Unfulfilled
03-29-06, 12:08 AM
Name: Regal Burnswidth
Age: 27
Appearence and weapon discription: A slender, well toned man of the age of twenty seven polishes his blood stained steel katana aptly named Tenacity. His medium length white hair blows softly in the wind as the gray traces of insanity seem to almost glow in the sunlight. His stained red gray swordsman jacket rests neatly beside him as he grins to himself. Today was a good day for killing. As was the day before. As will tomorrow should he live to see it.
History: Just what exactly is right or wrong? To one man, stealing is wrong. To the other, it is the only way to survive. To one man, killing is not exceptable. To the other, it is a way of perserving ones own life. To Regal Burnswidth, he didn't care.
Life for Regal was as he put "clic'he". Never really talking much about his past. He views himself as no more than the average swordsman, thinking himself the best in the land. And in Regal's own twisted mind, he was. He had earned the nickname "Sword Demon" after the tails of his slaughtering of a thousand men took place. He was even invited to partake in the holy Saint of Swords tournament before he found out one man stood in his way.
He never saw himself as the guy to be motivated by a dream. But the title Saint of Swords seemed far more suited to Regal than the Demon. What more did he need to get going and slaughter those in his way as he worked at the first thing he ever faught for in his entire life? No man would stand in his way, no person would stop him. Mercy could not persuade him, and cries of agony fueled him. It was Tenacity that made him the Sword Demon. That is why He called his sword such a name. And with that Tenacity he would strike down the Saint of Swords himself; Karel....Hector....Raven....
But on his journey a dark cloud forms over head as he meets a mysterious man with a past shrouded in the same dark colors as the clouds that follow him.
Skills: Blood Craze - Once per thread Regal can take a few hits without noticing it. (At level 0 this ability allows him to ignore up to two deep cuts on his arms and legs and react as if he was never touched, however direct stabs kinda hurt, no matter how crazed he is.
Dumb Luck - Not a skill...just a creative way of getting out of the most drastic situations.
Horrible math skills and bad eye sight: During any battle Regal may "see" more enemies than their really is. IE there are two guards...but Regal sees twelve...no fifteen...no sixty....
((I was a level 0 with just about 600 points shy of level one. And i just finsihed a damn good quest to.... ))
Age: 27
Appearence and weapon discription: A slender, well toned man of the age of twenty seven polishes his blood stained steel katana aptly named Tenacity. His medium length white hair blows softly in the wind as the gray traces of insanity seem to almost glow in the sunlight. His stained red gray swordsman jacket rests neatly beside him as he grins to himself. Today was a good day for killing. As was the day before. As will tomorrow should he live to see it.
History: Just what exactly is right or wrong? To one man, stealing is wrong. To the other, it is the only way to survive. To one man, killing is not exceptable. To the other, it is a way of perserving ones own life. To Regal Burnswidth, he didn't care.
Life for Regal was as he put "clic'he". Never really talking much about his past. He views himself as no more than the average swordsman, thinking himself the best in the land. And in Regal's own twisted mind, he was. He had earned the nickname "Sword Demon" after the tails of his slaughtering of a thousand men took place. He was even invited to partake in the holy Saint of Swords tournament before he found out one man stood in his way.
He never saw himself as the guy to be motivated by a dream. But the title Saint of Swords seemed far more suited to Regal than the Demon. What more did he need to get going and slaughter those in his way as he worked at the first thing he ever faught for in his entire life? No man would stand in his way, no person would stop him. Mercy could not persuade him, and cries of agony fueled him. It was Tenacity that made him the Sword Demon. That is why He called his sword such a name. And with that Tenacity he would strike down the Saint of Swords himself; Karel....Hector....Raven....
But on his journey a dark cloud forms over head as he meets a mysterious man with a past shrouded in the same dark colors as the clouds that follow him.
Skills: Blood Craze - Once per thread Regal can take a few hits without noticing it. (At level 0 this ability allows him to ignore up to two deep cuts on his arms and legs and react as if he was never touched, however direct stabs kinda hurt, no matter how crazed he is.
Dumb Luck - Not a skill...just a creative way of getting out of the most drastic situations.
Horrible math skills and bad eye sight: During any battle Regal may "see" more enemies than their really is. IE there are two guards...but Regal sees twelve...no fifteen...no sixty....
((I was a level 0 with just about 600 points shy of level one. And i just finsihed a damn good quest to.... ))