Lady Blackwell
07-20-10, 11:42 PM
Name: Maximillian Cannon (A.K.A Max)
Age: 23
Race: Human
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 150 lbs
Personality: Level headed but when he gets into a stressful scenario he gets really aggressive and will yell at anyone
Appearance: Smooth like appearance, Very good looking, shiny brown eyes and thick white hair. Max wears black leather chest piece and leather leggings into leather boots with a white cloak covering all but his boots.
Skills:
Paralysis touch: This ability allows Max to charge mana into the foe’s nervous system blocking certain messages being sent through only to the muscle he touched with his fingers.(( Can only be used out of combat[Here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=20614)]))
Swordsmanship: Max has Above Average Swordsmanship. Max Can Duel wield at an Average Level
Tactics: Max was taught basic tactical maneuvers from his biological father. This includes basic flanking and penetration skills. (( Can out maneuver most people his level))
Mana Pulse: Max focuses all his mana into his chest cavity and unleashes one hellish pulse, it can only send human-sized or smaller figures "flying" for a distance of up to ten feet. However it leaves Max without breath and extremly damaged. It is his last ditch maneuver to end a fight.Here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18684&page=2)
Removing cloak: Improves reflex's by 2x ((Reflex bonus comes from Max being used to carrying around the extra weight on his shoulders. Gained here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18637)))
Equipment: Max has one Master crafted Steel long sword, a Steel long sword, Black leather leggings and boots. His Black leather chest piece that now looked more brown then black from all the patching that had to be done. His grey body length cloak with small pockets on the shoulder area to hold several small bars of metal to increase the weight. A small Green gem the size of Max's palm able to communicate with Max once embedded into an item. ((gained sword and gem Knowledge here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18637) aswell))
History: Max was born Twenty-three years ago into a very bad family. As soon as Max could walk he was being used, abused, tortured and used as an errand boy. Max hated this life with a passion he had no choice of his own whether what days he worked and even when he went for breaks and relaxed. This life went on tell he was 13 when it eased up a bit when he met Clyde age 14. They went out and carried on had fun like normal kids would after dark when max had no errands to run and wasn’t being tortured. One day when Max was 17 his brother Jon died from saying no more to his parents while being tortured. Max couldn’t take that anymore so that night he packed his pack and went to see Clyde and told him he was running away because he couldn’t take this life anymore. Max ran all night and most of the next day. He stopped to take a breather behind a tree when he heard horses coming up from the path he had just came from.
Being fearful and tired he just lay there behind the tree trying to remain hidden. By now his parents would obviously have noticed his disappearance. Just as the horse stopped and he heard a man get off and crouch from the sound of his leather. Max thought how alone Clyde must feel with them being together for four years then him just leaving without notice just that one night. He was shook hard from this reality as the man that supposedly crouched, grabbed Max by his leather chest piece and pulled him to his feet. He mumbled something along the lines of your in big trouble when you get back to the camp. At this Max forgot he was tired and decided to fight back. He brought his knee up at a quick pace hitting the man in the most sensitive spot he had sending spiraling back in pain. The man went down and sat down holding his groin in pain. Max took this time to run zig zagging around trees as if they were obstacles for this man.
Max tripped on an over turned tree root and fell to the ground hard. Max could barely breathe let alone move. There was a swift kick to his side sending him flying across the ground into a tree sideways. Max saw who the kicker was it was the man he himself had just kneed in the groin. The man drew his spiked mace and headed towards Max as if to hit and severely injure him. Max knew he should just take it like a man and wait for his punishment but right now all he wanted was help.
Max Opened his mouth and screamed at the top of his lungs for help and tried as hard as he could to stand up. He got about to his knees before he was hit from behind with the spiked mace sending him to the ground in pain. He felt warm blood going down his back and onto the ground beneath him. He started to doze off and he felt himself going cold. He told himself to stay awake and try to stay warm as he heard another swing from the mace that chattering of the chains as it swung.
