huddled together as if that would save them.He shook his head and brought his sword up........
Character's name:Terezz
Character's age:? looks around 20-25
Character's attitude:He is angry for some reason he can't remember.He hates most people as soon as he meets them since he thinks they are either disgusted with him or hate him back.He is cunning,spiteful,completely feral,if he can control his anger he can be charming, he is blunt and to the point most of the time and can be seen in countless bar fights.
Character's Race:Kull/Elf(I have a good story for this and this is an important part of the character).
Character's appearance:Clothes-Just like Hie he has a long billowing cloak that is viciously above his shoulders.under the cloak is a strong breastplate made of a back substance.He wears long black breeches that you can't see under the cloak.
Face/eyes/Hair-He has a pale white face with dark golden hair that appears like a mane over his head instead of the usual elven way.
His eyes are a blazing black/silver that seem to analyze every movement you make.His canines and nails are partially larger and sharper than normal because of his Kull blood.
Body-He is broader than any normal elf but only 6'3".
Character's allegiance: He just joined the Empire considering he lost most of his memory.
Weapons:A sleek sword that is a deep blood red that is decorated with pictures of death and destruction(named Terezz's Law).This is strapped to his back but he also has another plain long sword on his left hip and a dagger on his right with throwing knives on his black boots.
Other Info:He doesn't know he is part Kull or anything else except his name,how to fight which is more of and elaborate yet deadly dance when you see it, and that he knew magic when he woke up in the desert but its improved under Galbatorix's service.He has a habit of picking his teeth and nails with his dagger ot he juggles them just to give his hands something to do.
History:His mom was traveling through the Hadarac desert and blindly came into the territory of a large Urgal tribe.She ran for hours on her horse but they had many Kull who after the horse collapsed from extent time in the desert caught her, and later after keeping her prisoner, ravaged her.
Unknowing to the Kulls she was pregnant after the normal time she gave birth to him and she died.They took him in until he was old enough to live on his own they let him go, but only after the shaman erased his memory.
He woke up parched and hungry in the desert.He hunted and fended for himself until he came upon the Empire which he joined.Now he is whatever the king wants him to be(assassin,agent for business,etc.).
Role Play Sample: Terezz rode swiftly from Uru'baen heading to Surda for another mission.He listed everything he needed to do as he rode;find a new leak to take Kertz's place, get info from Kertz the merchant then kill Kertz.
Terezz ran over the Varden rooftops not making a distinguishable sound to the people under him.He stopped above two people who he believed where Kertz and his apprentice.He watched as Kertz nervously fingered the note that held the Varden's latest happenings.
"Good job," he whispered as he jumped behind him with his cloak billowing and his dagger ripped threw his ribs and lung.The merchant fell gasping and then he faced the other person who was shriveled up in a ball cringing at the site of the pool of blood spilling out.
"You aren't Kertz's apprentice," he growled as he knew he was forewarned.recognition crossed his face and on instinct his dagger flew down the alley and struck the person coming down.He fell with a gurgling sound.He pulled out Terezz's Law and black flames eerily covered him and his body as more thugs came down the alley.He slowed his heart so it seemed to stop and as they foolishly charged him he spun, jumped,slashed as more and more fell into pieces.
He carried the last thug by his throat as he ran from alley to alley as he came upon the hiding spot.He threw the man through the door and brought his now clean blade out.
"You better have my letter and a reason," his icy words cut through the silence as he walked in.They both sat their huddled together as if that would save them.He shook his head and brought his sword up........
