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04-21-07, 06:22 PM
Name: Samuel Donnehu
Age: 14
Race: Human
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5’4
Weight: 109
Occupation: n/a
Personality: Simple, a giver, scared, panicky, and Kind hearted. All words to describe Samuel on a surface level glance. Known sometimes for being a spazz, and his tendency to get himself into a fix un-intentionally, but most of all he is a whimp until put under pressure. His personality is majority one that rises to the occasion when he is forced to, or when it becomes life or death, often though he tries to elude personal obligation to a high pressure situation because of his own paranoia, or cowardice.
Appearance:
One of the more noticeable features in Samuel’s physique would be his dark blue hair, which would promptly lead to the notice of his deep sea green eyes. The youthful face sculpted and touched around the edges with a depressing flicker of discontent, un-confidence, considering his attractiveness to those of his age range. The slender musculature that makes up his build, is emphasized due to his baggy clothes.
The patch work clothing consisted of rags that were shambled together in attempts to make partially decent clothing are, a baggy long sleeve shirt whose sleeves extend far past his hands, which is covered by a shirt with much shorter sleeves dropping just past the elbows, and tucked into a part of over-sized trousers that are tucked into a pair of well worn boots that look like they have been pushed well past their expiration date.
At his side, is a wooden sword, which has been crafted with careful knife strokes which can be attributed to his skills in witling; the handle, hand guard, and blade have been carefully pruned free of loose bits of wood that would make the weapon look any worse. Hardly the flimsy weapon, the sword has sustained much abuse through the course of its making.
History:
Samuel as a child was readily abandoned by his parents, there were no accidents that lead to his choice in profession, nor where their any dramatic, or traumatic life changing experiences. No signs, save a personal realization, no inklings, no special abilities (Such as amazing strength.), but rather it just fell onto him. On the contrary he is quite the average boy, he lived an average life, after being left by his parents at the door step of the Promenade and he was taken in by a rather average family.
Growing up in the home of Greta and Costanzia, Samuel was admired as one of their most interesting catch proving to be more than a handful when it came to being taken care of. He cried a lot as an infant more so than normal children, but he also laughed a lot a bundle of emotional indecision. But as time tarried on, and as the boy grew bigger he stopped crying, and began to cry a bit more. He was always ready to do work around the house, and or help out his “Parents” considering he didn’t know the truth about his abandonment (but honestly who would break a child’s heart like that?) so he was quite content calling Greta and Costanzia mother and father. Greta worked as the resident chef and “mother” to the many people of their small town, while Costanzia was a musician, and a hearty farmer.
They were happy people, and their happiness was conveyed personified through their son Samuel. Though Samuel lived his life being unsure, and wondering “what if’s” with the most horrible outcomes, often was he the child everyone pickedon. Now, as each story goes there is a point in a persons life where they must choose their path, and Samuel’s was shoved upon him in a rather unusual way through witling. As he worked with his talents for the knife, he began to carve a myriad of things, from horses, to trees, even people, and eventually he crafted his sword, and I suppose, that is how this story begins, his surrogate parents thrusting him out into the world so he can hopefully have some backbone.
Skills:
Witling: Simply put the ability to carve things out of wood.
Swordsmanship: Avid practitioner of the art of pointing his wooden weapon forward, and hardly using it while he is pummeled by his assailant.
Acrobatics: Lithe form and well used muscles between farming, and regular activities such as hiking have developed strong leg, and arm muscles, along with stamina, and an innate ability for aerial movements. That have often helped him evade or run away.
Sudden Panic: A haphazard maneuver that usual ends up dealing a critical but non-fatal blow to his enemy. It is that last rush of adrenaline that leads to him pushing forward and facing his fears.
Equipment:
- Oversized clothes
- Wooden Sword
- Witling Knife
- Worn Boots.
(Basically changed the elements of the Venn profile.)
Age: 14
Race: Human
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Green
Height: 5’4
Weight: 109
Occupation: n/a
Personality: Simple, a giver, scared, panicky, and Kind hearted. All words to describe Samuel on a surface level glance. Known sometimes for being a spazz, and his tendency to get himself into a fix un-intentionally, but most of all he is a whimp until put under pressure. His personality is majority one that rises to the occasion when he is forced to, or when it becomes life or death, often though he tries to elude personal obligation to a high pressure situation because of his own paranoia, or cowardice.
Appearance:
One of the more noticeable features in Samuel’s physique would be his dark blue hair, which would promptly lead to the notice of his deep sea green eyes. The youthful face sculpted and touched around the edges with a depressing flicker of discontent, un-confidence, considering his attractiveness to those of his age range. The slender musculature that makes up his build, is emphasized due to his baggy clothes.
The patch work clothing consisted of rags that were shambled together in attempts to make partially decent clothing are, a baggy long sleeve shirt whose sleeves extend far past his hands, which is covered by a shirt with much shorter sleeves dropping just past the elbows, and tucked into a part of over-sized trousers that are tucked into a pair of well worn boots that look like they have been pushed well past their expiration date.
At his side, is a wooden sword, which has been crafted with careful knife strokes which can be attributed to his skills in witling; the handle, hand guard, and blade have been carefully pruned free of loose bits of wood that would make the weapon look any worse. Hardly the flimsy weapon, the sword has sustained much abuse through the course of its making.
History:
Samuel as a child was readily abandoned by his parents, there were no accidents that lead to his choice in profession, nor where their any dramatic, or traumatic life changing experiences. No signs, save a personal realization, no inklings, no special abilities (Such as amazing strength.), but rather it just fell onto him. On the contrary he is quite the average boy, he lived an average life, after being left by his parents at the door step of the Promenade and he was taken in by a rather average family.
Growing up in the home of Greta and Costanzia, Samuel was admired as one of their most interesting catch proving to be more than a handful when it came to being taken care of. He cried a lot as an infant more so than normal children, but he also laughed a lot a bundle of emotional indecision. But as time tarried on, and as the boy grew bigger he stopped crying, and began to cry a bit more. He was always ready to do work around the house, and or help out his “Parents” considering he didn’t know the truth about his abandonment (but honestly who would break a child’s heart like that?) so he was quite content calling Greta and Costanzia mother and father. Greta worked as the resident chef and “mother” to the many people of their small town, while Costanzia was a musician, and a hearty farmer.
They were happy people, and their happiness was conveyed personified through their son Samuel. Though Samuel lived his life being unsure, and wondering “what if’s” with the most horrible outcomes, often was he the child everyone pickedon. Now, as each story goes there is a point in a persons life where they must choose their path, and Samuel’s was shoved upon him in a rather unusual way through witling. As he worked with his talents for the knife, he began to carve a myriad of things, from horses, to trees, even people, and eventually he crafted his sword, and I suppose, that is how this story begins, his surrogate parents thrusting him out into the world so he can hopefully have some backbone.
Skills:
Witling: Simply put the ability to carve things out of wood.
Swordsmanship: Avid practitioner of the art of pointing his wooden weapon forward, and hardly using it while he is pummeled by his assailant.
Acrobatics: Lithe form and well used muscles between farming, and regular activities such as hiking have developed strong leg, and arm muscles, along with stamina, and an innate ability for aerial movements. That have often helped him evade or run away.
Sudden Panic: A haphazard maneuver that usual ends up dealing a critical but non-fatal blow to his enemy. It is that last rush of adrenaline that leads to him pushing forward and facing his fears.
Equipment:
- Oversized clothes
- Wooden Sword
- Witling Knife
- Worn Boots.
(Basically changed the elements of the Venn profile.)