Post by Dale Sabrehaven on Mar 1, 2008 17:19:02 GMT -5
Character's Name: Razun Silinrul
Character's Age: 120
Character's Gender: Male
Character's Race: Half Drow, half elven
Characters Realm: Redhaven
Alignment: evil
Character Class: Thief
Character's Appearance: Having the same skin color as a surface elf makes him stand out in the under dark where most drow have black skin white hair and red eyes, he is white skins silver haired, and has blue eyes. He dresses in the style of the drow elves wearing loose fitting clothing in black and gray colors. Over those clothes he wears a heavy armored trench coat, which helps him in combat while giving him a mysterious look at the same time.
Upon his legs he wears long boots that have leather straps wrapped around them all the way up to his thighs they may look difficult to move in but are easily able for him to move in. upon his pale hands he wears thick long leather glows with silver runes decorating them as they hide their own power. And a long white scarf that he uses to cover his face when traveling inside the drow city to hide his alien appearance.
Character's Personality: He was at first a naive boy but the being forced into slavery slowly changed his personality the constant beatings from his mother and grand mother totally warped his mind into one of hatred and passion which he uses now for fighting. His skill with his lance and cross bow are feared in the under dark as he is one of the most sought after assassins in Sictans employ but many still despise him for not being a full drow.
With the hatred inside him he hardly ever trusts any other drow other then Sictan and other mercenaries in the troop he hates almost all Female drow due to the torture he used to endure, and takes pride when hired to kill a priestess of Lloth.
Character's History: an enigma in a foreign society he stands out in a crowd in the under dark hated by many and despised by even more a houseless rogue thrown out from his family for being an abomination to drow beliefs a half drow half surface elf the son of a male slave brought down into the darkness to please his dark mistress out of their union a child was born Razun. Soon his mother had his father killed in traditional drow ways the child raised as a slave in his own house as even treated worse then goblins. But his mother’s mother kept him around to show his mother the error of her ways as a spot of her perfect record.
Taking a look to his father more then his mother made her furious as she whipped him numerous times his back still baring the marks of her snake whip a scar that will never heal his body grew used to the poison’s of snakes. His skin grew tougher and tougher over the number times he was beaten. During one of his last beatings his mind finally broke he reached up grabbing the whip the snake fangs biting into his forearm blood trickling down his arm his icy blue eyes staring up to his mother as he reached around grabbing the whip surprising her he pulled on it hard pulling her in his first striking at her throat making it hard for her to breath. He quickly drew the knife at her belt and used it to slit her throat like she had done to his father for sacrifice to Lloth.
Escaping from the room his blood leaving a trail behind him alerting to the house guards causing them to go after him giving chase into the depths of the under dark managing to survive the hooked horrors and other creatures he grew more determined to survive his hand gripped the dagger tighter seeing he was finally backed into a corner the drow guard coming in after him twirling his mothers dagger around in his hand an evil smirk found its way to his face he was going to enjoy this finally a way to take out all his pent up frustrations of his life as a slave finally coming to fruition charging out he held the dagger firmly slashing out a surprised scouts jugular and shoving it into his stomach so hard the tip of the dagger came out the other side.
Reaching around he grabbed the dying drows hand cross bow and fired it hitting a levitating drow in the eye and the bolt instantly lobotomizing him. With a roar of anger he pulled back the dagger while more drow piled into the room soon stopping and looking up as strange drow all dropped from the sky a strange looking male Razun had seen once or twice seemed to be leading them “you are invading our territory” he said to the other drow as soon all the drow with the male soon raised cross bows of their own firing rapidly so many bolts the drow soldiers didn’t stand a chance.
The leader of the group soon turned to Razun “Half drow you do have potential we have been watching you and now saving your life you belong to me, and shall be my prized assassin, you shall call me Sictan and you my dear half breed shall be a member of my band come” rune looked over to him his knife covered in blood clothes ripped and torn as many hand cross bows pointed at him now instantly reloaded “fine but don’t call me half breed” Sictan smiled “fine then Razun since that is your name I heard your mother yell it at her and its too bad you killed her she was sure a fine piece of ass come Rune as you are no longer a slave but an equal in my group”
Stats
HP: 25
Arrack: 9
Defense: 6
Magic: 6
Magic Defense: 4
Items:
- Hand Cross Bow: a very small cross bow the size of a hand gun (+1 Attack)
- Farmer’s Scythe: A large Iron Scythe of the type often used to cut the grass and straw. (+3 Attack)
- Short Sword: a short blade about 2ft long very maneuverable and useful for close range (+1 Attack)
- Leather Jacket: a leather jacket what else can I say (+2 Defense)
- Leather Boots: basic leather boots (+1 Defense)
- Leather Hat: A nice hat sometimes with a wide brimmed hat usually worn by travelers to keep the sun out of their eyes or for style. (+1 Defense)
- Leather Gloves: Light gloves for any occasion (+1 Defense)
Gold: 0
Character's Age: 120
Character's Gender: Male
Character's Race: Half Drow, half elven
Characters Realm: Redhaven
Alignment: evil
Character Class: Thief
Character's Appearance: Having the same skin color as a surface elf makes him stand out in the under dark where most drow have black skin white hair and red eyes, he is white skins silver haired, and has blue eyes. He dresses in the style of the drow elves wearing loose fitting clothing in black and gray colors. Over those clothes he wears a heavy armored trench coat, which helps him in combat while giving him a mysterious look at the same time.
