IGN:Blockmax11
Age:12(but i'm pretty good about servers with older people)
Role-Play Exp.:I'm an excellent roleplayer( i don't want to sound childish by giving an example.
Why Us:Because this seer has all the things i'd expect in a roleplay server. Rules, a story, and excellent roleplay experiences.
Time You Can Dedicate:8-10 hours(depends on what day it is)
IC
Name:Photonsipher
Race:Wood elf
Gender:Male
Age:23
Appearance:green eyes, brown long hair, covered in tunic covered with an iron tunic with icons on both front and back.
Fears:loss of friends, and dead forests.
Personality:kind, peaceful, and strong
Occupation:an available hunter willing to kill anyone for a price.
Skills:even though mos elves would prefer a bow and arrows, Photonsipher prefers using a sword but he would do fine either way. He also can easily befriend animals.
Nickname (Optional):Photosipher the brave and kind
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Strange human comes up to me*
human: what are you doing here you pitiful elf.
me: pitiful? *i laugh* look who's talking your a pesky human in my territory.
*human starts to turn red with anger*
human:I'll destroy you and tear your pointy ears off your head.*he grabs me but then he feel a kick on his back*
me:hahaha. your quite a playmate*i spin and slice the back of hiss neck* looks like your a bread slice,hahahahhah, uhg i'm bad at jokes.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Photosipher was born in a forest beyond his known world today. The forest was hidden from everyone who wasn't an elf. He was trained in the arts of the warrior hoping the higher ones would except his as a knight the army of the king of elves. When Photosipher was 10 he was accepted in the knight academy where he trained 3 years in the art of combat. At age 18 a few days before his 19th birthday, Photosipher returned from a adventure to find his home town in flames. Not knowing it Photosipher lead bandit to his home where they destroyed his family. He found a home in another forest where he made sanctuary, to this day Photosipher travels and searches for a new home to help and serve.
IGN: Aldawolf
Age: 15.
Role-Play Exp.: I'm a bit rusty, but I've been in a few forum role plays, a good number of ones on Skype, and some
Runescape role plays. (No, I'm not counting the RPG's I've played--That's just bollocks. I have played Skyrim and Oblivion, though.)
Why Us: Was searching through the role plays, this one looked rather professional.
Time You Can Dedicate: Eh, good amount of time. Can't really specify.
IC
Name: Aldawolf Darkclaw.
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Aldawolf stands at a healthy height of 5'10, with medium-length brown hair and brown eyes to boot. His features seem a bit aged, mostly due to a rather stressful occupation he has.
Fears: Horrible fear of frostbite spiders, and chorbus's really get to him. (Did I spell that right? Those nasty cave dwelling things are what I'm talking about.) He is also reluctant to go near large lakes, for fear of slaughterfish.
Personality: Being a soldier, he has adopted a very serious attitude a good majority of the time. He respects authority, and holds a respect for most other people aswell as long as he feels he is recieving it from them. He likes to maintain a rather light personality in his downtime, but seems to maintain a bit of that 'soldier' attitude during his breaks. He may fail at being witty or funny, and it may be an annoyance to others at times.
Occupation: Imperial Legionare.
Skills: He is trained with a bow and sword, as every legionare is. He is able to build a fortification and dig a moat, as need be, but is not too well at doing it by himself. He is okay with a shield, not too well with it as most of his fellow soldiers are.
Nickname (Optional): Some call me...Tim? Wolf.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Player 1: *Jake walks along the street, holding his torch tightly and his shield close to him as he goes about his beat
in the streets of Markarth*
Player 2: *Bob keeps a close eye on Jake, sweat running down his face; he whispers to himself* >Come on now, keep it together, keep it together...<
Player 2: *Bob sneaks over to the Smelter Overseers house, readying his lockpick-
[As Jake walks past the smelter] Player 1: *Jake notices something strange in the corner of his eye; he looks towards the Smelter's house, and notices the thief, pulls out his sword and runs toward him* Stop, in the name of the Jarl!
Player 2: Oh, bleedin-- *Bob begins to run away from the guard, having no intentions of going to jail*
Player 1: THEN PAY WITH YOUR BLOOD!!@#@$ *Jake draws his bow, and knocks an arrow into his quiver, aiming carefully at the thief*
Player 2: *Bob attempts to open a grate leading into one of the sewers, tearing away at it as best as he can. He manages to do so, and climbs down, doing his best to pull the grate back over him*
Player 1: Talos dammit, another one got away...