Out of nowhere Max heard a loud clang of steel to steel or metal to metal. He looked up as much as he could and saw another pair of feet in front of him fighting off the man from his parents. After a few minutes the man that was on the horse dropped and started bleeding a lot. His rescuer came over and picked up Max and placed an arm around his neck helping him over towards what looked like a wall made out of tree logs.
Max blacked out waking up to people around him whispering around him. Before max could do anything he was scooped up but some very big and strong arms and carried around to a different place a lot softer and comfortable then his previous location. He turned around in his place with a lot of pain. When he opened his eyes from wincing he saw a very big bulky guy standing over him smiling down.
Within a few days Max had no problem moving around all he had was a little discomfort. At this point the big bulky guy introduced himself and told him everything that had happened and where he was at the obligation he had to his men. At this Max agreed to join the bandit horde. Within a few days of training with the bandit leader max felt as if he was ready to go out on his first mission this mission he wanted solo. The mission was fairly simple max thought, sneak in and steal a blood red ruby the size of his fist.
He entered from behind the building where there should be fewer guys. He was right there was no guys what so ever which he thought was odd for a ruby this big and precious. He grabbed it and on his way back out the back he saw a scroll all alone in a room isolated from anything and anyone. It intrigued him and so he went in to examine this scroll. It was encased in a wooden frame with a sort of glass around it and the label read paralysis touch on the casing. Max went around to the back of the case to see how he could get in to examine the scroll. To his amazement the back door was open and easy to grab the scroll. Almost instantly he heard someone yell the ‘Ruby it’s gone!’
Max pocketed the scroll and jumped out the back window throwing the ruby in his pack. He hit the ground and shoulder rolled to behind a tree where he had clear view of his escape route. There were no guards here at all so Max to a risk and ran for it. He turned the corner and started running down the road towards his bandit camp at full speed when he was hit hard from behind in the left shoulder blade. He hit the ground hard and skidded to a halt. Max took his right hand and brought it up to his left shoulder blade and felt an arrow sticking out of it. This wasn’t enough to stop Max from reaching his goal so he got up and continued running with a lot of discomfort and pain. HE turned around about 10 minutes later and no one was behind him so it was as if no one was chasing him.
Max reached his camp and collapsed, out of breath, at the front gate. Two other bandits came out and helped him inside while another came out and checked if anyone was following. He approached the bandit leader very slowly an arrow in his back and the pack with the ruby was also pinned there. The bandit leader stood up and looked anxious with a mixture of worry. Max grabbed his pack with his right hand and ripped it off his back and gave it to the bandit lord before passing out.
Max awoke a few hours later in his own tent in his own bed and realized that most of the arrow if not all of it was gone from his shoulder. He didn’t care about anything else right now he just wanted to see what was in that scroll. He opened and looked amazed as it was only a few paragraphs long. Max read and memorized all what it said and then the next day asked a few loyal bandits to help him with a little experiment. They obliged and enter his tent with him where Max charge mana into his finger tips and touched the upper leg of one guard and the upper arm of the other. They instantly started complaining the one that max touched on the leg collapsed to the ground. Max knew it had obviously worked so he went and sat beside the camp fire, waiting for something interesting to happen.
He didn’t have to wait long before one bandit ran in and whispered in his ear “I heard your home town was going to be attacked tonight by the army of Radasanth. At this Max got up went over and grabbed a steel short sword from the weapon rack and grabbed a horse and went full speed towards his home town.
As Max headed over the hill overlooking his home town where him and Clyde used to hang out all the time he saw the army setting up their catapults and getting ready to fire on his town. He put the horse into a full gallop and tore down the hill heading towards Clyde’s house well his last known residence. Max got to the front door and barged in seeing Clyde talking to his father. Max wasted no time he grabbed Clyde by the arm and dragged him out and pushed him towards the forest from where he came. Clyde seemed to be like ‘who the hell are you.’ Max just told him he had no time to play and that they needed to go now. Clyde seemed to be about to say something when a big boulder smashed into the building right across the road from them. At this Max needed no more so he started running as fast as he could to get out of there. Clyde was soon after him. Max and Clyde ran for about two days stopping only for a few minutes rest break but other then that they were running.
