Post by Duello on May 20, 2007 19:53:36 GMT -5
Name: Duello Marquene
Age: 550
Race: Zhoan elf
Class: Ranger
Physical Description: the first thing people notice are his eyes, a vibrant green like new leaves, surrounded by his mahogany colored skin. his hair is thick auburn and he wears it in a single long braid down his back. he dresses in brown woolen pants and a leather vest. his prominent eyebrows emphasis his expressions in conversation and his rich tenor voice is smooth and pleasing.
Weapons:a long bow, quiver, arrows(115) standard dagger, 3 throwing daggers,
Armor: leather armor
other Items:tea leaves (20), wool breeches, wool cloak, flint&steel, wooden mug, leather ka pouch, leather cloak, 4 bags cloves (60/15
)
History: with the increased sense of cooperation between the grand and the Thrae Goden, it was only a matter of time before the bloodlines would begin to blur. Duello's father was a Sentinel, a skilled archer of moderate rank. his mother was a Thrae Goden woman of no official standing. through the contortions of fate, Duello was born in the forests of the Thrae Goden Valley. he spent his first years with her, learning the practical and wild ways of the Thrae Goden elves. his father learned of his existence however and insisted that he come north to the Grand for refinement. he eventually joined his father, and learned of culture and bowman-ship, and while none succeeded at cultivating his voice to anything but the raucous songs of his childhood, he found that he enjoyed the poetic arts of his fathers people, even if others questioned his technical skill.
eventually however, he grew restless in the civilized lands of his father. he wanted to lie under the stars and remember the simple life he'd led as a child. and so he boarded up his home and left. in the dark of the moonlight, and placed himself on the paths of the world with his horse, Attanis, as his only companion. from time to time he will return, take down the boards on his door and live for a year or two in his fathers homeland, but he never stays long.
Location: near watch-peak
Other:
Horse: Attanis, a brown Apertaine Horse with white and black feathers.
horse equipment: red haffon, 1lb grain, horse brush, horseshoes,
Ka: 620
Age: 550
Race: Zhoan elf
Class: Ranger
Physical Description: the first thing people notice are his eyes, a vibrant green like new leaves, surrounded by his mahogany colored skin. his hair is thick auburn and he wears it in a single long braid down his back. he dresses in brown woolen pants and a leather vest. his prominent eyebrows emphasis his expressions in conversation and his rich tenor voice is smooth and pleasing.
Weapons:a long bow, quiver, arrows(115) standard dagger, 3 throwing daggers,
Armor: leather armor
other Items:tea leaves (20), wool breeches, wool cloak, flint&steel, wooden mug, leather ka pouch, leather cloak, 4 bags cloves (60/15
)
History: with the increased sense of cooperation between the grand and the Thrae Goden, it was only a matter of time before the bloodlines would begin to blur. Duello's father was a Sentinel, a skilled archer of moderate rank. his mother was a Thrae Goden woman of no official standing. through the contortions of fate, Duello was born in the forests of the Thrae Goden Valley. he spent his first years with her, learning the practical and wild ways of the Thrae Goden elves. his father learned of his existence however and insisted that he come north to the Grand for refinement. he eventually joined his father, and learned of culture and bowman-ship, and while none succeeded at cultivating his voice to anything but the raucous songs of his childhood, he found that he enjoyed the poetic arts of his fathers people, even if others questioned his technical skill.
eventually however, he grew restless in the civilized lands of his father. he wanted to lie under the stars and remember the simple life he'd led as a child. and so he boarded up his home and left. in the dark of the moonlight, and placed himself on the paths of the world with his horse, Attanis, as his only companion. from time to time he will return, take down the boards on his door and live for a year or two in his fathers homeland, but he never stays long.
Location: near watch-peak
Other:
Horse: Attanis, a brown Apertaine Horse with white and black feathers.
horse equipment: red haffon, 1lb grain, horse brush, horseshoes,
Ka: 620