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Partisan said
The name, maybe? Aevar sounds Nordic enough, Drahvar sounds like you ripped it from an Elder Scrolls dark elf. :P His history seems a bit cliché (father that made him hate him, then fought and killed him) but I'm not really against that, I'm just saying it's been done before, many many times. I'll wait for you to say if you wanna change it, I mean it's acceptable but I think you can do better as this wasn't about writing skills but just imagination.Enalais, for you, grammar grammar grammar. It helps a lot. Besides that the character isn't very in-depth, you should add more details - this looks like what I draw up in my head before I write a CS, sort of like rough edges. Needs more refinement.


i will work on that soon, right now it's 2 am and classes start at 6.
Yeah, i just worry that stuff like this will die, to many rps that i like die out of the gate or when things are getting established. There was a really good halo odst one i was in that died, but at least that one started.
I like how everyone is so impatient, after all the patient hunter gets the prey.
Ignore this.
Jamlamin laughed aloud "You believe that don't you? well i know your new friends wouldn't like that, us included." He said gestering to the centaur and Rilden. "As for the thief and his abilties, they kinda do, most people know that us bearers can use the abilties of our patrons. My patron being a dark god makes people assume i'm going to eat their childrens bones, it's kind of tiring." He sighed and countinued

"But then again one could argue it's the bearer who twists it, i mean look at me my friends are as shifty as me and I'm greedy,selfish and in love with myself." He laughed at that and true to the enigma he contradicted himself and threw people off by changing the subject "Or maybe i'm trying to pick your pocket." he lifted his hand and moved it slowly toward Robyn.

He smiled at her, his smile was warm, but on the inside he was kicking himself for having to do this backtracking, "You've done it before." something seemed to say from the deepest part of his mind, while it was true it was just Robyn seemed diffrent Jamlamin had a hard time imagining her using his secrets against him or sinking a dagger in his ribs.

His hand stopped short of Robyn, his mind was fighting a war and he was afraid it would show so he got up and brushed himself off "Uhhhh if you will excuse me i forgot something back at the house." He said then he faded into a shadow and was gone.
finished.
i am
Full name: Tallon Wulfgar
Sex: Male
Age: 24

Appearance: Tallon is shorter than average standing in at 5'4 and weighing in at just 120 pounds he is kind of the runt of his family, but his small frame makes it easier for him to move around and get into places others can't. His eyes are the color of winter frost, and he hasn't quite gotten in any facial hair yet, leading others to think that he isn't really a Viking at all.
Clothing or armour: Tallon wears a green tunic and breaches to blend in with the foliage better, the only thing he has from his family is his fathers leather wrist guards for use with a bow and arrow.
Facial features: His face almost looks like that of a child and not of a grown man, he has almost no facial hair, and leaves his hair cut short.
Weapons and equipment: Bow and quiver of arrows, rope, spear, and nets both of the fishing and hunting variety, and a very crudely made fishing pole.

Personality: Tallon is a little bit standoffish and not very sociable, but what he lacks in social graces he makes up for his ingenuity, and intelligence. and when he is alone he's often thinking of better ways to trap animals, or improve his hunting skills.

History: Tallon grew up the middle child of five, his father was a hunter and gatherer his mother gathered the children. As Tallon grew older he was exposed to everything from how to fish, how to trap, and how to shoot a bow (though he was never really good at the last one.) as well as his duties around the house he was expected to take regular training as a member of the Militia, he officially became a trapper, when he started trapping large game for his older siblings to kill, what he didn't expect was to be called on a raid. He was put on a long boat and handed an axe and expected to fight. While out on the raid nature called, so he went in the bushes, when he came back every thing had gone to the underworld, when he asked what happened, no one could say exactly, so the raid was called off and they returned dishonored and without loot, when questioned all he could say was he didn't know. But apparently the whole group had displeased the chief who exiled the whole lot, he didn't even get to say goodbye, with the other exiles he turned away from the only home he had ever known and walked away.

Combat skills: Milita experience.
Other skills: Tallon exels at fishing and trapping, and he is alright at identifying plants, archery, and at using a spear.
Additional info: N/a
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