They came into a town and Max put them up in a tavern for a few nights. And that was three years ago right now and they have been slowly traveling town to town stealing and mugging people for their possessions.
After losing contact with Clyde shortly after they left the bandit clan. Max had ventured off and became an explorer. Meeting many foes in the Citadel and battling on foreign terrains. He had learned much in his visits to the Citadel. However the one thing he could never forget was the time he settled down in a small town, and tried to be a contributing member. However one day after his Room mate had gone to the market to get some food for them, while Max was getting ready for work. He was approached by a shady figure, and Blackmailed to leave the town or he threatened to tell everyone what he really was. Max dared the Shady figure to try, and that no one would believe him. When Max came home for lunch he was approached by several of the towns folk and asked kindly to leave, after Max calmly said he had changed and went back to work. He found the Shady man had already been there. Max was asked to leave and never return. By everyone he held dear in the town, making him give up hope of settling down anywhere and wandering to find somewhere and something to do for awhile. That's when he saw his old friend the Citadel off in the distance, Max headed there and within those walls he fought Duffy Bracken and with all his strength and brutality he could muster ended up winning the fight by stabbing Duffy through the chest.
Another fight, Different day, Different opponent. Max had come across an underground fighting arena where he had enrolled and was winning matches against opponents that found there way there after drinking too much at the local tavern, Well Almost all his opponent's. The Opponent who defeated him Was Lorenor, after a fight that seemed to go on forever with Max being dazed to the point of unconciousness after each steady hit from Lorenor. The fight ended with Lorenor finally dealing a succesful blow, making Max bleed from a head wound. The wound finally got the better of Max making a hit that would otherwise just Daze Max knock him out on the ground. If it wasn't for some of the monks from the citadel being there, Max would of died at Lorenor's hands. Yet just another nameless notch on his belt.
Max had come to find the Tavern by the Docks to be the closest to home he could get. The innkeeper letting him stay there for free as long as Max kept going to the Middle weight division, of the Underground boxing arena and winning. Max normally helped out around the dock's whenever he wasn't fighting or at the inn, the sea air just calmed and soothed Max beyond what he thought possible.
Age: 23
Race: Human
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 150 lbs
Personality: Level headed but when he gets into a stressful scenario he gets really aggressive and will yell at anyone
Appearance: Smooth like appearance, Very good looking, shiny brown eyes and thick white hair. Max wears black leather chest piece and leather leggings into leather boots with a white cloak covering all but his boots.
Skills:
Paralysis touch: This ability allows Max to charge mana into the foe’s nervous system blocking certain messages being sent through only to the muscle he touched with his fingers.(( Can only be used out of combat[Here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=20614)]))
Swordsmanship: Max has Above Average Swordsmanship. Max Can Duel wield at an Average Level
Tactics: Max was taught basic tactical maneuvers from his biological father. This includes basic flanking and penetration skills. (( Can out maneuver most people his level))
Mana Pulse: Max focuses all his mana into his chest cavity and unleashes one hellish pulse, it can only send human-sized or smaller figures "flying" for a distance of up to ten feet. However it leaves Max without breath and extremly damaged. It is his last ditch maneuver to end a fight.Here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18684&page=2)
Removing cloak: Improves reflex's by 2x ((Reflex bonus comes from Max being used to carrying around the extra weight on his shoulders. Gained here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18637)))
Equipment: Max has one Master crafted Steel long sword, a Steel long sword, Black leather leggings and boots. His Black leather chest piece that now looked more brown then black from all the patching that had to be done. His grey body length cloak with small pockets on the shoulder area to hold several small bars of metal to increase the weight. A small Green gem the size of Max's palm able to communicate with Max once embedded into an item. ((gained sword and gem Knowledge here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=18637) aswell))
History: Max was born Twenty-three years ago into a very bad family. As soon as Max could walk he was being used, abused, tortured and used as an errand boy. Max hated this life with a passion he had no choice of his own whether what days he worked and even when he went for breaks and relaxed. This life went on tell he was 13 when it eased up a bit when he met Clyde age 14. They went out and carried on had fun like normal kids would after dark when max had no errands to run and wasn’t being tortured. One day when Max was 17 his brother Jon died from saying no more to his parents while being tortured. Max couldn’t take that anymore so that night he packed his pack and went to see Clyde and told him he was running away because he couldn’t take this life anymore. Max ran all night and most of the next day. He stopped to take a breather behind a tree when he heard horses coming up from the path he had just came from.
