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Lord Brofist,
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Name: Brian Sharp.
Age: 26.
Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and
any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
Age: 26.
Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and
any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
Most Recent Posts
I'm totally new here and realize I don't get a say but I feel the need to agree with Apex on this. I spent a lot of time to be sure I was respectful to this rp and its creators in my character post and it feels like shadowman didn't. I'm sorry I'm not trying to be a ass and like I said I'm new too but that's my two sents worth.
Huron could see his father in the distance coming his way riding atop his winged lion. After a moment he walked into the small cabin in which he lived and withdrew a bottle of whisky. "No doubt the old man will be thirsty, right Galaru?" He called to the dragon waiting outside and could feel his amused agreement through the bonding they shared, one of the few magics left to this world. When he was He heard his father's lion land and went out to meet him.
"It's good to see you dad, with the war and all I didn't know if you would risk it." Huron said.
"The war has them more worried about other things than an old fugitive like me." Azroth said jovially. "Besides I have some things I need to tell you." He continued more seriously.
As they stepped inside and sat at the table Huron noticed the concerned look his father had. "What is it? What's wrong?" He asked.
After a long pull of whisky and a sigh Azroth looked to his son and said. "I know that I have been vague at best about my past, and for good reason but you should know where you come from. I would love to tell you everything but I have something urgent that I need you to do so this will have to do." Handing Huron his journal he continued. "Everything is in there and you can read it at your leave. Meanwhile we should discuss something more immediate"
Huron placed the book in his backpack and looked at Azroth. "Your kinda making me nervous here pops."
"It's nothing more dangerous than you deal with on a daily basis." He said reassuringly. "We just need to move on this now!
"OK what do I need to do?" Huron asked.
"First you need to know... You have a brother. I know that's a lot to process but my information won't be good for long. Long story short, because of my past I can't get to him but you can! He's in rose working as a mercenary. here is his latest contract and a description. Also he rides a black griffin."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Huron asked a little hurt and angry. "Did you not trust me? Or did you think I was unprepared to help?"
"No no, nothing like that!" Azroth said urgently "this is the first solid lead I have gotten on him, before this I wasn't even sure if he was alive, And I didn't want to tell you just to find out that he was dead! Son we will have plenty of time to talk about this later, right now you need to find him and bring him back to me!"
A short time later Huron was on his way to eve to find a brother he never knew he had, whom was a wanted man in hostel territory. This should be fun! He thought to himself.
Name: Huron Tiberius Gandor
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Status: Alchemist/Ranger
Kingdom: Kantle/Eve
Personality: reserved and cautious, he is well mannered even though he dislikes being around people. He lives his life by his own rules and clams no allegiance to any king. He does his best not to make any enemies unnecessarily but you can’t make everybody happy. His life has made him a hard man but despite all evidence to the contrary he is not uncaring. he has studied many of the ancient magical arts but the ability to perform any of them was lost to this land long ago so he uses alchemy to create the illusion of magic.
History: He is a half-breed and as such has been shunned by both kingdoms. He was raised in a small town near the edge of Kantle by a surrogate mother. His father visited off and on through the years but always in secret because of prejudice on both sides of the border. The older he got the more he noticed how people treated him and the less he wanted to be around them so he began spending more and more time in the wild by himself. As he learned how to survive and live of the land he stopped returning to the town and when his surrogate mother died he had no reason to be around other people any more. He has spent most of his life away from civilization deep in the no man’s land and is one of the few people capable of surviving there.
Other: he has a dragon mount and a flametongue long sword that he found amid ancient runes.
Appearance: 6’ 180 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, scruffy.
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Sorry about being slow! We're coordinating our posts but will be done soon! Also any tips for a noob would be appreciated, I'm still trying to get used to this site and a more serious R.P. atmosphere.
Name: Huron Tiberius Gandor
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Status: Alchemist/Ranger
Kingdom: Kantle/Eve
Personality: reserved and cautious, he is well mannered even though he dislikes being around people. He lives his life by his own rules and clams no allegiance to any king. He does his best not to make any enemies unnecessarily but you can’t make everybody happy. His life has made him a hard man but despite all evidence to the contrary he is not uncaring. he has studied many of the ancient magical arts but the ability to perform any of them was lost to this land long ago so he uses alchemy to create the illusion of magic.
History: He is a half-breed and as such has been shunned by both kingdoms. He was raised in a small town near the edge of Kantle by a surrogate mother. His father visited off and on through the years but always in secret because of prejudice on both sides of the border. The older he got the more he noticed how people treated him and the less he wanted to be around them so he began spending more and more time in the wild by himself. As he learned how to survive and live of the land he stopped returning to the town and when his surrogate mother died he had no reason to be around other people any more. He has spent most of his life away from civilization deep in the no man’s land and is one of the few people capable of surviving there.
Other: he has a dragon mount and a flametongue long sword that he found amid ancient runes.
Appearance: 6’ 180 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, scruffy.
Picture:
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Status: Alchemist/Ranger
Kingdom: Kantle/Eve
Personality: reserved and cautious, he is well mannered even though he dislikes being around people. He lives his life by his own rules and clams no allegiance to any king. He does his best not to make any enemies unnecessarily but you can’t make everybody happy. His life has made him a hard man but despite all evidence to the contrary he is not uncaring. he has studied many of the ancient magical arts but the ability to perform any of them was lost to this land long ago so he uses alchemy to create the illusion of magic.
History: He is a half-breed and as such has been shunned by both kingdoms. He was raised in a small town near the edge of Kantle by a surrogate mother. His father visited off and on through the years but always in secret because of prejudice on both sides of the border. The older he got the more he noticed how people treated him and the less he wanted to be around them so he began spending more and more time in the wild by himself. As he learned how to survive and live of the land he stopped returning to the town and when his surrogate mother died he had no reason to be around other people any more. He has spent most of his life away from civilization deep in the no man’s land and is one of the few people capable of surviving there.
Other: he has a dragon mount and a flametongue long sword that he found amid ancient runes.
Appearance: 6’ 180 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, scruffy.
Picture:
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