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Is this alright? Or does it need to be a bit longer? Or would you prefer something a bit more dialouged based?
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Aldawolf was born in Solitude to a father who held the position of thane in the court. He led a fairly well lifestyle, much better than some other children (the other bleeding Aryian children--do you see any redguard kids in the game?!) and he enjoyed the most of it, playing tag and hide-and-go seek out in the streets of Solitude, playing the occasional prank on the guards at the castle--it was good. He wanted to grow up to join the Imperial Legion, as his father had been in years ago (who had made it to the respectable rank of Legate). Alas, many of his merriest of days would be gone at the age of 11. His father had passed away, and with it, the respect and title of Thane. They couldn't live in the house near the Blue Palace anymore, and so they had to move all the way to Dragon Bridge. There, he worked at the mill for a few years, leading a dull life. He did his best to make income for his aging mother and himself, but it difficult; eventually, as time came to pass, he reached the age of 17, the appropriate age to join the Imperial Legion. He enlisted as soon as he could, aspiring for the day he could become a Legate, and with that, prove himself worthy of Thane of Solitude. But right now, he was just a fresh recruit to the Imperial Legion. He went through his training, and got his good first taste of combat at the early age of 18, fighting a group of bandits harassing caravans on the road from Markarth. It hadn't let a good impression on him about killing, but he stayed with the legion; he wanted to become Legate. He wanted to become Thane. His goal was stuck in his mind, and he would not let it down. He stayed with the legion for a year, and today, is still an Auxillrie, but hopes to eventually prove himself worthy in a great fight against the Stormcloak rebels.
Blegh, dislike writing in general, but love role playing. Hope this is good enough!
Joor Zah Frul!!! -hipsterfaec--too cool for FUS RO DAH!!!-
Role-Play Exp.: Well I played Lord of The Ring (Minecraft Version) I also played on couple other medieval Rpg servers.
Why Us: Well because Lord of the Ring wasn't that fun and the other Medieval or anyother Rpg server just got boring or over runned by trolls, Hackers, and greivers. Plus the Admins and stuff where mean and didn't do anything and I think this Skyrim server would have everything i'm looking for.
Personality: Very out going and sometimes plan ahead before doing anything rash. But most of the times he would be a barbaric being in many predicaments. Mostly feels safe when with "Friends" or when at home farming and hunting. Tydarus is also very smart and also knows when to draw the line. When told to do something or ask a favor Tydarus is sympathetic to those in needs and will help them or do what he is told.
Occupation: Hunting, Farming, Bandit-(Former), City Guard-(Planning to Do)
Skills: Hunting Farming and Archery. Sword(kinda depends on the shape of the field fighting on.)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Oi Tydarus can I speak with you a moment"
As a man I knew from Falkreath yelled to me. Get out of bed and reply
"*Yawn* Mornin to ya so what ya need?"
"Well my poor old Bessie is lost out in the woods. She's only a pup so I was hoping you can help me find her."
I pause and think for a moment then answer "Of course I'd love to help ... um which way she headed?" The man said "It seemed her tracks were heading towards the big rock north of here." I nod and then soon packing my gear and I walk off into the forest then hear the man
yelling "Thank you! Thank you!"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Tydarus once use to be a notorious Nord bandit who ran a small but lethal group. He would go pillaging, robbing weary travelers almost everyday. But, once he and his group hit most part Skyrim they had to split the loot. There was an argument and soon fighting for the loot but, during all this chaos Tydarus secretly takes a good part of the loot and runs off. First thing Tydarus had done when he ran away from the group was to pay off his debt luckly he was only seen by witnesses in a small amount of pillaging and robbing making his bounty lower then he expected. Soon after he debt was paid it was said that his crew had been captured and was to be hung the next day making him feel more comfortable knowing no ones out to get him. But, since he had a good amount of money in his pocket it was about time he resign from the life of banditry and start a farm up somewhere near Whiterun.
Tydarus still feeling guilt in himself decided to pay it off by doing good deeds to anyone in need. Soon he realized he can do more and thought to protect the city by becoming a guard. Now Tydarus is now a 29 year old Nord "Ex-Bandit" who would love to help to help pay off his horrible deeds in the past and also want to become a city guard to protect the city he found to love. Sure Tydarus doesn't stay in Whiterun forever every now and then he would go out and adventure like the old times giving him more stories to tell in the future...
