Post by Raivont on Dec 6, 2006 23:00:55 GMT -5
Name: Raivont Aevyail
Age: 1,360
Race: Nymandine Elf
Class: Bounty Hunter
Physical Description: Raivont stands proudly at 6' 2", with a strong, lean form and gorgeous ebony skin of a blue-black hue that accentuates his lively amethyst eyes. Platinum blonde hair, almost pure white against his skin, is short and messy atop his head, a short goatee occupying his chin accompanying it.
He dresses based completely on the weather. If he's travelling to the colder regions of the north, he will often wear his wool tunic and breeches with his fur-lined boots, his leather armor, and possibly his cloak if it's that cold. His claymore is always worn on his back when not in use, and his dagger rests on his belt.
If he is in less cool regions, he will go barefoot, wearing his kilt and possibly his cotton tunic. He will keep his weapons on hand at all times, and has a habit of hiding his pack in places most would never think of, a lot of the time burrying it.
Weapons, Armor and other Items:
---Weapons: 1 Standard Dagger, 1 Claymore
---Apparel: Basic Leather Armor, 1 set (breeches, tunic) wool clothes, 1 kilt, 1 cotton tunic, 1 fur-lined wool cloak, 1 pair of fur-lined leather boots
---Other Items: 1 sharpening stone, 1 flint and steel, 1 needle, 1 thread
---Food: 1 bag of fruits/veggies (15 pieces), 1 loaf of bread, 1 lb. beef, 1 dried rations, 1 wineskin
---Financial Stuff: 575 ka, 1 leather ka pouch
---Pet(s): Wolf cub named Iry
History: Raivont had a family like most do. When he was just barely four years old, his parents were stationed in Rahaadan Garrison to fight in the war between Iodar and Ardenbau. As we all know, this war did not end well, and his parents were killed.
His uncle had taken care of him at the time, and when news came that little Raivont's parents were passed away, he took the child in and raised him, fueled with anger and contempt for what the war had cost their family. Raivont had two older siblings, but no one could contact them, and they had all but disappeared. So, Raivont was left with his uncle, a strict man who toughened him up and taught him basic warfare.
As he grew up and began making decisions for himself, he was influenced greatly by his uncle and stories of his mother and father. While his father had been strong and brave, his mother was fierce in battle and a quick study. He wanted to avenge them, or die trying, and devoted his life then to being a Ranger.
He traveled a lot, and soon found that any companions he made, be they spousal or friends, had a tendency to die in short periods of time [Read: short periods of time for an Elf]. He grew more and more bitter, and finally renounced himself as a Ranger, only to find that having no job meant he could not live as he wanted to. Even hermits needed money sometime, right?
He became a Bounty Hunter, dreams of avenging his parents switching quickly with possibly reuniting with them. He's become almost more reckless as he sees more and more people around him dying of old age while he seems to remain young..
Location: Iodar, Yareth
Psyon Ability: Telekinesis- the movement of items with one's mind.
Other: He's convinced that he's a bitter old man, and generally avoids people because he doesn't like seeing friends die while he lives on. Because of this, he doesn't even TRY to get into any serious relationships, and is very difficult to get into a bed with. Also, he is terrified of bears due to an experience when he was younger that he NEVER talks about. Ever. So don't ask.
Iry is Raivont's best friend and is based on an Arabian wolf. He has yellow eyes with black pupils and short grayish-beige fur that becomes longer and thicker in the winter. His ears are large in comparison to the rest of his slender body.
He is built for speed and while he will only grow to be two and a half feet tall, foot to head, and forty pounds, he will have the strength to take down animals the size of a goat.
Raivont's affinity with animals over people allows him the security to have a pet and not panic. He likes wolves and seems to understand them better than most people, based on his always seeming to have one.
Note: Iry is NOT tame, and it is unwise to try and pet him unless given consent by Raivont.
Age: 1,360
Race: Nymandine Elf
Class: Bounty Hunter
Physical Description: Raivont stands proudly at 6' 2", with a strong, lean form and gorgeous ebony skin of a blue-black hue that accentuates his lively amethyst eyes. Platinum blonde hair, almost pure white against his skin, is short and messy atop his head, a short goatee occupying his chin accompanying it.
He dresses based completely on the weather. If he's travelling to the colder regions of the north, he will often wear his wool tunic and breeches with his fur-lined boots, his leather armor, and possibly his cloak if it's that cold. His claymore is always worn on his back when not in use, and his dagger rests on his belt.
If he is in less cool regions, he will go barefoot, wearing his kilt and possibly his cotton tunic. He will keep his weapons on hand at all times, and has a habit of hiding his pack in places most would never think of, a lot of the time burrying it.
Weapons, Armor and other Items:
---Weapons: 1 Standard Dagger, 1 Claymore
---Apparel: Basic Leather Armor, 1 set (breeches, tunic) wool clothes, 1 kilt, 1 cotton tunic, 1 fur-lined wool cloak, 1 pair of fur-lined leather boots
---Other Items: 1 sharpening stone, 1 flint and steel, 1 needle, 1 thread
---Food: 1 bag of fruits/veggies (15 pieces), 1 loaf of bread, 1 lb. beef, 1 dried rations, 1 wineskin
---Financial Stuff: 575 ka, 1 leather ka pouch
---Pet(s): Wolf cub named Iry
History: Raivont had a family like most do. When he was just barely four years old, his parents were stationed in Rahaadan Garrison to fight in the war between Iodar and Ardenbau. As we all know, this war did not end well, and his parents were killed.
His uncle had taken care of him at the time, and when news came that little Raivont's parents were passed away, he took the child in and raised him, fueled with anger and contempt for what the war had cost their family. Raivont had two older siblings, but no one could contact them, and they had all but disappeared. So, Raivont was left with his uncle, a strict man who toughened him up and taught him basic warfare.
As he grew up and began making decisions for himself, he was influenced greatly by his uncle and stories of his mother and father. While his father had been strong and brave, his mother was fierce in battle and a quick study. He wanted to avenge them, or die trying, and devoted his life then to being a Ranger.
He traveled a lot, and soon found that any companions he made, be they spousal or friends, had a tendency to die in short periods of time [Read: short periods of time for an Elf]. He grew more and more bitter, and finally renounced himself as a Ranger, only to find that having no job meant he could not live as he wanted to. Even hermits needed money sometime, right?
He became a Bounty Hunter, dreams of avenging his parents switching quickly with possibly reuniting with them. He's become almost more reckless as he sees more and more people around him dying of old age while he seems to remain young..
Location: Iodar, Yareth
Psyon Ability: Telekinesis- the movement of items with one's mind.
Other: He's convinced that he's a bitter old man, and generally avoids people because he doesn't like seeing friends die while he lives on. Because of this, he doesn't even TRY to get into any serious relationships, and is very difficult to get into a bed with. Also, he is terrified of bears due to an experience when he was younger that he NEVER talks about. Ever. So don't ask.
Iry is Raivont's best friend and is based on an Arabian wolf. He has yellow eyes with black pupils and short grayish-beige fur that becomes longer and thicker in the winter. His ears are large in comparison to the rest of his slender body.
He is built for speed and while he will only grow to be two and a half feet tall, foot to head, and forty pounds, he will have the strength to take down animals the size of a goat.
Raivont's affinity with animals over people allows him the security to have a pet and not panic. He likes wolves and seems to understand them better than most people, based on his always seeming to have one.
Note: Iry is NOT tame, and it is unwise to try and pet him unless given consent by Raivont.