Post by Wolfsbane on Aug 3, 2009 3:20:24 GMT -5
Name: Jarad Forax
Age: 27
Race: Dark Elf (Dummner)
BirthSign: The Ritual
Hair: Jet black, suave hair. Gelled into a nice hairstyle.
Eyes: Brown - Nearly Coal Black
Guild/Faction Part of: Fighters Guild
Appearance:
Jarad's face is scarred and worn with battle. His battle wounds. His dark blue skin, cloaking him in the darkness of the nights. He has silver round earrings. And his hair and skin, are a nice shade, and are treated well. Even though he battles.
His armour is normally Bonemould, of which protects him throughout battle. But when not on a quest, his helmet remains off, and kept in his inventory. When he is staying at a place, and there is no need for armour, he normally wears extravagent clothes. The cloth
Clothes:
His armour is normally Bonemould, of which protects him throughout battle. But when not on a quest, his helmet remains off, and kept in his inventory. When he is staying at a place, and there is no need for armour, he normally wears extravagent clothes. The clothes he usually wears, is extravagent clothing. Passed down through generations of his family.
Personality:
Jarad is a viesty, but trustworthy. On the outside, he's a tough cookiee, who will not make any big acceptances for anybody. But on the inside, he's a big softy. Who just needs a friend, or a companion. When it comes to finding that friend, he is always loyal, generous, and forgiving. You can always depend on him, when the going gets rough. And he will never harm a fly, who doesn't mess with him.
When it comes to battle, he is normally victorious and corageous. Someone you could depend on to defeat your enemies, and foes. If anybody needs help. He's always there to help.
Likes:
- Friends
- Drakes
- Quests
Dislikes:
- Thieves Guild
- Hostiles
- Backstabbers
Favourite Food: Kwama Eggs (Grown used to them)
Favourite Drink: Mead
Weapon: Flaming Tanto (A Spear - 3-15pts + 3pts Fire Damage)
Powers: Mara's Gift, Fire Immunity, Fire Ball
Friends: None
Girl/Boy Friend: None
Family:
Lives: The Imperial City.
History/More Info:
His father and mother where castaways, rejected by society. And so they wander the forests, of course, untill little Jarad came along. They named him Jarad, after a kind Archer in the woods helped them towards The Imperial City. They where fortunate enough to be accepted into the city, and where stationed in a house. The one Jarad still lives in..
Childhood was fine for Jarad, he had the oppotunity to play with all the children, and he was never hungry, or thirsty. Some might say he was spoilt. Others say he was lucky. But the truth behind it was that Jarad's parents Drafox and Hurayna wanted their son to have a life they never had. Most of their life was spent, in the blazing heat, of the forest. And they barely had anything to live onto. Jarad was their Inspiration.
Soon Jarad grew up to be a fine survivor, his parents had always told him his life would never be the same. Life was like gambling, they had told him. And he believed it, and stuck to that advice like a nail. He was almost prepared for anything, but not as much as he had thought.
His father died when Jarad finally turned eighteen, the lucky start of his adult life was ruined. He grieved over his father's death, and swore that he would never trust time or life again. He told himself he would always be on edge. And he tried ever so hard to be so.
Although his intelligence was fairly weak, he had a good instinct for survival, and how to be prepared. It was untill his mother died that he had truly become the man he is now. He grieved her death, but in a sense, he didn't grieve as much as anyone else would. He kept the thoughts deep within him. Feelings would only inflict pain onto himself. That he knew.
He joined the fighters guild soon after his mother's death, and began his quest of survival. Life wasn't for the weak. It was for the stronghearted, and the better man. He knew he had to be the better man. It was his only chance of knowing he could fulfill his mother and father's dreams..
Image/Picture:
Age: 27
Race: Dark Elf (Dummner)
BirthSign: The Ritual
Hair: Jet black, suave hair. Gelled into a nice hairstyle.
Eyes: Brown - Nearly Coal Black
Guild/Faction Part of: Fighters Guild
Appearance:
Jarad's face is scarred and worn with battle. His battle wounds. His dark blue skin, cloaking him in the darkness of the nights. He has silver round earrings. And his hair and skin, are a nice shade, and are treated well. Even though he battles.
His armour is normally Bonemould, of which protects him throughout battle. But when not on a quest, his helmet remains off, and kept in his inventory. When he is staying at a place, and there is no need for armour, he normally wears extravagent clothes. The cloth
Clothes:
His armour is normally Bonemould, of which protects him throughout battle. But when not on a quest, his helmet remains off, and kept in his inventory. When he is staying at a place, and there is no need for armour, he normally wears extravagent clothes. The clothes he usually wears, is extravagent clothing. Passed down through generations of his family.
Personality:
Jarad is a viesty, but trustworthy. On the outside, he's a tough cookiee, who will not make any big acceptances for anybody. But on the inside, he's a big softy. Who just needs a friend, or a companion. When it comes to finding that friend, he is always loyal, generous, and forgiving. You can always depend on him, when the going gets rough. And he will never harm a fly, who doesn't mess with him.
When it comes to battle, he is normally victorious and corageous. Someone you could depend on to defeat your enemies, and foes. If anybody needs help. He's always there to help.
Likes:
- Friends
- Drakes
- Quests
Dislikes:
- Thieves Guild
- Hostiles
- Backstabbers
Favourite Food: Kwama Eggs (Grown used to them)
Favourite Drink: Mead
Weapon: Flaming Tanto (A Spear - 3-15pts + 3pts Fire Damage)
Powers: Mara's Gift, Fire Immunity, Fire Ball
Friends: None
Girl/Boy Friend: None
Family:
- Drafox Forax - Father (Deceased)
- Hurayna Forax - Mother (Deceased)
- Fargoth Forax - Uncle (Alive)
Lives: The Imperial City.
History/More Info:
His father and mother where castaways, rejected by society. And so they wander the forests, of course, untill little Jarad came along. They named him Jarad, after a kind Archer in the woods helped them towards The Imperial City. They where fortunate enough to be accepted into the city, and where stationed in a house. The one Jarad still lives in..
Childhood was fine for Jarad, he had the oppotunity to play with all the children, and he was never hungry, or thirsty. Some might say he was spoilt. Others say he was lucky. But the truth behind it was that Jarad's parents Drafox and Hurayna wanted their son to have a life they never had. Most of their life was spent, in the blazing heat, of the forest. And they barely had anything to live onto. Jarad was their Inspiration.
Soon Jarad grew up to be a fine survivor, his parents had always told him his life would never be the same. Life was like gambling, they had told him. And he believed it, and stuck to that advice like a nail. He was almost prepared for anything, but not as much as he had thought.
His father died when Jarad finally turned eighteen, the lucky start of his adult life was ruined. He grieved over his father's death, and swore that he would never trust time or life again. He told himself he would always be on edge. And he tried ever so hard to be so.
Although his intelligence was fairly weak, he had a good instinct for survival, and how to be prepared. It was untill his mother died that he had truly become the man he is now. He grieved her death, but in a sense, he didn't grieve as much as anyone else would. He kept the thoughts deep within him. Feelings would only inflict pain onto himself. That he knew.
He joined the fighters guild soon after his mother's death, and began his quest of survival. Life wasn't for the weak. It was for the stronghearted, and the better man. He knew he had to be the better man. It was his only chance of knowing he could fulfill his mother and father's dreams..
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