Role-Play Exp.: Well I played Lord of The Ring (Minecraft Version) I also played on couple other medieval Rpg servers.
Why Us: Well because Lord of the Ring wasn't that fun and the other Medieval or anyother Rpg server just got boring or over runned by trolls, Hackers, and greivers. Plus the Admins and stuff where mean and didn't do anything and I think this Skyrim server would have everything i'm looking for.
Personality: Very out going and sometimes plan ahead before doing anything rash. But most of the times he would be a barbaric being in many predicaments. Mostly feels safe when with "Friends" or when at home farming and hunting. Tydarus is also very smart and also knows when to draw the line. When told to do something or ask a favor Tydarus is sympathetic to those in needs and will help them or do what he is told.
Occupation: Hunting, Farming, Bandit-(Former), City Guard-(Planning to Do)
Skills: Hunting Farming and Archery. Sword(kinda depends on the shape of the field fighting on.)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Oi Tydarus can I speak with you a moment"
As a man I knew from Falkreath yelled to me. Get out of bed and reply
"*Yawn* Mornin to ya so what ya need?"
"Well my poor old Bessie is lost out in the woods. She's only a pup so I was hoping you can help me find her."
I pause and think for a moment then answer "Of course I'd love to help ... um which way she headed?" The man said "It seemed her tracks were heading towards the big rock north of here." I nod and then soon packing my gear and I walk off into the forest then hear the man
yelling "Thank you! Thank you!"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Tydarus once use to be a notorious Nord bandit who ran a small but lethal group. He would go pillaging, robbing weary travelers almost everyday. But, once he and his group hit most part Skyrim they had to split the loot. There was an argument and soon fighting for the loot but, during all this chaos Tydarus secretly takes a good part of the loot and runs off. First thing Tydarus had done when he ran away from the group was to pay off his debt luckly he was only seen by witnesses in a small amount of pillaging and robbing making his bounty lower then he expected. Soon after he debt was paid it was said that his crew had been captured and was to be hung the next day making him feel more comfortable knowing no ones out to get him. But, since he had a good amount of money in his pocket it was about time he resign from the life of banditry and start a farm up somewhere near Whiterun.
Tydarus still feeling guilt in himself decided to pay it off by doing good deeds to anyone in need. Soon he realized he can do more and thought to protect the city by becoming a guard. Now Tydarus is now a 29 year old Nord "Ex-Bandit" who would love to help to help pay off his horrible deeds in the past and also want to become a city guard to protect the city he found to love. Sure Tydarus doesn't stay in Whiterun forever every now and then he would go out and adventure like the old times giving him more stories to tell in the future...
I don't see Fus Ro Dah in your post. Someone failed to read the rules...
I don't see Fus Ro Dah in your post. Someone failed to read the rules...
O I saw that but I felt like I didn't because it said I wasn't dragon born D: so I can't really Fus Ro Dah (Not Being a smart ass i just read the rules D:)
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
4/1/2011
Posts:
465
Minecraft:
Rickeno
Member Details
OOC
IGN:Rickeno
Age:12 (is this ok?)
Role-Play Exp.: I've had a bit of roleplay experience and I enjoy Rp
Why Us:Because I cant get skyrim and it looks rlly cool, so I think a Mc server is a good way to go with this.
Time You Can Dedicate: a couple times a day
IC
Name: Vaan
Race:(Human? I dont really know the races)
Gender:Male
Age:18
Appearance:A slim face, strangely unscarred, and his eyes are a deep green
Fears:He has an Extreme fear of spiders
Personality:He is really quite happy and content, but if his freinds or anyone innocent is threatend he will step up to, atleast try to, help.
Occupation: He is a city guard.
Skills:he is skilled with the sword but even more with the bow and is actually pretty good at magic, He cant cook though, he would burn a salad somehow.
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):A day from the life of 12 year old Vaan:
Rit: hey, Hey Vaan Wake up!
Vaan shakes his head and sits up from his bed with his brother Ritford next to him, angling a spider in front of him
Vaan: *yelps* Get it away!
Rit: whats wrong? afraid of a spider?
Vaan: Yes! now get it away!
Rit: oh fine, I found him upstairs, I am going to keep him and call him fred...
Vaan, looking closer realizes the spider is about ten inches long
Vaan: Not in my room! get out before it kick you out!