Being fearful and tired he just lay there behind the tree trying to remain hidden. By now his parents would obviously have noticed his disappearance. Just as the horse stopped and he heard a man get off and crouch from the sound of his leather. Max thought how alone Clyde must feel with them being together for four years then him just leaving without notice just that one night. He was shook hard from this reality as the man that supposedly crouched, grabbed Max by his leather chest piece and pulled him to his feet. He mumbled something along the lines of your in big trouble when you get back to the camp. At this Max forgot he was tired and decided to fight back. He brought his knee up at a quick pace hitting the man in the most sensitive spot he had sending spiraling back in pain. The man went down and sat down holding his groin in pain. Max took this time to run zig zagging around trees as if they were obstacles for this man.
Max tripped on an over turned tree root and fell to the ground hard. Max could barely breathe let alone move. There was a swift kick to his side sending him flying across the ground into a tree sideways. Max saw who the kicker was it was the man he himself had just kneed in the groin. The man drew his spiked mace and headed towards Max as if to hit and severely injure him. Max knew he should just take it like a man and wait for his punishment but right now all he wanted was help.
Max Opened his mouth and screamed at the top of his lungs for help and tried as hard as he could to stand up. He got about to his knees before he was hit from behind with the spiked mace sending him to the ground in pain. He felt warm blood going down his back and onto the ground beneath him. He started to doze off and he felt himself going cold. He told himself to stay awake and try to stay warm as he heard another swing from the mace that chattering of the chains as it swung.
Out of nowhere Max heard a loud clang of steel to steel or metal to metal. He looked up as much as he could and saw another pair of feet in front of him fighting off the man from his parents. After a few minutes the man that was on the horse dropped and started bleeding a lot. His rescuer came over and picked up Max and placed an arm around his neck helping him over towards what looked like a wall made out of tree logs.
Max blacked out waking up to people around him whispering around him. Before max could do anything he was scooped up but some very big and strong arms and carried around to a different place a lot softer and comfortable then his previous location. He turned around in his place with a lot of pain. When he opened his eyes from wincing he saw a very big bulky guy standing over him smiling down.
Within a few days Max had no problem moving around all he had was a little discomfort. At this point the big bulky guy introduced himself and told him everything that had happened and where he was at the obligation he had to his men. At this Max agreed to join the bandit horde. Within a few days of training with the bandit leader max felt as if he was ready to go out on his first mission this mission he wanted solo. The mission was fairly simple max thought, sneak in and steal a blood red ruby the size of his fist.
He entered from behind the building where there should be fewer guys. He was right there was no guys what so ever which he thought was odd for a ruby this big and precious. He grabbed it and on his way back out the back he saw a scroll all alone in a room isolated from anything and anyone. It intrigued him and so he went in to examine this scroll. It was encased in a wooden frame with a sort of glass around it and the label read paralysis touch on the casing. Max went around to the back of the case to see how he could get in to examine the scroll. To his amazement the back door was open and easy to grab the scroll. Almost instantly he heard someone yell the ‘Ruby it’s gone!’
Max pocketed the scroll and jumped out the back window throwing the ruby in his pack. He hit the ground and shoulder rolled to behind a tree where he had clear view of his escape route. There were no guards here at all so Max to a risk and ran for it. He turned the corner and started running down the road towards his bandit camp at full speed when he was hit hard from behind in the left shoulder blade. He hit the ground hard and skidded to a halt. Max took his right hand and brought it up to his left shoulder blade and felt an arrow sticking out of it. This wasn’t enough to stop Max from reaching his goal so he got up and continued running with a lot of discomfort and pain. HE turned around about 10 minutes later and no one was behind him so it was as if no one was chasing him.
