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Name: Arron
Walker
Sex:
Male
Age:
26
Race:
Human
Job:
Mercenary
Appearance:
Standing 6'4", Arron's muscular
body is clad in a light brown tunic draped over his custom fit chain mail.
His jet black hair falls neatly to the nape of his neck while his bangs
end sharply at his mouth. A sheathed long sword is strapped to his side,
attached to a black leather belt. His forest green eye's seem to hold the
anguish of the world, emotionless, full of grief and wonder as well as
experience. Concealed beneath his tunic is a small pendant he wears around
his neck, a small blue gem embedded into a gold embroidered platinum disk.
Personality:
Arron
is a quiet man, rarely speaking unless he is answering a question or asking
one, which he doesn't often do. He never responds to ignorant questions
and always ignores those people whom he sees as children. He is always
quick to back up what he does say, and never hesitates to champion a good
cause. However, a life time of sorrow and anquish has given him a heart
of ice, never showing emotion even in the most demanding of situations. |
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Name: Jar'ia
Sex:
Female
Age:
19
Race: Human
Job:
Princess
of the Zhanthran Imperium
Appearance:
A
true beauty, her long whitish blonde hair falls unrestrained to the middle
of her back, her bright blue eye's are full of a childish knowledge and
wonder synonymous with youth and innocence. Her finely chiseled face seems
like that of a marble statue, nearly the same color, drawing the attention
of any man. A dark blue silk wardrobe covers her slender feminine body
and a long black robe falls gracefully down her back, waving gently as
though it had a mind of its own.
Personality:
Unlike
her father, this little Princess has a kind and gentle heart which reflects
in her everyday attitude. However, along with her upbringing, she displays
the usual "I am Royalty and you have to do what I say" kinda persona. She
is rather demanding of other people, and is never satisfied with anything,
always looking to improve whatever it is just a little bit more. |
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Name: Akarran
Sex:
Male
Age:
98
Race: Turassian
Job:
Priest
Appearance:
Though Akarran is a Turassian, he is rarely seen in his true form. He usually
takes on the form of a Human male, standing 6'6", large build, pure black
eyes, and spiky short gold hair. His garb includes well fit leather trousers,
a loose white v-necked shirt, and the usual long black cape of a Turassian
Priest, embroidered with the finest of gold and platinum. The only weapon
he carries is a vast knowledge of magic and the unbelievable strength of
his race.
Personality:
Like
most of his kind, Akarran uses logic and common sense in everything he
does and says. He analyzes every possiblity before making a decesion, but
is always ready with an alternative plan in case he needs to act fast.
His words are heavy with knowledge and leadership, but unlike other Turassian's,
he has a strong love for socializing, which he does often. Though this
can be a great disadvantage, he uses it to get to know the people of the
lands he visits and to acquire the information he needs to help others. |
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