Post by blodhgarm on Sept 2, 2009 20:39:45 GMT -5
occ: Yes I did name him after myself
Your username:Blodhgarm
Character's name: Tayvonne(new name) Lelik(old)
Character's age: 16(didn't want him my age)
Character's attitude: Innocence. Something a shade doesn't normally posses but one of his most defining characteristics. Evil and darkness does not stick on him as everything he does that is bad in any way(murder) he automatically forgets within a few minutes. Always with the smiles and laughs you can almost think Tayvonne has no worries and is just an average five year even at sixteen. He love hopping around on his feet and singing and humming even though he doesn't have a voice. Jumping, climbing, and flying from branch to branch are things he loves. He'd rather be in the air than on the ground and whenever he is forced to come down he gets one of those false frowns and tries to make you feel guilty.
While it appears to be just fun and games when he doesn't know anyone is watching a dark, sullen, and pained look crossed his face as all the pains of life show their effect. Though he isn't ancient the being inside him is and gives him more knowledge than any young teenager should have. Though whenever he feels eyes upon him that same crazy smile pops up and it seems as if his sadness was just your imagination. This sadness and pain flows over to rage and when fighting or riled up he can suddenly slip into a fighting frenzy though it makes him black out and he remembers nothing.
He loves his games and tries to enjoy life to the fullest. The bad thing is that when he plays another person gets hurt. He loves to set traps around the ground and watch people stumble in them or gamble and play a game of cards(where he cheats). He gets fun where he can and if someone gets hurt it doesn't weigh his shoulders down.
Character's Race: Human Shade
Character's appearance: www.bromart.com/images/Peter%20branch%20web.jpg
www.bromart.com/images/Peter%20web1.jpg
Five Eight.
Character's allegiance: In the varden at the moment but he is neutral.
Weapons: One butcher sickle, two daggers like the one in the pic. www.porsimo.net/3d/images/axes2.jpg Tayvonne loves his axes and can normally be seen with either to small handheld axes or two long handled axes.
Other Info: You'd be surprised how many people want to kill him and don't want to be his friend. With no friends he decided to create his own and is often walking around with illusions he made himself. He has two guy friends and one girl. They all have their quirks and personalities that are as unique as any normal human.
History: Not much happened in his short normal life. His earliest memory is of a smile but of who's he can never tell. Its just something giant and warm and probably has to do with how he acts now cause the rest of his life isn't as great. Since he was able he was sent to work to earn cash. Be it the smallest errand to something that left him exhausted and begging for sleep. With so much work and weariness in his life happiness was something he had to make and all his struggles something he wanted to forget and he forced to himself to. Whenever he was able he'd listen in on bards, watch dancers and harlequins, and just smile and have a good time. No one wants to live a life of sadness and him least of all.
A small part of the Spine was near his village and with a day from all work the ventured out and stumbled upon a dark sorcerer. The man cajoled Tayvonne into participating in a little game and being the fool he was he allowed the man to do what he wanted. Feeling confident the sorcerer Derron called upon the Kaylayn of the spirit world trying to use Tayvonne as a sacrifice but instead the spirit went inside Tayvonne and once he was fully possessed he killed the man and walked on not going back to his home.
Role Play Sample:
Light filtered through the green leaves of and overhanging branch and a large smile turned up covered sky. Green, blue, and yellow all such beautiful colors though they lacked his favorite. Red. His eyes and hair burned brightly with crimson and as he launched to another branch giggling the light made his hair flare like a small flame. What brought a small smile to his face though was the small bunny running away in fear as his shadow cooled the sun and blocked the light above it warning the creature to his presence. The frown quickly flipped back to a smile as he raised his index fnger and started making the noise," Brisingr." At the end he would add a small fwoosh and giggle as a shot of red fire flew from his finger and burned whatever it attached to and danced prettily for him.
Standing up he stopped his magic and started dancing on a branch swaying to the dancing flames until he unsheathed the two small handled axes at his back and jumped again butinstead of moving away from the flames he leaped to them. The fire was to pretty to ignore and the Voice inside his head was telling him he'd be inside a gaint camp soon so he had to have less fun. But the Voice said Carlem, Misa, and Rubert were still allowed. He wouldn't listen if his friends couldn't come. They laughed at his jokes and loved his games. Just like the fire and the Voice they listened.