Max reached his camp and collapsed, out of breath, at the front gate. Two other bandits came out and helped him inside while another came out and checked if anyone was following. He approached the bandit leader very slowly an arrow in his back and the pack with the ruby was also pinned there. The bandit leader stood up and looked anxious with a mixture of worry. Max grabbed his pack with his right hand and ripped it off his back and gave it to the bandit lord before passing out.
Max awoke a few hours later in his own tent in his own bed and realized that most of the arrow if not all of it was gone from his shoulder. He didn’t care about anything else right now he just wanted to see what was in that scroll. He opened and looked amazed as it was only a few paragraphs long. Max read and memorized all what it said and then the next day asked a few loyal bandits to help him with a little experiment. They obliged and enter his tent with him where Max charge mana into his finger tips and touched the upper leg of one guard and the upper arm of the other. They instantly started complaining the one that max touched on the leg collapsed to the ground. Max knew it had obviously worked so he went and sat beside the camp fire, waiting for something interesting to happen.
He didn’t have to wait long before one bandit ran in and whispered in his ear “I heard your home town was going to be attacked tonight by the army of Radasanth. At this Max got up went over and grabbed a steel short sword from the weapon rack and grabbed a horse and went full speed towards his home town.
As Max headed over the hill overlooking his home town where him and Clyde used to hang out all the time he saw the army setting up their catapults and getting ready to fire on his town. He put the horse into a full gallop and tore down the hill heading towards Clyde’s house well his last known residence. Max got to the front door and barged in seeing Clyde talking to his father. Max wasted no time he grabbed Clyde by the arm and dragged him out and pushed him towards the forest from where he came. Clyde seemed to be like ‘who the hell are you.’ Max just told him he had no time to play and that they needed to go now. Clyde seemed to be about to say something when a big boulder smashed into the building right across the road from them. At this Max needed no more so he started running as fast as he could to get out of there. Clyde was soon after him. Max and Clyde ran for about two days stopping only for a few minutes rest break but other then that they were running.
They came into a town and Max put them up in a tavern for a few nights. And that was three years ago right now and they have been slowly traveling town to town stealing and mugging people for their possessions.
After losing contact with Clyde shortly after they left the bandit clan. Max had ventured off and became an explorer. Meeting many foes in the Citadel and battling on foreign terrains. He had learned much in his visits to the Citadel. However the one thing he could never forget was the time he settled down in a small town, and tried to be a contributing member. However one day after his Room mate had gone to the market to get some food for them, while Max was getting ready for work. He was approached by a shady figure, and Blackmailed to leave the town or he threatened to tell everyone what he really was. Max dared the Shady figure to try, and that no one would believe him. When Max came home for lunch he was approached by several of the towns folk and asked kindly to leave, after Max calmly said he had changed and went back to work. He found the Shady man had already been there. Max was asked to leave and never return. By everyone he held dear in the town, making him give up hope of settling down anywhere and wandering to find somewhere and something to do for awhile. That's when he saw his old friend the Citadel off in the distance, Max headed there and within those walls he fought Duffy Bracken and with all his strength and brutality he could muster ended up winning the fight by stabbing Duffy through the chest.
Another fight, Different day, Different opponent. Max had come across an underground fighting arena where he had enrolled and was winning matches against opponents that found there way there after drinking too much at the local tavern, Well Almost all his opponent's. The Opponent who defeated him Was Lorenor, after a fight that seemed to go on forever with Max being dazed to the point of unconciousness after each steady hit from Lorenor. The fight ended with Lorenor finally dealing a succesful blow, making Max bleed from a head wound. The wound finally got the better of Max making a hit that would otherwise just Daze Max knock him out on the ground. If it wasn't for some of the monks from the citadel being there, Max would of died at Lorenor's hands. Yet just another nameless notch on his belt.
Max had come to find the Tavern by the Docks to be the closest to home he could get. The innkeeper letting him stay there for free as long as Max kept going to the Middle weight division, of the Underground boxing arena and winning. Max normally helped out around the dock's whenever he wasn't fighting or at the inn, the sea air just calmed and soothed Max beyond what he thought possible.