arowne97

Mount & Blade

Name: James Hunter
Age: 19
Where you come from, bio: James was raised by mercenaries, so he has always wandered around, and has a warrior's lifestyle because of it. After his entire mercenary troop was slaughtered during an ambush that he barely escaped, he went and became freelance, but ended up joining Malshar after being hired by the same person as him for one job and being forced to work alongside him.
Normal clothes(link): (the same clothes as in his pic.)
Weapon (max 2)(link): Greatsword longsword
Armor/shield(link): http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2012/001/f/9/armored_knight_by_didymus03-d4kyeb7.jpg
Fighting/war exprecience?: Because he's always been a mercenary, he has plenty of experience, and learned to fight at a very young age.
Things you carry with you: a ring that is a keepsake from his late mother
Horse?: none
If you want to add something?:

Resident evil: escape from Racoon city

aw. nobody else joined? that sucks. v.v

[free-low casual] (ignore post count) looking for RP partners

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Camp for Supernatural Teens

James walked into the dining room, and sat by himself, away from the others. He preferred to eat alone, because of the fact that others found the way he ate...kind of barbaric, because he eats like a dragon(literally).

Using FANTASY Writing Prompts as Part of My Creative Writing Course!

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Crossover City(OOC)

Makoto sighed and then put his Evoker away, before walking with Jinx to the Tardis.

[free-low casual] (ignore post count) looking for RP partners

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Creepy pasta RP

Hmmm....I might join this. Not sure which one I'll play as though.

A World Of A Million Horrors

added that last thingy to my CS

Survival Crossover

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