Post by Rainbow Dash on Dec 27, 2011 15:28:49 GMT -5
Therin Wyrmsbane-
Race: Human
Bio:
The rider of Light Blue dragon Almdirr. Therin eventually sides with the empire if Galbatorix gives him his word that he may hunt the corrupt necromancer Zalom one month out of every four months. He abandons the Empire after he is decieved during an assignment and then he slays his own executioner. He presently is kearbibg under a ancient Elven rider (Jay's rider I don't remember his name) Therin was born in a small town just outside of the spine. His father, a blacksmith taught Therin the ways of swordsmanship, and crafting of heavy metals into impressive armors and weapons to be feared. Shortly after his discovery of Almdirr his town was destroyed in a attack lead by a feared necromancer named Zalom. Barely surviving with his life Therin has pledged his entire life and that of Almdirr to the destruction of Zalom and his allies, whomever they maybe and whichever side they may lie on in this war. Therin is slightly shorter then most of the men in his village were, and due to this his peers consistantly taunted him about it. Until of course they dueled him blade on blade. Therin knows little magic and views it as evil and due to Zalom's acts mistrusts most mages and believes they are at beat treacherous snakes. Therin is burned from the fires of his village and the only creature that finds him beautiful is his dragon Almdirr, she consistantly encourages him to forgive Zalom upon finding him, or risk becoming something similar to him. Therin's bloodlust can only be calmed by her soothing voice. Therin's intentions after he slays Zalom are not known although rumor has it he wishes to build his own home eventually. Therin doesn't believe in the Empire's cause but couldn't side against his friend Dareth for fear they would meet on the battlefield.
Physical Attributes:
Therin Woodcrest (true last name from before the fires)
Age:20
Long blonde hair
Green eyes
Height: 5'6
Build: Muscular
Personality: Serene, until angered or picked on about height
Therin Wyrmsbane (adopted last name after fires)
Age: 23
Hair: none it was burned to the scalp
Eyes: Red (no one is sure what caused the change in eye colour Almdirr believes it
was part of his lust for vengeance)
Height: 5'6
Personality: Sarcastic, brazen, bold. He tends to act first think later, his plans usually end up with him in a dire situation and Aldmirr left to save him
Therin Wyrmking (new name taken on after the slaying of Zalom and the learning of dark magic)
Age: 45
Hair: none
Eyes: Red
Height: 5'8 (his learning of dark magic allows him to change his physical features)
Personality: Spiteful, the tainted souls that dwell in his body making him despise all life. After accomplishing his goal, gaining lordship over Zalom's keep and town of Wyrmcrest (formerly know as S'thilumdros) he now seeks to ally himself with The Varden but his use of dark magic makes it difficult to do so
Weapons: Primarily the Claymore named Wyrmshroud. The blade is forever heated by the magical flames that licked it during the destruction of Therin's village, making it a powerful weapon for this once hero turned menace. However he is skilled with any bladed weapon. He also is a skilled archer that seldom misses his mark.
Armor:
Therin Woodcrest-
A simple tunic, woolen pants, leather forge gloves, and leather shoes
Therin Wyrmblade-
Makeshift plate armor chest, chainmail greaves, plate gauntlets and plate boots
Therin Wyrmking-
Twisted handcrafted black fire steel plate armor, complete with Wyrmcrest crown of lordship. The armor makes him appear for demon then man.
Role play sample:
Therin sat on his stump mulling over his meal, his eyes glanced to the fire, the screams of his family haunted him, quickly he arose from his stump and put out the fire. "What is it young one? What troubles you so? Is it the fires that still haunt you?" An angelic voice pondered in his head. "Yes" he replied gruffly "Yes, they do Almdirr I can't get their..." His thoughts cut short by this hiss of an arrow that found its mark in the tree where his head was resting moments before. Standing quickly he drew Wyrmshroud from his back and shouted into the night sky "Who goes there, who threatens Therin Wyrmblade, slayer of mages and monster alike?" A hauntingly fimilar laugh came from the forest ahead "A large boast from such a small man surely you are not a mage slayer boy." Said a sly whisper from behind him. " They are baiting you Therin" Said Almdirr "Answer them not." But her advice had fallen on dear ears for Therin had already charged into the depths of the wood screaming his war cry. Almdirr let out a snort followed by a bit of smoke trailing from her nostril, with that she flapped her wings and sought after her rider.
Almdirr-
A pale blue dragon that represents everything Therin once stood for. Although she loves him dearly she can see the taint building in him from his lust for revenge and the dark magic scars left on him from the fire. She fears his fate is the same as Zalom's and the profane spirits that hold him to life. She will go to any lengths to not only preserve her rider but hopefully save him from himself.
