Post by blodhgarm on Apr 10, 2009 18:12:47 GMT -5
Your username:Blodhgarm
Character's name: Milo Blodghbrun (trying to say Blood brow)
Character's age:100(born the last day of Agaetí Blödhren)
Character's attitude:Milo is a good elf(surprising huh). He loves to have fun and to be free. Like all elves he has a deep care for all animals and creatures yet sometimes takes it a little to far. He is witty, intelligent, loving, yet can be stern and forceful when he has to.
Character's Race:Elf
Character's appearance: True from: Milo is six foot two and is very thin. He is all sinew and whipcord muscles without and ounce of fat. He has short brown hair cut just above his ears. Also he has light brown eyes that seem to dart around curiously all the time. The clothes he wears are exactly like Alladdin's with the purple vest and the billowy white pants and no shoes. He carries nothing else except for wine and some fruit.
False Appearance 1: Brom with a dark cloak all around him.
False Appearance 2: Basically his true form except humanized.
Character's allegiance: All yet none and Eragon.
Weapons: A staff made of a mist blue metal and magically warded so it wouldn't break or dent. His body though is his greatest weapon. Magic is also a weapon yet he doesn't exactly look kindly on those who use it to much.
Other Info: During his birth it seems he was gifted with memories of the past. He can recount hundreds of stories from all races and as he grew up he read more and more of each races history giving him a good knowledge on each. He loves to drink wine ever since he tried it around fifty.
History: During his birth it seems the magic in the air effected him and gifted him with memories of the past much like what is in a dragon's mind. For the first couple years after his broth all that came out of his mouth were stories of each and every race as he rocked back in forth in some type of trance.
Soon though he seemed to regain control of his body and lived the life of a normal elf though he had to hide due to Galbatorix taking over and the elves running away.
The next three decades have Milo training in all the arts: Fighting, poetry, song, magic, and more. He went about every task with some unknown thirst. He craved knowledge in all subjects and all he cared for were his studies and the life around him.
At the age of thirty three during a little trip out into the forest Milo was playing around with a couple daggers juggling them and tossing them around. He throws one at a tree he sees out of the corner of his eyes but due to his laziness it goes a little to the right and strikes a rabbit who hopped out of the bushes.
Milo went into a ten year exile at that point since his mind had been open at the point of the rabbits death and he had felt the creatures pain and confusion. When he came out he said he would never fight with any bladed weapon ever again which led to his using the staff.
After another three decades Milo left the forest to travel Alagasiea. He started out as a story teller and hedge wizard and used a picture of Brom he had seen on a wall as his likeness. After years of doing that he also became a fire juggler and many such things as he made his elven form more human.
His father was a seer before and dabbled in some fortune telling and a during the Agaetí Blödhren he told Milo that he was to become the body guard and friend of Eragon Shadeslayer. Milo accepted it but said he would still travel for a little while.
Role Play Sample:
"My kids loved your show and I would be happy to pay you for your performance." The lady held out two crowns smiling slightly as she tussled the hair of a beaming boy.
"Thank you mam but I have no need of money. I have all I want in life at the moment." He smiled and waved her away as she tried to force the money on him. He waved good bye to all the other kids and their parents and then hobbled away heading south heading for Surda. This had been his last town on his trip to Surda and know he would be heading to Eragon soon enough.
Milo looked up at the sky as the shadows all around started to lengthen. He then looked back at the city still in sight for a human. Shaking his head as he continued to hobble leaning on the iron staff with one hand and his other scratching through the fake beard illusion. As soon as night set and he was out of site from the city he would begin his elven run. "It is almost time to meet the starter of all this commotion."
Character's name: Milo Blodghbrun (trying to say Blood brow)
Character's age:100(born the last day of Agaetí Blödhren)
Character's attitude:Milo is a good elf(surprising huh). He loves to have fun and to be free. Like all elves he has a deep care for all animals and creatures yet sometimes takes it a little to far. He is witty, intelligent, loving, yet can be stern and forceful when he has to.
Character's Race:Elf
Character's appearance: True from: Milo is six foot two and is very thin. He is all sinew and whipcord muscles without and ounce of fat. He has short brown hair cut just above his ears. Also he has light brown eyes that seem to dart around curiously all the time. The clothes he wears are exactly like Alladdin's with the purple vest and the billowy white pants and no shoes. He carries nothing else except for wine and some fruit.
False Appearance 1: Brom with a dark cloak all around him.
False Appearance 2: Basically his true form except humanized.
Character's allegiance: All yet none and Eragon.
Weapons: A staff made of a mist blue metal and magically warded so it wouldn't break or dent. His body though is his greatest weapon. Magic is also a weapon yet he doesn't exactly look kindly on those who use it to much.
Other Info: During his birth it seems he was gifted with memories of the past. He can recount hundreds of stories from all races and as he grew up he read more and more of each races history giving him a good knowledge on each. He loves to drink wine ever since he tried it around fifty.
History: During his birth it seems the magic in the air effected him and gifted him with memories of the past much like what is in a dragon's mind. For the first couple years after his broth all that came out of his mouth were stories of each and every race as he rocked back in forth in some type of trance.
Soon though he seemed to regain control of his body and lived the life of a normal elf though he had to hide due to Galbatorix taking over and the elves running away.
The next three decades have Milo training in all the arts: Fighting, poetry, song, magic, and more. He went about every task with some unknown thirst. He craved knowledge in all subjects and all he cared for were his studies and the life around him.
At the age of thirty three during a little trip out into the forest Milo was playing around with a couple daggers juggling them and tossing them around. He throws one at a tree he sees out of the corner of his eyes but due to his laziness it goes a little to the right and strikes a rabbit who hopped out of the bushes.
Milo went into a ten year exile at that point since his mind had been open at the point of the rabbits death and he had felt the creatures pain and confusion. When he came out he said he would never fight with any bladed weapon ever again which led to his using the staff.
After another three decades Milo left the forest to travel Alagasiea. He started out as a story teller and hedge wizard and used a picture of Brom he had seen on a wall as his likeness. After years of doing that he also became a fire juggler and many such things as he made his elven form more human.
His father was a seer before and dabbled in some fortune telling and a during the Agaetí Blödhren he told Milo that he was to become the body guard and friend of Eragon Shadeslayer. Milo accepted it but said he would still travel for a little while.
Role Play Sample:
"My kids loved your show and I would be happy to pay you for your performance." The lady held out two crowns smiling slightly as she tussled the hair of a beaming boy.
"Thank you mam but I have no need of money. I have all I want in life at the moment." He smiled and waved her away as she tried to force the money on him. He waved good bye to all the other kids and their parents and then hobbled away heading south heading for Surda. This had been his last town on his trip to Surda and know he would be heading to Eragon soon enough.
Milo looked up at the sky as the shadows all around started to lengthen. He then looked back at the city still in sight for a human. Shaking his head as he continued to hobble leaning on the iron staff with one hand and his other scratching through the fake beard illusion. As soon as night set and he was out of site from the city he would begin his elven run. "It is almost time to meet the starter of all this commotion."
You might want to run your bodyguard ideal by JB though, since she plays Eragon. 