Rit: ok, ok
they both hear a call from the kitchen
Rit:Breakfast must be ready! Come on then!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Vaan was born in a little village to a poor family. he only had his family and an old bow his father had made him before he died.Vaans little brother Ritford died at the age of 15, at this time Vaan was 17 and decided it was time to go and see the world. so he said good bye too his mother and left the village, with nought but a handful of coins, a pony and his fathers bow. For awhile he lived in another village he worked up a reputation with the villagers and was later appointed as a guard of the small village, That was until it was burned to the ground. he had never seen a dragon before that day and on that day he was the only one that survived. he was ashamed of it, because the only reason he had lived was because he had run forward to help, but the dragon when it swung around to face the other soldiers the tail came around and hit him full on in the face.
he woke in the midst of a fire, he managed to work his way out of the burning building. amazingly he was unharmed, his sword was still in good condition but his bowstring had snapped, he had no spare. he had to find another one, but for now all it was good for was a walking stick. so he set out again, hopefully to find a better life.
No, but I know what to do.
Click above for my Texture Pack ModernCraft. (Yes I updated it.)
IGN:Blockmax11
Age:12(but i'm pretty good about servers with older people)
Role-Play Exp.:I'm an excellent roleplayer( i don't want to sound childish by giving an example.
Why Us:Because this seer has all the things i'd expect in a roleplay server. Rules, a story, and excellent roleplay experiences.
Time You Can Dedicate:8-10 hours(depends on what day it is)
IC
Name:Photonsipher
Race:Wood elf
Gender:Male
Age:23
Appearance:green eyes, brown long hair, covered in tunic covered with an iron tunic with icons on both front and back.
Fears:loss of friends, and dead forests.
Personality:kind, peaceful, and strong
Occupation:an available hunter willing to kill anyone for a price.
Skills:even though mos elves would prefer a bow and arrows, Photonsipher prefers using a sword but he would do fine either way. He also can easily befriend animals.
Nickname (Optional):Photosipher the brave and kind
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Strange human comes up to me*
human: what are you doing here you pitiful elf.
me: pitiful? *i laugh* look who's talking your a pesky human in my territory.
*human starts to turn red with anger*
human:I'll destroy you and tear your pointy ears off your head.*he grabs me but then he feel a kick on his back*
me:hahaha. your quite a playmate*i spin and slice the back of hiss neck* looks like your a bread slice,hahahahhah, uhg i'm bad at jokes.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Photosipher was born in a forest beyond his known world today. The forest was hidden from everyone who wasn't an elf. He was trained in the arts of the warrior hoping the higher ones would except his as a knight the army of the king of elves. When Photosipher was 10 he was accepted in the knight academy where he trained 3 years in the art of combat. At age 18 a few days before his 19th birthday, Photosipher returned from a adventure to find his home town in flames. Not knowing it Photosipher lead bandit to his home where they destroyed his family. He found a home in another forest where he made sanctuary, to this day Photosipher travels and searches for a new home to help and serve.
Just had to post that :biggrin.gif:
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I lol'd at this. xD
IGN: Aldawolf
Age: 15.
Role-Play Exp.: I'm a bit rusty, but I've been in a few forum role plays, a good number of ones on Skype, and some
Runescape role plays. (No, I'm not counting the RPG's I've played--That's just bollocks. I have played Skyrim and Oblivion, though.)
Why Us: Was searching through the role plays, this one looked rather professional.
Time You Can Dedicate: Eh, good amount of time. Can't really specify.
IC
Name: Aldawolf Darkclaw.
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Aldawolf stands at a healthy height of 5'10, with medium-length brown hair and brown eyes to boot. His features seem a bit aged, mostly due to a rather stressful occupation he has.
Fears: Horrible fear of frostbite spiders, and chorbus's really get to him. (Did I spell that right? Those nasty cave dwelling things are what I'm talking about.) He is also reluctant to go near large lakes, for fear of slaughterfish.
Personality: Being a soldier, he has adopted a very serious attitude a good majority of the time. He respects authority, and holds a respect for most other people aswell as long as he feels he is recieving it from them. He likes to maintain a rather light personality in his downtime, but seems to maintain a bit of that 'soldier' attitude during his breaks. He may fail at being witty or funny, and it may be an annoyance to others at times.
Occupation: Imperial Legionare.