Your username:Blodhgarm
Character's name: Tayvonne(new name) Lelik(old)
Character's age: 16(didn't want him my age)
Character's attitude: Innocence. Something a shade doesn't normally posses but one of his most defining characteristics. Evil and darkness does not stick on him as everything he does that is bad in any way(murder) he automatically forgets within a few minutes. Always with the smiles and laughs you can almost think Tayvonne has no worries and is just an average five year even at sixteen. He love hopping around on his feet and singing and humming even though he doesn't have a voice. Jumping, climbing, and flying from branch to branch are things he loves. He'd rather be in the air than on the ground and whenever he is forced to come down he gets one of those false frowns and tries to make you feel guilty.
While it appears to be just fun and games when he doesn't know anyone is watching a dark, sullen, and pained look crossed his face as all the pains of life show their effect. Though he isn't ancient the being inside him is and gives him more knowledge than any young teenager should have. Though whenever he feels eyes upon him that same crazy smile pops up and it seems as if his sadness was just your imagination. This sadness and pain flows over to rage and when fighting or riled up he can suddenly slip into a fighting frenzy though it makes him black out and he remembers nothing.
He loves his games and tries to enjoy life to the fullest. The bad thing is that when he plays another person gets hurt. He loves to set traps around the ground and watch people stumble in them or gamble and play a game of cards(where he cheats). He gets fun where he can and if someone gets hurt it doesn't weigh his shoulders down.
Character's Race: Human Shade
Character's appearance: www.bromart.com/images/Peter%20branch%20web.jpg
www.bromart.com/images/Peter%20web1.jpg
Five Eight.
Character's allegiance: In the varden at the moment but he is neutral.
Weapons: One butcher sickle, two daggers like the one in the pic. www.porsimo.net/3d/images/axes2.jpg Tayvonne loves his axes and can normally be seen with either to small handheld axes or two long handled axes.
Other Info: You'd be surprised how many people want to kill him and don't want to be his friend. With no friends he decided to create his own and is often walking around with illusions he made himself. He has two guy friends and one girl. They all have their quirks and personalities that are as unique as any normal human.
History: Not much happened in his short normal life. His earliest memory is of a smile but of who's he can never tell. Its just something giant and warm and probably has to do with how he acts now cause the rest of his life isn't as great. Since he was able he was sent to work to earn cash. Be it the smallest errand to something that left him exhausted and begging for sleep. With so much work and weariness in his life happiness was something he had to make and all his struggles something he wanted to forget and he forced to himself to. Whenever he was able he'd listen in on bards, watch dancers and harlequins, and just smile and have a good time. No one wants to live a life of sadness and him least of all.
A small part of the Spine was near his village and with a day from all work the ventured out and stumbled upon a dark sorcerer. The man cajoled Tayvonne into participating in a little game and being the fool he was he allowed the man to do what he wanted. Feeling confident the sorcerer Derron called upon the Kaylayn of the spirit world trying to use Tayvonne as a sacrifice but instead the spirit went inside Tayvonne and once he was fully possessed he killed the man and walked on not going back to his home.
Role Play Sample:
Light filtered through the green leaves of and overhanging branch and a large smile turned up covered sky. Green, blue, and yellow all such beautiful colors though they lacked his favorite. Red. His eyes and hair burned brightly with crimson and as he launched to another branch giggling the light made his hair flare like a small flame. What brought a small smile to his face though was the small bunny running away in fear as his shadow cooled the sun and blocked the light above it warning the creature to his presence. The frown quickly flipped back to a smile as he raised his index fnger and started making the noise," Brisingr." At the end he would add a small fwoosh and giggle as a shot of red fire flew from his finger and burned whatever it attached to and danced prettily for him.
Standing up he stopped his magic and started dancing on a branch swaying to the dancing flames until he unsheathed the two small handled axes at his back and jumped again butinstead of moving away from the flames he leaped to them. The fire was to pretty to ignore and the Voice inside his head was telling him he'd be inside a gaint camp soon so he had to have less fun. But the Voice said Carlem, Misa, and Rubert were still allowed. He wouldn't listen if his friends couldn't come. They laughed at his jokes and loved his games. Just like the fire and the Voice they listened.
