Post by Griff Trevin on Feb 14, 2009 8:19:33 GMT 1
Character Name: Griff Trevin
Age: 18
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Long brown hair tied back in a rogue knot
Face Description: No outstanding features with the exception of a scar located on the left cheek
Body Description: Tanned brown skin, muscular build and average in height
Strengths: Talented swordsman, with a minor knowledge of restoration magic.
Weaknesses: Useless when it comes to using a bow, and never learnt to swim. Fear of fire
Animal Companion: The ever faithful labrador "Tucker"
Moral Standing:Evil
Weapon of Choice: Sword
Skill of Choice: Strength
Born: Bowerstone
Family:none
Character History: At the age of 14 Griff's parents died in a house fire caused by a group of bandits on one of their common looting runs through Bowerstone. Watching his parents perish in the blaze Griff vowed revenge on the bandits, but in a surprising move he ended up leaving Bowerstone with one of the bandits. Growing up in the camp, Griff become popular among the bandits very quickly due to how efficient he was with a blade, both in combat and in blacksmithing. If you can put a sharp edge on it, he can craft it. Through his long training sessions with his faithful companion Tucker he could never get the image of the blaze out of his mind and subsequently he developed a fear of it.
He went from town to town with his new bandit family looting, killing, perfecting the use of the blade and developing his skill in restoration, healing his wounds and the wounds of others as best he could
Personality: Strong willed and quiet. Keeps to himself and rarely speaks his mind. Only once he gets to know and trust somebody will he truely open his heart
Sample RP: Griff knelt quietly amongst the shrubs along the beaten path to Bowerstone. After hours of scouting he felt he finally knew the traders schedule. "Any moment now Tucker, they should be here soon" he whispered to his companion.
Off in the distance he heard the voices of two men. Peering out of the bushes, Griff spotted two traders in the distance.
"Ok Tucker, you know what to do" Griff whispered
Tucker's ears pricked up as he walked out onto the path and lay on his side.
The traders drew closer, then finally catching sight of the dog, they ran towards it to inspect.
In one swift movement Griff lept from the bushes impaling one trader through the chest with his sword and grabbing the other around the neck to finish the job quickly with one swift slice across the throat.
Tucker sat up and shuffled around through one of the traders bags looking for food while Griff retrieved his sword from the dead traders chest.
Kneeling down, Griff gathered food and coins from the other traders backpack. Turning to Tucker he gave him a pat on the head "Well Tucker, looks like we're eating tonight"
ACCEPTED- Please give your character a last name and message me when you have. Thank you.
Age: 18
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Long brown hair tied back in a rogue knot
Face Description: No outstanding features with the exception of a scar located on the left cheek
Body Description: Tanned brown skin, muscular build and average in height
Strengths: Talented swordsman, with a minor knowledge of restoration magic.
Weaknesses: Useless when it comes to using a bow, and never learnt to swim. Fear of fire
Animal Companion: The ever faithful labrador "Tucker"
Moral Standing:Evil
Weapon of Choice: Sword
Skill of Choice: Strength
Born: Bowerstone
Family:none
Character History: At the age of 14 Griff's parents died in a house fire caused by a group of bandits on one of their common looting runs through Bowerstone. Watching his parents perish in the blaze Griff vowed revenge on the bandits, but in a surprising move he ended up leaving Bowerstone with one of the bandits. Growing up in the camp, Griff become popular among the bandits very quickly due to how efficient he was with a blade, both in combat and in blacksmithing. If you can put a sharp edge on it, he can craft it. Through his long training sessions with his faithful companion Tucker he could never get the image of the blaze out of his mind and subsequently he developed a fear of it.
He went from town to town with his new bandit family looting, killing, perfecting the use of the blade and developing his skill in restoration, healing his wounds and the wounds of others as best he could
Personality: Strong willed and quiet. Keeps to himself and rarely speaks his mind. Only once he gets to know and trust somebody will he truely open his heart
Sample RP: Griff knelt quietly amongst the shrubs along the beaten path to Bowerstone. After hours of scouting he felt he finally knew the traders schedule. "Any moment now Tucker, they should be here soon" he whispered to his companion.
Off in the distance he heard the voices of two men. Peering out of the bushes, Griff spotted two traders in the distance.
"Ok Tucker, you know what to do" Griff whispered
Tucker's ears pricked up as he walked out onto the path and lay on his side.
The traders drew closer, then finally catching sight of the dog, they ran towards it to inspect.
In one swift movement Griff lept from the bushes impaling one trader through the chest with his sword and grabbing the other around the neck to finish the job quickly with one swift slice across the throat.
Tucker sat up and shuffled around through one of the traders bags looking for food while Griff retrieved his sword from the dead traders chest.
Kneeling down, Griff gathered food and coins from the other traders backpack. Turning to Tucker he gave him a pat on the head "Well Tucker, looks like we're eating tonight"
ACCEPTED- Please give your character a last name and message me when you have. Thank you.
