Post by Solace Metaltalon on Jul 2, 2016 16:45:35 GMT 1
NAME:
Solace Metaltalon, Solace
AGE:
Young Adult, 25 years
ORIGIN:
He was born on a ship which was originally taken from Outcast Island, parents claiming to be Outcasts
OCCUPATION:
Studies dragons...from an extremely safe distance.
GENDER & SEXUALITY:
He leans towards the females.
LIKES:
-Having his own space
-Tranquility most of the day
-The joy of looking through other books from past vikings
-Very Gamy-tasting Food
DISLIKES:
-Being bombarded by younger/unknown vikings
-Being within a large area surrounded by people
-Anything that makes him feel like he's in a tight space
-Feeling like he's being forced to do a certain task
-Anyone touching his prosthetic arm and or mask.
STRENGTHS:
-His knowledge on dragons is a plus, especially with some of the encounters he's had
-The fact that he's disabled, he's had to train harder to improve his flexibility which was accompanied by the crew his parents had
-Another factor of his disability, he's slowly improved on his dexterity, capable of sprinting almost like a deer, another feature he gained with a life as a Sea Rat
-His one good hand is exceptionally well equipped for one hand weapons, such as a medium sword or small mace.
WEAKNESSES:
-His fear of dragons almost counteracts with his knowledge on them, sometimes making the wrong assumption on a nearby dragon that other vikings either have or are going after.
-It's very hard for Solace to hold on to objects with only one hand, due to his prosthetic metal arm
-Doesn't sleep a whole lot like other vikings do, roughly getting 3-4 hours, due to fear of getting his body torn from an attack from dragons.
-Can't handle most viking dishes, occasionally can see him up-chucking a meal that was made in the Great Hall or as an offering.
FEARS:
- Dragons, especially the large ones
- Rodents, no one really knows why
- Loud and deep noises, like roars or fireworks
- Being on a large Ship without an island in sight
AMBITIONS:
- To one day try and confront his fears
- To figure out why he can't eat most viking prepared foods
- Wondering how he even became an outsider, he's never really understood why his family kept the label, and if he can solve that some day.
- To help spread the knowledge of dragons in the many books that have been written.
SECRETS:
- Even for being extremely scared of them, there is one type of dragon that Solace has made a fearful respect towards, which probably won't end up too good face to face.
- Has a small stash of valuables he's taken from his parents, who in return stole them from vikings on their journeys.
-Very good at being a shipmate from his past. But will never admit to it in fear of getting in a ship again.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
A quiet Lad, not much to describe for that. As quiet as a mouse...but don't say that near him, you might spook him. In general he's a silent walker, always listening or watching other vikings talk before him or around the area. When he does decide to talk, it's very little words or phrases.
He's not too keen on random visitors, especially near his 'house' which is situated in a cave of Berk's Forests, not too far off from the Cove. He barely has visitor because he's so carefully tried to make himself invisible as much as possible. The only time people can actually catch him without him fleeing, is when he's in town to get supplies for his home.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Rough but toned body, lean with only a slight bit of muscle to his legs and upper back. A tall man at 6"8 in height. Solace would almost go for a medium sized twig in viking culture. No hair atop his head, and only a small bit of a beard on his cheeks and chin, which is kept a little short and clean. Dark coffee bean brown eye, which is the only one visible due to the half metal mask he wears around one side of his face; if looked close enough you can see the end points of scars starting at the mask's rim.
His normal clothing wear is a deep forestry green or brown, leathers and cloth sown together like the shape of leaf litter to hide himself in the foliage. A large leather jacket with those colors, with a muddy brown shirt, and cloth pants. Oxen skin boots and leather gloves.
The other feature which would stand out is his prosthetic arm; fastened into a metallic claw. This item seems to be a bit small for his size, as if he's had it longer than a few years as a gift.
HISTORY:
Childhood: Born into the outcast name without a choice, Solace was as scrawny as any boy shouldn't be at birth. In the dead of winter, and on his families ship, made it almost seem harder to thrive for such a little life. The owners of the Ship, his father Algor and his mother Sepri, were on the lookout for new plunder to take for themselves and a place to try and call home for their generations to come. Which meant that they tried to raise their one son into a handy worker until they found what they wanted. Solace wasn't given much, even for being the Captains son, his parents would keep all the valuables to themselves; locked and hidden away from all of the crew. Which made some of the crew mad, and almost feel pity for the poor sickly boy. As he grew, the crew slowly began to teach Solace a few tricks; stealing, lying, survival techniques, how to read and write, how to only trust yourself, buffing him up by skill since his strength was lacking. Making him a basic jack-of-trades Sea Rat. His childhood was nothing without the involvement of the great sky and sea beasts; every attack made on the ship from dragons was meet with a bloody battle of wit and luck. Solace being held in the captains corridors for safety. Even with every attack, Solace found each dragon a fascination to watch; beginning to keep track of different dragons, the behaviors of them, and what they liked and didn't like. A soon to be walking encyclopedia of the scaly brutes. His love of reading grew even more when there wasn't anything for him to do on the ship.
Adolescent-hood: With the teaching of the backstabbing crew, and the riches coming from his parents, Solace slowly became 'Eel Man' on the ship known by the crew, slippery and almost unnoticed by his parents as he took certain items, even when they raided other lands. His usual loot would consist most of documents on the dragon encounters or death reports from the certain creatures; marking the abilities, the weaknesses, the quirks, even finding that these beasts were smarter than the average viking gave them credit for.
It wasn't until one night when his fascination would end up becoming his worst fear.
