Post by D'Artagnan on Mar 6, 2007 11:32:02 GMT -5
Name: D'Artagnan (Dar-Tan-Yan)
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance: D'Artagnan stands at around six foot, and he weighs under two hundred pounds. He has black curly hair that flows down to his shoulders. His is tanned and worn, from being outside most of his life. He has large brown eyes, and thin black eyebrows. He has a long,straight nose that many of his childhood friends made fun of. He has a goatee that is bare in some spots and thin in others, and he always has stubble on his face, even after a clean shave. He has very white and straight teeth, and he shows them of by smiling alot. He is in good shape, has more physical strength than the average man and can run for long distances. He wears a black vest and a white long shirt, brown felt pants and black leather boots. He carries a small pack on his back full of food and some money. At his side sheathed to him is his sword, a one handed blue hilted eleven blade, which he won in a gambling competition. He also keeps a small dragon tooth dagger at his ankle.
RP Example: D'Artagnan had never been in these lands before. He had been traveling for months and he had come to this dark woods. He awoke to a dull grey morning and slid stealthily down the tree from which he was sleeping. He had been in this forest for many days now and he was getting bored. Where was all the fun in the world? he thought to himself. He walked for about a hundred feet then came to a river. He was just going to slip into the river when he heard something behind him, something or someone was coming. He spun around and drew his sword, he peered into the forest and saw two Urgals coming his way. He hid behind a tree, and waited. He let the first Urgal rush past, then grabbed the second one around the neck. He stabbed it quickly in the heart and it dropped to the ground. The second Urgal turned around and rushed at D'Artagnan with it's weapon poised. D'Artagnan dodged the charge and sent his blade into the Urgals back. He extracted his blade, and continued his trek into the river.
Rank: Wanderer
Country: Carvahall
Personality: D'Artagnan mostly keeps to himself,Because he does not have many friends. Although he is quick to change after a few drinks. He is very quiet and at times goes months without speaking to another human on his travels. He dreams of glory, ever since his childhood he has had a craving for it. In his dreams he see's himself defeating an evil and saving the good in the world. He see's himself with a look of honor and the men around him proud to fight with him. Yet he knows this is a dream, and that he, a simple wanderer of misfortune will never get his chance with glory, and that he will always be an outcast. But he still moves on, still searches for his chance, for he is very stubborn and will never give up. He will walk and ride and search and look until he gets to old to move, he will not stop until his body stops.
History: D'Artagnan was born in Carvahall. His father left when he was four to fight Galbatorix in a distant land. D'Artagnan never seen his father again. Ever since then he has had a hate for Galbatorix, he would kill him if he had the chance. His mother died soon after from grief, and D'Artagnan was left on his own. He was brought up by his farmer uncle, for a few years he worked on the farm, milking cows and plowing the fields. He liked it when he was young, but when he got older it changed. He soon found out that this life was not for him. At the age of thirteen he left the farm and travelled the lands, working for food and shelter where he could and also searching for his glory. He is now thirty two and has yet to find his glory, he will never give up. He knows he will find it one day, and on that day he will make sure he the name D'Artagnan will be remembered for many years.
Codeword: Zar'roc
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance: D'Artagnan stands at around six foot, and he weighs under two hundred pounds. He has black curly hair that flows down to his shoulders. His is tanned and worn, from being outside most of his life. He has large brown eyes, and thin black eyebrows. He has a long,straight nose that many of his childhood friends made fun of. He has a goatee that is bare in some spots and thin in others, and he always has stubble on his face, even after a clean shave. He has very white and straight teeth, and he shows them of by smiling alot. He is in good shape, has more physical strength than the average man and can run for long distances. He wears a black vest and a white long shirt, brown felt pants and black leather boots. He carries a small pack on his back full of food and some money. At his side sheathed to him is his sword, a one handed blue hilted eleven blade, which he won in a gambling competition. He also keeps a small dragon tooth dagger at his ankle.
RP Example: D'Artagnan had never been in these lands before. He had been traveling for months and he had come to this dark woods. He awoke to a dull grey morning and slid stealthily down the tree from which he was sleeping. He had been in this forest for many days now and he was getting bored. Where was all the fun in the world? he thought to himself. He walked for about a hundred feet then came to a river. He was just going to slip into the river when he heard something behind him, something or someone was coming. He spun around and drew his sword, he peered into the forest and saw two Urgals coming his way. He hid behind a tree, and waited. He let the first Urgal rush past, then grabbed the second one around the neck. He stabbed it quickly in the heart and it dropped to the ground. The second Urgal turned around and rushed at D'Artagnan with it's weapon poised. D'Artagnan dodged the charge and sent his blade into the Urgals back. He extracted his blade, and continued his trek into the river.
Rank: Wanderer
Country: Carvahall
Personality: D'Artagnan mostly keeps to himself,Because he does not have many friends. Although he is quick to change after a few drinks. He is very quiet and at times goes months without speaking to another human on his travels. He dreams of glory, ever since his childhood he has had a craving for it. In his dreams he see's himself defeating an evil and saving the good in the world. He see's himself with a look of honor and the men around him proud to fight with him. Yet he knows this is a dream, and that he, a simple wanderer of misfortune will never get his chance with glory, and that he will always be an outcast. But he still moves on, still searches for his chance, for he is very stubborn and will never give up. He will walk and ride and search and look until he gets to old to move, he will not stop until his body stops.
History: D'Artagnan was born in Carvahall. His father left when he was four to fight Galbatorix in a distant land. D'Artagnan never seen his father again. Ever since then he has had a hate for Galbatorix, he would kill him if he had the chance. His mother died soon after from grief, and D'Artagnan was left on his own. He was brought up by his farmer uncle, for a few years he worked on the farm, milking cows and plowing the fields. He liked it when he was young, but when he got older it changed. He soon found out that this life was not for him. At the age of thirteen he left the farm and travelled the lands, working for food and shelter where he could and also searching for his glory. He is now thirty two and has yet to find his glory, he will never give up. He knows he will find it one day, and on that day he will make sure he the name D'Artagnan will be remembered for many years.
Codeword: Zar'roc
Ill be done soon I hope.