Race: Human
Bio:
The rider of Light Blue dragon Almdirr. Therin eventually sides with the empire if Galbatorix gives him his word that he may hunt the corrupt necromancer Zalom one month out of every four months. He abandons the Empire after he is decieved during an assignment and then he slays his own executioner. He presently is kearbibg under a ancient Elven rider (Jay's rider I don't remember his name) Therin was born in a small town just outside of the spine. His father, a blacksmith taught Therin the ways of swordsmanship, and crafting of heavy metals into impressive armors and weapons to be feared. Shortly after his discovery of Almdirr his town was destroyed in a attack lead by a feared necromancer named Zalom. Barely surviving with his life Therin has pledged his entire life and that of Almdirr to the destruction of Zalom and his allies, whomever they maybe and whichever side they may lie on in this war. Therin is slightly shorter then most of the men in his village were, and due to this his peers consistantly taunted him about it. Until of course they dueled him blade on blade. Therin knows little magic and views it as evil and due to Zalom's acts mistrusts most mages and believes they are at beat treacherous snakes. Therin is burned from the fires of his village and the only creature that finds him beautiful is his dragon Almdirr, she consistantly encourages him to forgive Zalom upon finding him, or risk becoming something similar to him. Therin's bloodlust can only be calmed by her soothing voice. Therin's intentions after he slays Zalom are not known although rumor has it he wishes to build his own home eventually. Therin doesn't believe in the Empire's cause but couldn't side against his friend Dareth for fear they would meet on the battlefield.
Physical Attributes:
Therin Woodcrest (true last name from before the fires)
Age:20
Long blonde hair
Green eyes
Height: 5'6
Build: Muscular
Personality: Serene, until angered or picked on about height
Therin Wyrmsbane (adopted last name after fires)
Age: 23
Hair: none it was burned to the scalp
Eyes: Red (no one is sure what caused the change in eye colour Almdirr believes it
was part of his lust for vengeance)
Height: 5'6
Personality: Sarcastic, brazen, bold. He tends to act first think later, his plans usually end up with him in a dire situation and Aldmirr left to save him
Therin Wyrmking (new name taken on after the slaying of Zalom and the learning of dark magic)
Age: 45
Hair: none
Eyes: Red
Height: 5'8 (his learning of dark magic allows him to change his physical features)
Personality: Spiteful, the tainted souls that dwell in his body making him despise all life. After accomplishing his goal, gaining lordship over Zalom's keep and town of Wyrmcrest (formerly know as S'thilumdros) he now seeks to ally himself with The Varden but his use of dark magic makes it difficult to do so
Weapons: Primarily the Claymore named Wyrmshroud. The blade is forever heated by the magical flames that licked it during the destruction of Therin's village, making it a powerful weapon for this once hero turned menace. However he is skilled with any bladed weapon. He also is a skilled archer that seldom misses his mark.
Armor:
Therin Woodcrest-
A simple tunic, woolen pants, leather forge gloves, and leather shoes
Therin Wyrmblade-
Makeshift plate armor chest, chainmail greaves, plate gauntlets and plate boots
Therin Wyrmking-
Twisted handcrafted black fire steel plate armor, complete with Wyrmcrest crown of lordship. The armor makes him appear for demon then man.
Role play sample:
Therin sat on his stump mulling over his meal, his eyes glanced to the fire, the screams of his family haunted him, quickly he arose from his stump and put out the fire. "What is it young one? What troubles you so? Is it the fires that still haunt you?" An angelic voice pondered in his head. "Yes" he replied gruffly "Yes, they do Almdirr I can't get their..." His thoughts cut short by this hiss of an arrow that found its mark in the tree where his head was resting moments before. Standing quickly he drew Wyrmshroud from his back and shouted into the night sky "Who goes there, who threatens Therin Wyrmblade, slayer of mages and monster alike?" A hauntingly fimilar laugh came from the forest ahead "A large boast from such a small man surely you are not a mage slayer boy." Said a sly whisper from behind him. " They are baiting you Therin" Said Almdirr "Answer them not." But her advice had fallen on dear ears for Therin had already charged into the depths of the wood screaming his war cry. Almdirr let out a snort followed by a bit of smoke trailing from her nostril, with that she flapped her wings and sought after her rider.
Almdirr-
A pale blue dragon that represents everything Therin once stood for. Although she loves him dearly she can see the taint building in him from his lust for revenge and the dark magic scars left on him from the fire. She fears his fate is the same as Zalom's and the profane spirits that hold him to life. She will go to any lengths to not only preserve her rider but hopefully save him from himself.
and thank you for the welcome 