Skills: He is trained with a bow and sword, as every legionare is. He is able to build a fortification and dig a moat, as need be, but is not too well at doing it by himself. He is okay with a shield, not too well with it as most of his fellow soldiers are.
Nickname (Optional): Some call me...
Tim?Wolf.RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Player 1: *Jake walks along the street, holding his torch tightly and his shield close to him as he goes about his beat
in the streets of Markarth*
Player 2: *Bob keeps a close eye on Jake, sweat running down his face; he whispers to himself* >Come on now, keep it together, keep it together...<
Player 2: *Bob sneaks over to the Smelter Overseers house, readying his lockpick-
[As Jake walks past the smelter] Player 1: *Jake notices something strange in the corner of his eye; he looks towards the Smelter's house, and notices the thief, pulls out his sword and runs toward him* Stop, in the name of the Jarl!
Player 2: Oh, bleedin-- *Bob begins to run away from the guard, having no intentions of going to jail*
Player 1: THEN PAY WITH YOUR BLOOD!!@#@$ *Jake draws his bow, and knocks an arrow into his quiver, aiming carefully at the thief*
Player 2: *Bob attempts to open a grate leading into one of the sewers, tearing away at it as best as he can. He manages to do so, and climbs down, doing his best to pull the grate back over him*
Player 1: Talos dammit, another one got away...
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Is this alright? Or does it need to be a bit longer? Or would you prefer something a bit more dialouged based?
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Aldawolf was born in Solitude to a father who held the position of thane in the court. He led a fairly well lifestyle, much better than some other children (the other bleeding Aryian children--do you see any redguard kids in the game?!) and he enjoyed the most of it, playing tag and hide-and-go seek out in the streets of Solitude, playing the occasional prank on the guards at the castle--it was good. He wanted to grow up to join the Imperial Legion, as his father had been in years ago (who had made it to the respectable rank of Legate). Alas, many of his merriest of days would be gone at the age of 11. His father had passed away, and with it, the respect and title of Thane. They couldn't live in the house near the Blue Palace anymore, and so they had to move all the way to Dragon Bridge. There, he worked at the mill for a few years, leading a dull life. He did his best to make income for his aging mother and himself, but it difficult; eventually, as time came to pass, he reached the age of 17, the appropriate age to join the Imperial Legion. He enlisted as soon as he could, aspiring for the day he could become a Legate, and with that, prove himself worthy of Thane of Solitude. But right now, he was just a fresh recruit to the Imperial Legion. He went through his training, and got his good first taste of combat at the early age of 18, fighting a group of bandits harassing caravans on the road from Markarth. It hadn't let a good impression on him about killing, but he stayed with the legion; he wanted to become Legate. He wanted to become Thane. His goal was stuck in his mind, and he would not let it down. He stayed with the legion for a year, and today, is still an Auxillrie, but hopes to eventually prove himself worthy in a great fight against the Stormcloak rebels.
Blegh, dislike writing in general, but love role playing. Hope this is good enough!
Joor Zah Frul!!! -hipsterfaec--too cool for FUS RO DAH!!!-
IGN: dongdongco
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: Well I played Lord of The Ring (Minecraft Version) I also played on couple other medieval Rpg servers.
Why Us: Well because Lord of the Ring wasn't that fun and the other Medieval or anyother Rpg server just got boring or over runned by trolls, Hackers, and greivers. Plus the Admins and stuff where mean and didn't do anything and I think this Skyrim server would have everything i'm looking for.
Time You Can Dedicate: Every Chance I get.
IC
Name: Tydarus Flash
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: Just an ordinary man that wears a helmet with horns also with a manly beard and roughly about 6'1.(picture)-> http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/the-dwarven-skin-of-notch/
Fears: Dragons
Personality: Very out going and sometimes plan ahead before doing anything rash. But most of the times he would be a barbaric being in many predicaments. Mostly feels safe when with "Friends" or when at home farming and hunting. Tydarus is also very smart and also knows when to draw the line. When told to do something or ask a favor Tydarus is sympathetic to those in needs and will help them or do what he is told.
Occupation: Hunting, Farming, Bandit-(Former), City Guard-(Planning to Do)
Skills: Hunting Farming and Archery. Sword(kinda depends on the shape of the field fighting on.)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Oi Tydarus can I speak with you a moment"
As a man I knew from Falkreath yelled to me. Get out of bed and reply
"*Yawn* Mornin to ya so what ya need?"
