Voltus_Ventus

Crimson Company

Done, yeah! Hope I'm accepted.

The Cast Away.

W.I.P.

Name: Draphus Zeller
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Bio: Draphus represented Hungery, he was to be their champion in the Olympics, to bring home the fold medal and show the world his fencing skills. He was on a transit flight, missing the flight the rest of the Olympic team took because of being stopped at the gates, the x-ray picking up his fencing foil in his bag, after an hour of arguing they let him past, without his weapon of course, that was to be sent to America by mail. So up ge flew, reclined in a last minute economy sear that cost him a fortune, flicking through the movies he could watch, then the lights went out and the plane dropped like a stone.
Personality:he is a fairly outgoing person when it comes to most things, just not people, one could call him an awkward guy but he prefers to say he is socially challenged. Despite his usually stern face he is actually not a pessimistic person, he is just always thinking but is still a fairly optimistic person, sometimes seen smiling to himself as if there is a joke only he knows. He has two passions in life, the thrill of fencing and Thinking way to much, both very important to him. He to most people appears to be a simple guy but ain't stupid, he has all his wits about him and will not hesitate to show them, often snapping at people who make snide or rude comments about him. He can sometimes be seen staring into space blankly, just doing nothing, it's because he has a hard time concentrating on things he doesn't find interesting, like politics, or people... Having more of a preference to mumble to himself or work on his fencing skills.
Weapon: shattered piece of plane with fabric wrapped around the bottom to form an improvised hilt.
Skills: Fencing, climbing trees, jumping long distances and quick reflexes.

Crimson Company

Work in Progress

Name - Delta Starkweather
Race - Human
Gender - Male
Age - 33
Appearance:

Height - 6'2"
Weight - 160Ibs
Class - Warrior
Skills - Armoring, Swordsmanship and being graceful in armor.
Weaponry - Two short swords, Heater shield.
Other equipment - Skinning/Multi-purpose knife, Goat leather water pouch, Sack of Apples, Pouch of dried figs, Loaf of stale bread, Flint and Steel, Extinguished Torch, A set of clothes and a small black kitten that travels with him.
Apparel - His chainmail armor and bronze chestplate with leather trousers below with a pouched belt.
Personality - He is a simple person bit not a stupid one, he has all his wits about him and will not hesitate to show them. He generally falls in line and does what he is told but as a warrior of a mercenary clan but when he gets passionate he would break any rule and any order to fulfill his passion. He is a quiet person, usually deep in thought or fighting but he is a good listener and gives good advice. However he is a very serious person -most times- and handles things with an accurate degree of appropriacy. He never let's external forces cloud his judgment, he is solid as cliffs of stone and as unwavering as the ocean that crashes against it. He isn't quick to judge people by their problems, god knows he has a lot, instead he just doesn't ask them and hopes he won't be asked.
Bio – He was brought up in Cabrook as a farm hand on his parent's enormous plot, spending his Springs planting seeds, his summers harvesting wheat, his autumns picking apples and his winters freezing by a dead fire. He had three siblings his younger brother Maximus, his older brother Leopold and his younger sister Tatiana. However one day his parents died of an illness, water lung. They drowned in there own fluid in their sleep. After that Maximus joined the army and Delta stayed to look after Tatiana who was looking after Leopold (the mentally retarded oldest child), after a few months of living off what was left to them by their parents and what little Maximus could afford to send, they were in desperate need for money, so Delta did left to make some, not by joining the army -it didn't earn enough. He became a mercenary.

Performers Peril (>always open<)

Work in progress:

Name: Constantin Corvus
Age: 26
Appearance:

Face

Role in Show: Aerial Acrobatics.
Years With Cirkus Azyl: All 5 years.
Personality:
Good:
He is a calm collected person, never seen publicly going to the extremes of emotion, always neutral or there about. He is always willing to listen to the suggestions of his fellow performers and also give feed back. He's not quick to judge people by their failures or problems, he's had more then his fair share of them. Humble, he is very humble, taking any praise with subdued thanks and never asks for what he knows he can't get.
Bad:
Even though he us willing to listen to advice that's not saying he will act on it, if it has something to do with his act he gets very defensive. Doesn't like reflecting on the past, he is usually tight lipped about and doesn't ask others about theirs. He's not really a problem solver, more of a head scratcher, he might give useful bits and bobs sometimes but otherwise he's not the sharpest knife in the jugglers act.
Eccentricity:
One weird thing about him is his late night practicing on the 4 floor, he does it alone and plays the same song every night to accompany it, if you were perceptive you would hear the haunting tune. During his shows he can be seen muttering to himself, even as he is flipping through the air or making run ups before a jump, no one knows what he says, they don't really bother asking.

Performers Peril

I was thinking one of those people who swing around above the audience and do acrobatics and stuff.

Performers Peril

I was thinking one of those people who swing around above the audience and do acrobatics and stuff.

Performers Peril

BLOX! we've got enough peeps.

Nationbuilding Roleplay?

Neither would I.

Earth: Sandbox

Interested.

Performers Peril

I like.