Post by silverwolf on Oct 25, 2007 2:34:52 GMT -5
Name: Seth Wolfmane
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Corner Preferance: Wind
Age: 21
Description: Seth has black hair that hangs over half his face. His eyes are dark brown, almost black, and he has a scar across the corner of his left eye. His build is slender, yet he has a suprising amount of muscle. His skin is rather pale.
In terms of facial shape, it is almost feminine, yet with a subtle hawklike look about the brow.
Clothing/weapons: Seth is dressed in black breeches, and a black tunic. He also wears a long black cloak with a hood. He has a black leather belt with a silver buckle. He wears soft leather half-boots.
He carries a rapier as his main weapon. He also has many daggers, all of them hidden, and has a crossbow slung across his back.
Animal Companions: A black horse named Shade.
History: Seth was born into a poor family, and learnt while young that the only way to survive is to take what you can from others. When he was only five, he began stealing, only food at first, but then, increasingly valuable objects, swords, daggers, jewlery and other treasures.
At the age of ten, he was thrown in prison. He spent five years there, and he came out with a determination to become somthing more than just a thief. He left prison and took on a new family name, Wolfmane.
And so he began his career as a hired killer. At first, it was assasinations, but as he grew stronger and larger, he took on mercenary work. Now he is out to hire for anyone willing to pay.
Personality: Seth has learned that life is hard, and that to survive you must be harder. He is determined, devious and ruthless.
However, even fifteen years in this harsh world has not been able to erase everything good in his soul. He is couragous, and to those he cares about, devoted. He refuses to kill children, no matter how good the pay is.
Skills: Seth is a dangerous swordsman, and even though his blade is slender, he can fight well against a man with a broadsword. He is also very good with his crossbow, and uses his knives to make silent kills.
He is an expert swordsman, and his horse, shade can carry him faster than even the horses of royal messengers.
However, for all his skills, he is weak when fighting archers, as he wears little or no armour.
Sample Post:
Seth sat on his haunches in the darkness, his breath steaming from his mouth. He was covered in his black cloak, and so if you looked, you would perhaps see a glimmer of eyes, nothing else.
His pulse raced with excitement as the guards moved off. Readying himself, he burst ut of cover and sprinted through the open doorway that had, until minutes ago, been blocked by four guards. He could have taken them out, but it was easier to just avoid them.
His shoes made no noise on the ground as he ran, ducking through the doorway and hiding once more in the shadows cast by a sputtering fire. The man he had come to kill was seated on a soft, leather chair gourging himself on food and wine.
Seths lip curled in disgust. Here this man sat, dropping much of the food on the ground, and spilling more wine on his shirt than down his throat, and just five hundred metres away, beggars sat in the gutter, unable to afford even the most basic of meals. Seth made a note to drop some of his next pay into a beggars bowl.
Calming himself, he stepped from the shadows, silent as thought. Drawing his favorite dagger, which gleamed silver in the half-light, he stepped foreward.
Two minutes later, he was back in the bushes, cleaning the blood off his dagger. It would do no good for the blade to get dirty.
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Corner Preferance: Wind
Age: 21
Description: Seth has black hair that hangs over half his face. His eyes are dark brown, almost black, and he has a scar across the corner of his left eye. His build is slender, yet he has a suprising amount of muscle. His skin is rather pale.
In terms of facial shape, it is almost feminine, yet with a subtle hawklike look about the brow.
Clothing/weapons: Seth is dressed in black breeches, and a black tunic. He also wears a long black cloak with a hood. He has a black leather belt with a silver buckle. He wears soft leather half-boots.
He carries a rapier as his main weapon. He also has many daggers, all of them hidden, and has a crossbow slung across his back.
Animal Companions: A black horse named Shade.
History: Seth was born into a poor family, and learnt while young that the only way to survive is to take what you can from others. When he was only five, he began stealing, only food at first, but then, increasingly valuable objects, swords, daggers, jewlery and other treasures.
At the age of ten, he was thrown in prison. He spent five years there, and he came out with a determination to become somthing more than just a thief. He left prison and took on a new family name, Wolfmane.
And so he began his career as a hired killer. At first, it was assasinations, but as he grew stronger and larger, he took on mercenary work. Now he is out to hire for anyone willing to pay.
Personality: Seth has learned that life is hard, and that to survive you must be harder. He is determined, devious and ruthless.
However, even fifteen years in this harsh world has not been able to erase everything good in his soul. He is couragous, and to those he cares about, devoted. He refuses to kill children, no matter how good the pay is.
Skills: Seth is a dangerous swordsman, and even though his blade is slender, he can fight well against a man with a broadsword. He is also very good with his crossbow, and uses his knives to make silent kills.
He is an expert swordsman, and his horse, shade can carry him faster than even the horses of royal messengers.
However, for all his skills, he is weak when fighting archers, as he wears little or no armour.
Sample Post:
Seth sat on his haunches in the darkness, his breath steaming from his mouth. He was covered in his black cloak, and so if you looked, you would perhaps see a glimmer of eyes, nothing else.
His pulse raced with excitement as the guards moved off. Readying himself, he burst ut of cover and sprinted through the open doorway that had, until minutes ago, been blocked by four guards. He could have taken them out, but it was easier to just avoid them.
His shoes made no noise on the ground as he ran, ducking through the doorway and hiding once more in the shadows cast by a sputtering fire. The man he had come to kill was seated on a soft, leather chair gourging himself on food and wine.
Seths lip curled in disgust. Here this man sat, dropping much of the food on the ground, and spilling more wine on his shirt than down his throat, and just five hundred metres away, beggars sat in the gutter, unable to afford even the most basic of meals. Seth made a note to drop some of his next pay into a beggars bowl.
Calming himself, he stepped from the shadows, silent as thought. Drawing his favorite dagger, which gleamed silver in the half-light, he stepped foreward.
Two minutes later, he was back in the bushes, cleaning the blood off his dagger. It would do no good for the blade to get dirty.
