Post by oberon on Mar 27, 2009 2:21:27 GMT 1
Character Name: Oberon Grissom
Age: 20
Eyes: Coal black and filled with hatred
Hair: Medium length; Mostly wave with a little bit of curls. Jet black with a strip of white.
Face Description: Sharp nose, menacing eyes with dark circles around with that look red.
Body Description: Stands at 6 feet tall. His skin color is a pale ivory color.
Strengths: Has no hobbies or talents except he is good at 'not being seen'.
Weaknesses: Finds himself muttering or talking to himself often.
Animal Companion: None
Moral Standing: Evil
Weapon of Choice: Daggers, short-swords, and bows
Skill of Choice: Skill
Born: Witchwood Forest
Family: Mother: Gina Grissom; She was a hero for the Guild leaning for the evil side after meeting her husband on a quest. She died three years after her son was born.
Father: Gregory Grissom; A bandit who killed and stole for fun. After his wife died he gave up being a bandit to raise his son. He died from a troll attack.
Character History:
From birth- age of 10: Oberon was born in a small shack in Witchwood Forest. His parents were on the run from a murder scene. Gina Grissom became ill with slowly over time. On Oberon's third birthday, she was walking back to the shack from a local town with food. Balverines caught her sent and mauled her to death.
Oberon's father came running out to aide her when he heard her scream. It was too late as the Balverines dragged her dead mangled body back to their cave. Gregory gave up his life as a bandit to raise his son. Over time he taught Oberon how to fight, steal and hide from danger or to blend in with shadows.
From 11-16: Oberon and his father started to travel out to other towns. In the middle of the night they would sneak into homes and rob families. If anyone woke up they would kill them quickly so no guards would be alarmed. They gained a fair amount of gold, so they drifted back to Witchwood and hide.
From 17-20: Over time the father-son duo became bored and wanted to steal again. Oberon became sick with a deadly virus and needed medical help. His father travel out to get someone. A troll was disguised as a hill and waited for a weary traveler to pass by. Unluckily, Gregory was that traveler.
The troll jumped out and smashed Oberon's father was smashed to a pulp and Balverines came to eat the remains. By the grace of Skorm, Oberon some how recovered. He waited and waited for his father to return. He grew angry at everything and became mad. Oberon walked out of the shack and traveled away to steal and kill some more.
Personality: Cruel and spiteful. Always is mad and slowly is going mad.
Sample RP: Oberon walked swiftly through the cobblestone alleyway in Bowerstone North. His coin bag was getting lighter and needed a new suit. He found a unlocked door, with a grim smile Oberon stepped into the home. A giggle and hearty laugh.
Perfect, victims.
Slowly, he stepped into the room and watched. A large man was in bed with what it looked like a prostitute. The bloke turned his head and spotted Oberon.
"What the hell are you doin' in my home!?" The man shoved the woman off of him and grabbed his knife.
Oberon laughed and pulled his two out.
"Well from the looks from it, I was coming in to steal from you and possibly kill you. But, I now must kill you and the harlet then rob you..both." Oberon ran the the large man and slashed at his throat repeatedly. The woman tried to scream, but he turned and tossed his dagger at her hitting her in the heart.
Oberon woke up sleepily from his dream.
"That was interesting." he muttered to himself. Quickly, Oberon walked out of his shack to find a a place to eat.
ACCEPTED - Welcome to Albion Tales.
Age: 20
Eyes: Coal black and filled with hatred
Hair: Medium length; Mostly wave with a little bit of curls. Jet black with a strip of white.
Face Description: Sharp nose, menacing eyes with dark circles around with that look red.
Body Description: Stands at 6 feet tall. His skin color is a pale ivory color.
Strengths: Has no hobbies or talents except he is good at 'not being seen'.
Weaknesses: Finds himself muttering or talking to himself often.
Animal Companion: None
Moral Standing: Evil
Weapon of Choice: Daggers, short-swords, and bows
Skill of Choice: Skill
Born: Witchwood Forest
Family: Mother: Gina Grissom; She was a hero for the Guild leaning for the evil side after meeting her husband on a quest. She died three years after her son was born.
Father: Gregory Grissom; A bandit who killed and stole for fun. After his wife died he gave up being a bandit to raise his son. He died from a troll attack.
Character History:
From birth- age of 10: Oberon was born in a small shack in Witchwood Forest. His parents were on the run from a murder scene. Gina Grissom became ill with slowly over time. On Oberon's third birthday, she was walking back to the shack from a local town with food. Balverines caught her sent and mauled her to death.
Oberon's father came running out to aide her when he heard her scream. It was too late as the Balverines dragged her dead mangled body back to their cave. Gregory gave up his life as a bandit to raise his son. Over time he taught Oberon how to fight, steal and hide from danger or to blend in with shadows.
From 11-16: Oberon and his father started to travel out to other towns. In the middle of the night they would sneak into homes and rob families. If anyone woke up they would kill them quickly so no guards would be alarmed. They gained a fair amount of gold, so they drifted back to Witchwood and hide.
From 17-20: Over time the father-son duo became bored and wanted to steal again. Oberon became sick with a deadly virus and needed medical help. His father travel out to get someone. A troll was disguised as a hill and waited for a weary traveler to pass by. Unluckily, Gregory was that traveler.
The troll jumped out and smashed Oberon's father was smashed to a pulp and Balverines came to eat the remains. By the grace of Skorm, Oberon some how recovered. He waited and waited for his father to return. He grew angry at everything and became mad. Oberon walked out of the shack and traveled away to steal and kill some more.
Personality: Cruel and spiteful. Always is mad and slowly is going mad.
Sample RP: Oberon walked swiftly through the cobblestone alleyway in Bowerstone North. His coin bag was getting lighter and needed a new suit. He found a unlocked door, with a grim smile Oberon stepped into the home. A giggle and hearty laugh.
Perfect, victims.
Slowly, he stepped into the room and watched. A large man was in bed with what it looked like a prostitute. The bloke turned his head and spotted Oberon.
"What the hell are you doin' in my home!?" The man shoved the woman off of him and grabbed his knife.
Oberon laughed and pulled his two out.
"Well from the looks from it, I was coming in to steal from you and possibly kill you. But, I now must kill you and the harlet then rob you..both." Oberon ran the the large man and slashed at his throat repeatedly. The woman tried to scream, but he turned and tossed his dagger at her hitting her in the heart.
Oberon woke up sleepily from his dream.
"That was interesting." he muttered to himself. Quickly, Oberon walked out of his shack to find a a place to eat.
ACCEPTED - Welcome to Albion Tales.