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NAME: Alex Shoreman Sheet
__________________Race: Human Alignment: LN Class: Monk Sex: Male Appearance: Alex is always seen sporting the robes of his order, The Eighth Wind. It is a robe consisting of a drab gray color, representing the 'gray area" that always exists when making a descision which many say match his hazel eyes perfectly. Alex also, has brown hair, cropped short, so that others may not grab it and a clean shaven face. Well built, from his intense monastatic training, he still takes on more of a lean appearance than a buff one. He is relatively free of any marks or scars excepting the symbol of his order, eight misty gray waves tattood on his arms, the bottom one being more heavily emboldened than the others. Personality: Alex is usually somber, rarely ever allowing himself to let his emotions show. He is generally kind to all he meets and exceedingly polite, whether it be a close ally or the worst of enemies. Not very talkative, he seems lost in thought, as he, like the others in his order, are decreed to think about a given situation in the eyes of all involved in it before they can ever pass judgement or give a course of action on it. He often refers to many of aesop's fables and cryptic sayings and prose when he speaks, as he thinks that all other people knows those stories and what they mean, as when he was growing up in his monastery all the monks had to read such works constantly. Background: Alex knows nothing about his childhood before the monastery. He was always told that he was found by the father of his order, Mavin Tensy, while out for a stroll in the forest, to contemplate the nature of life and the many paths it always offers. He wass deep in contemplation when he heard a babe's cry in the woods, investigating out of curiosity he found Alex, in a basket, washed up on a rock in a running stream. Not seeing anyone around to claim the child, Mavin took him to his monastic order to raise him as one of his disciples. Over his childhood and through to his adulthood, Alex trained in many things, rangeing from martial arts to philosophy. The Eighth Wind order, uses a special martial arts, called "Waukindou", which was originally taught to assassins in the beginning days of the order. Waukindou utilizes a open-palm style, focusing on attacking an opponents vital pressure points to dibilitate them, the joints to hamper movement, and to move with speed and grace, tumbling around an opponent to reach vital spots of their anatomy without being striken in return. Although the order doesn't officially train assassians anymore the martial arts form remains. Alex, as well as the other monk of his order are free to fight if the need arises, but to instill a sense of discipline and insight of when to and when not to fight, they were forced to use their martial arts on each other. The purpose of this was for them to see Waukindou's effects on others, as well as feeling for themselves, the pain and discomfort their own martial arts inflicts. Other than martial arts, Alex was also decreed to read many works on the history of the land as well as many fables and tales to help guide him down his path of life. Having becmoe an adult, like all the other monks his age, Alex was charged with a task of going out into the world, never to return to the monastery to become a full member, until he has attained an lost artifact of great power. Until they have gained such an artifact,, they are unallowed to return. Alex has set out on his travels, with the main goal of attaining this an item of theis caliber so that he may return to the monastery to live out the rest of his days as a full-member of the order and maybe even become a sought-after sensei. Last edited by Andya23; 05-26-2009 at 11:06 AM. |
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Noach Irthosirithir
Race: Dragonwrought Kobold Age: 120 years young Appearance: Tall for a kobold, Noach stands a massive 2 feet and 7 inches and a whopping 43 pounds! His copper-green scales meticulusly kept clean. He has strange, odd looking scales along his back and on his head, slightly bigger than his copper green scales, these ones look like someone drizzled hot, melted copper over the top of his head and back down towards his tail. Noach prefers warm areas to be in. During hot seasons, he prefers to sport an elaborately weaved and decorated loin cloth so as to show off his beautiful scales. On cloudier days, Noach likes to sport blander traveler's clothes. When negotiating with other merchants or dignitaries, Noach wears a fine silk tunic died a coppery hue and silk trousers a mild tan to complement his beautiful copper dragon scales. Personality: secretive and untrusting towards most races, but willing to do business. Does not like gnomes. At all. Noach tends to open up more around those with some sort of dragon decent. History: As a dragonwrought kobold, Noach Irthosirithir has been groomed most of his life in the arts of kobold leadership and mercantile. As soon as the all watcher of his tribe felt that he was ready, Noach was sent with a small escort to a near by human settlement to establish trade with a local wizard. Noach and his protectors stumbled upon a gnome adventuring party. The gnomes killed all the kobolds except for Noach, who was badly injured and left for dead. The gnomes stole all the trade goods that had been brought along and killed all the mounts the kobolds had. Rather than return to his tribe in shame, Noach decided to continue onward and to still attempt a deal with the wizard. Instead of a deal, Noach found himself in a position to begin learning the basics of wizardry and a means by which to get the lost goods replaced by finding the lost mine of the kobald god, Kurtulmak. Last edited by guardian rose; 05-26-2009 at 06:20 AM. |
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