Upon his legs he wears long boots that have leather straps wrapped around them all the way up to his thighs they may look difficult to move in but are easily able for him to move in. upon his pale hands he wears thick long leather glows with silver runes decorating them as they hide their own power. And a long white scarf that he uses to cover his face when traveling inside the drow city to hide his alien appearance.
Character's Personality: He was at first a naive boy but the being forced into slavery slowly changed his personality the constant beatings from his mother and grand mother totally warped his mind into one of hatred and passion which he uses now for fighting. His skill with his lance and cross bow are feared in the under dark as he is one of the most sought after assassins in Sictans employ but many still despise him for not being a full drow.
With the hatred inside him he hardly ever trusts any other drow other then Sictan and other mercenaries in the troop he hates almost all Female drow due to the torture he used to endure, and takes pride when hired to kill a priestess of Lloth.
Character's History: an enigma in a foreign society he stands out in a crowd in the under dark hated by many and despised by even more a houseless rogue thrown out from his family for being an abomination to drow beliefs a half drow half surface elf the son of a male slave brought down into the darkness to please his dark mistress out of their union a child was born Razun. Soon his mother had his father killed in traditional drow ways the child raised as a slave in his own house as even treated worse then goblins. But his mother’s mother kept him around to show his mother the error of her ways as a spot of her perfect record.
Taking a look to his father more then his mother made her furious as she whipped him numerous times his back still baring the marks of her snake whip a scar that will never heal his body grew used to the poison’s of snakes. His skin grew tougher and tougher over the number times he was beaten. During one of his last beatings his mind finally broke he reached up grabbing the whip the snake fangs biting into his forearm blood trickling down his arm his icy blue eyes staring up to his mother as he reached around grabbing the whip surprising her he pulled on it hard pulling her in his first striking at her throat making it hard for her to breath. He quickly drew the knife at her belt and used it to slit her throat like she had done to his father for sacrifice to Lloth.
Escaping from the room his blood leaving a trail behind him alerting to the house guards causing them to go after him giving chase into the depths of the under dark managing to survive the hooked horrors and other creatures he grew more determined to survive his hand gripped the dagger tighter seeing he was finally backed into a corner the drow guard coming in after him twirling his mothers dagger around in his hand an evil smirk found its way to his face he was going to enjoy this finally a way to take out all his pent up frustrations of his life as a slave finally coming to fruition charging out he held the dagger firmly slashing out a surprised scouts jugular and shoving it into his stomach so hard the tip of the dagger came out the other side.
Reaching around he grabbed the dying drows hand cross bow and fired it hitting a levitating drow in the eye and the bolt instantly lobotomizing him. With a roar of anger he pulled back the dagger while more drow piled into the room soon stopping and looking up as strange drow all dropped from the sky a strange looking male Razun had seen once or twice seemed to be leading them “you are invading our territory” he said to the other drow as soon all the drow with the male soon raised cross bows of their own firing rapidly so many bolts the drow soldiers didn’t stand a chance.
The leader of the group soon turned to Razun “Half drow you do have potential we have been watching you and now saving your life you belong to me, and shall be my prized assassin, you shall call me Sictan and you my dear half breed shall be a member of my band come” rune looked over to him his knife covered in blood clothes ripped and torn as many hand cross bows pointed at him now instantly reloaded “fine but don’t call me half breed” Sictan smiled “fine then Razun since that is your name I heard your mother yell it at her and its too bad you killed her she was sure a fine piece of ass come Rune as you are no longer a slave but an equal in my group”
Stats
HP: 25
Arrack: 9
Defense: 6
Magic: 6
Magic Defense: 4
Items:
- Hand Cross Bow: a very small cross bow the size of a hand gun (+1 Attack)
- Farmer’s Scythe: A large Iron Scythe of the type often used to cut the grass and straw. (+3 Attack)
- Short Sword: a short blade about 2ft long very maneuverable and useful for close range (+1 Attack)
- Leather Jacket: a leather jacket what else can I say (+2 Defense)
- Leather Boots: basic leather boots (+1 Defense)
- Leather Hat: A nice hat sometimes with a wide brimmed hat usually worn by travelers to keep the sun out of their eyes or for style. (+1 Defense)
- Leather Gloves: Light gloves for any occasion (+1 Defense)
Gold: 0