"Well my poor old Bessie is lost out in the woods. She's only a pup so I was hoping you can help me find her."
I pause and think for a moment then answer "Of course I'd love to help ... um which way she headed?" The man said "It seemed her tracks were heading towards the big rock north of here." I nod and then soon packing my gear and I walk off into the forest then hear the man
yelling "Thank you! Thank you!"...
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Tydarus once use to be a notorious Nord bandit who ran a small but lethal group. He would go pillaging, robbing weary travelers almost everyday. But, once he and his group hit most part Skyrim they had to split the loot. There was an argument and soon fighting for the loot but, during all this chaos Tydarus secretly takes a good part of the loot and runs off. First thing Tydarus had done when he ran away from the group was to pay off his debt luckly he was only seen by witnesses in a small amount of pillaging and robbing making his bounty lower then he expected. Soon after he debt was paid it was said that his crew had been captured and was to be hung the next day making him feel more comfortable knowing no ones out to get him. But, since he had a good amount of money in his pocket it was about time he resign from the life of banditry and start a farm up somewhere near Whiterun.
Tydarus still feeling guilt in himself decided to pay it off by doing good deeds to anyone in need. Soon he realized he can do more and thought to protect the city by becoming a guard. Now Tydarus is now a 29 year old Nord "Ex-Bandit" who would love to help to help pay off his horrible deeds in the past and also want to become a city guard to protect the city he found to love. Sure Tydarus doesn't stay in Whiterun forever every now and then he would go out and adventure like the old times giving him more stories to tell in the future...
I don't see Fus Ro Dah in your post. Someone failed to read the rules...
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The server isn't even up for me...
Me too. When the server was up it was chaos.
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There were multiple spammers, KoS'ers, griefers, and many more. That's what I mean by chaos.
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O I saw that but I felt like I didn't because it said I wasn't dragon born D: so I can't really Fus Ro Dah (Not Being a smart ass i just read the rules D:)
Click above for my Texture Pack ModernCraft. (Yes I updated it.)
IGN:Rickeno
Age:12 (is this ok?)
Role-Play Exp.: I've had a bit of roleplay experience and I enjoy Rp
Why Us:Because I cant get skyrim and it looks rlly cool, so I think a Mc server is a good way to go with this.
Time You Can Dedicate: a couple times a day
IC
Name: Vaan
Race:(Human? I dont really know the races)
Gender:Male
Age:18
Appearance:A slim face, strangely unscarred, and his eyes are a deep green
Fears:He has an Extreme fear of spiders
Personality:He is really quite happy and content, but if his freinds or anyone innocent is threatend he will step up to, atleast try to, help.
Occupation: He is a city guard.
Skills:he is skilled with the sword but even more with the bow and is actually pretty good at magic, He cant cook though, he would burn a salad somehow.
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):A day from the life of 12 year old Vaan:
Rit: hey, Hey Vaan Wake up!
Vaan shakes his head and sits up from his bed with his brother Ritford next to him, angling a spider in front of him
Vaan: *yelps* Get it away!
Rit: whats wrong? afraid of a spider?
Vaan: Yes! now get it away!
Rit: oh fine, I found him upstairs, I am going to keep him and call him fred...
Vaan, looking closer realizes the spider is about ten inches long
Vaan: Not in my room! get out before it kick you out!
Rit: ok, ok
they both hear a call from the kitchen
Rit:Breakfast must be ready! Come on then!
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Vaan was born in a little village to a poor family. he only had his family and an old bow his father had made him before he died.Vaans little brother Ritford died at the age of 15, at this time Vaan was 17 and decided it was time to go and see the world. so he said good bye too his mother and left the village, with nought but a handful of coins, a pony and his fathers bow. For awhile he lived in another village he worked up a reputation with the villagers and was later appointed as a guard of the small village, That was until it was burned to the ground. he had never seen a dragon before that day and on that day he was the only one that survived. he was ashamed of it, because the only reason he had lived was because he had run forward to help, but the dragon when it swung around to face the other soldiers the tail came around and hit him full on in the face.
he woke in the midst of a fire, he managed to work his way out of the burning building. amazingly he was unharmed, his sword was still in good condition but his bowstring had snapped, he had no spare. he had to find another one, but for now all it was good for was a walking stick. so he set out again, hopefully to find a better life.
Oh yeh, fus ro dah