Darion
10-21-06, 01:54 PM
Name-Darion
Age-17
Race-Human
Gender-Male
Hair Color-Black
Eye Color-Grey
Appearance
-Darion is a little taller than average and has a medium build. His body is muscular and completely without fat, adequately filling his plain clothes and chainmail. His hair tends to sway backward; short, untended, and lusterless black. His eyes are a pale lightless grey and define his face; its smooth pale cheeks and long straight nose, the slim lips and sharp teeth, all framed around the deep, unwavering eyes.
Weapons
-Iron Dagger: A simple short blade, made from a single piece of metal with the hilt blunted and wrapped in hide, the blade is less than a foot in length.
Armor
-Iron Chain: A simple sleeveless shirt of black iron chain mail, it fits fairly well.
Special Traits
-Black Arts: The capability to use magic that would be considered evil. The strength of the magic varies depending on the caster and covers a wide range of needs.
[I realize this has the potential for very bad power gaming, but that would only hurt my scores. Knowing that, I understand if I still need to fix it.]
-Dagger Mastery: The capability to use a dagger effectively, requires speed and dexterity. Darion is only capable, not as good as someone slightly trained.
Items
-Morghulis: A small book with mysterious and changing writing within.
History
-In every city, there exist levels of society with the royalty and nobles at the top, and then the undesirables at the bottom. These people are the dredges of society; prostitutes, criminals, homeless. Darion was born into this lowest caste in Radasanth as an orphan. He was raised without a home and learned everything he could from anyone, the prostitutes and murderers alike, though he liked the white haired men best. They may have lived in the slums, but they weren’t products of it, they knew languages and letters, a few knew sums, and they all knew stories. When he was no more than eight years old, Darion had the good fortune to stumble across a book titled, “Morghulis.” It was from this book that he began learning new things and discipline. Later when he developed more, Darion began to feel out of place, but he wasn’t ready to leave behind the familiar yet. By the ripe age of 17, he now feels ready to brave the world.
Age-17
Race-Human
Gender-Male
Hair Color-Black
Eye Color-Grey
Appearance
-Darion is a little taller than average and has a medium build. His body is muscular and completely without fat, adequately filling his plain clothes and chainmail. His hair tends to sway backward; short, untended, and lusterless black. His eyes are a pale lightless grey and define his face; its smooth pale cheeks and long straight nose, the slim lips and sharp teeth, all framed around the deep, unwavering eyes.
Weapons
-Iron Dagger: A simple short blade, made from a single piece of metal with the hilt blunted and wrapped in hide, the blade is less than a foot in length.
Armor
-Iron Chain: A simple sleeveless shirt of black iron chain mail, it fits fairly well.
Special Traits
-Black Arts: The capability to use magic that would be considered evil. The strength of the magic varies depending on the caster and covers a wide range of needs.
[I realize this has the potential for very bad power gaming, but that would only hurt my scores. Knowing that, I understand if I still need to fix it.]
-Dagger Mastery: The capability to use a dagger effectively, requires speed and dexterity. Darion is only capable, not as good as someone slightly trained.
Items
-Morghulis: A small book with mysterious and changing writing within.
History
-In every city, there exist levels of society with the royalty and nobles at the top, and then the undesirables at the bottom. These people are the dredges of society; prostitutes, criminals, homeless. Darion was born into this lowest caste in Radasanth as an orphan. He was raised without a home and learned everything he could from anyone, the prostitutes and murderers alike, though he liked the white haired men best. They may have lived in the slums, but they weren’t products of it, they knew languages and letters, a few knew sums, and they all knew stories. When he was no more than eight years old, Darion had the good fortune to stumble across a book titled, “Morghulis.” It was from this book that he began learning new things and discipline. Later when he developed more, Darion began to feel out of place, but he wasn’t ready to leave behind the familiar yet. By the ripe age of 17, he now feels ready to brave the world.