No wind in the sails on that moonless night, the crew bored as there was no work to be done, and Solace taking his time to read the night away with droopy eyes. Becoming wide awake when a crew member screamed at the top of his voice, "Land Ho!" Following by a very disturbing grunt that came from below the ship...making everyone's hair stand on end. A spray of forced water completely destroys the equipment on the deck of the ship, and some are lost to the sea. Solace taking action to help his sea mates during the battle; they come face to face with a dark blue Scauldron
, seemingly having one blind eye from a long scar down it's face. With sword and maces out, and bows drawn, the crew fired and slashed at the sea beast. Many falling into the water...and becoming swallowed by the current the dragon was making.
Solace, losing his footing as he was trying to get a higher advantage point, and getting hit by one of the very big fins of the dragon, was knocked half out of his mind on the deck...in the middle of their food supplies that was flown across everywhere he was.
Not realizing the immediate danger he was about to be in, Solace turned his head to look for the beast; meeting with a toothy open mouth spraying hot water into him, like lava replaced by water, and a scream of agonizing pain as the beast dove it's head into the deck, eating what it wanted in it's path. Solace's unconscious body falling to the swallowing depths of the sea.
Waking up in a sandy...and strangely slimy mess on a beach front, was almost as confusing as it was for him to look to his side, and see that half his arm was missing...but not tattered in flesh and blood. His whole left arm seemed to be cared after as if the arm hadn't been there for months and had healed a bit. A little tingling in the end of it made him feel uneasy, which was the same feeling he got with part of his face and upper chest. Unknown to him, a large burning scar covered most of his left side of his body. Feeling like mushy flesh as he investigated himself slowly. Another strange thing which he didn't quite understand either...was the large pile of fish next to his head, some still wriggling about.
Solace, completely unaware that the island that saved him, and the beings who mended him, all had one home which he would come to know as 'Berk'.
Adulthood(Now): After all of the ordeals and mysteries, Solace's life now depended on what the crew members taught him. Finding himself shelter in the thicker parts of the Forest; a cave of sorts that had a few entrance ways from the sea and one on land, this is where the Sea Rat resides and keeps his 'things' that he was able to scramble up from the shores after that whole ordeal. Eventually finding out that he wasn't the only inhabitant of this island, the young adult Outcast was now setting home on Berk, but kept most of his distance away from prying eyes...especially from the things that scared him the most, the Dragon Riders and their beasts.
FAMILY:
Sepritha and Algorithm, the Outcasts. Both are alive and well, but are traveling on their family owned ship, only coming every once and a while to visit Solace...in the cover of darkness of course.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: His Metallic Claw Prosthetic
FIGHTING STYLE:
Fight or Flight; usually ending up in flight, Solace knows that sometimes being cowardly can save your hide from most dangers. But every now and then you gotta stand up for yourself, like when your backed into a corner with nowhere to go. His main weapon would be to slash out with his prosthetic metal claw, to maim or grab at the weapon coming at him to disarm the person.
DRAGON (optional): For Future
NAME:
GENDER:
TYPE:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES:
LITERATURE
CBOX NAME: Solace
Solace Metaltalon, Solace
AGE:
Young Adult, 25 years
ORIGIN:
He was born on a ship which was originally taken from Outcast Island, parents claiming to be Outcasts
OCCUPATION:
Studies dragons...from an extremely safe distance.
GENDER & SEXUALITY:
He leans towards the females.
LIKES:
-Having his own space
-Tranquility most of the day
-The joy of looking through other books from past vikings
-Very Gamy-tasting Food
DISLIKES:
-Being bombarded by younger/unknown vikings
-Being within a large area surrounded by people
-Anything that makes him feel like he's in a tight space
-Feeling like he's being forced to do a certain task
-Anyone touching his prosthetic arm and or mask.
STRENGTHS:
-His knowledge on dragons is a plus, especially with some of the encounters he's had
-The fact that he's disabled, he's had to train harder to improve his flexibility which was accompanied by the crew his parents had
-Another factor of his disability, he's slowly improved on his dexterity, capable of sprinting almost like a deer, another feature he gained with a life as a Sea Rat
-His one good hand is exceptionally well equipped for one hand weapons, such as a medium sword or small mace.
WEAKNESSES:
-His fear of dragons almost counteracts with his knowledge on them, sometimes making the wrong assumption on a nearby dragon that other vikings either have or are going after.
-It's very hard for Solace to hold on to objects with only one hand, due to his prosthetic metal arm
-Doesn't sleep a whole lot like other vikings do, roughly getting 3-4 hours, due to fear of getting his body torn from an attack from dragons.
-Can't handle most viking dishes, occasionally can see him up-chucking a meal that was made in the Great Hall or as an offering.
FEARS:
- Dragons, especially the large ones
- Rodents, no one really knows why
- Loud and deep noises, like roars or fireworks
- Being on a large Ship without an island in sight
AMBITIONS:
- To one day try and confront his fears
- To figure out why he can't eat most viking prepared foods
- Wondering how he even became an outsider, he's never really understood why his family kept the label, and if he can solve that some day.
- To help spread the knowledge of dragons in the many books that have been written.
SECRETS:
- Even for being extremely scared of them, there is one type of dragon that Solace has made a fearful respect towards, which probably won't end up too good face to face.
- Has a small stash of valuables he's taken from his parents, who in return stole them from vikings on their journeys.
-Very good at being a shipmate from his past. But will never admit to it in fear of getting in a ship again.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
A quiet Lad, not much to describe for that. As quiet as a mouse...but don't say that near him, you might spook him. In general he's a silent walker, always listening or watching other vikings talk before him or around the area. When he does decide to talk, it's very little words or phrases.
He's not too keen on random visitors, especially near his 'house' which is situated in a cave of Berk's Forests, not too far off from the Cove. He barely has visitor because he's so carefully tried to make himself invisible as much as possible. The only time people can actually catch him without him fleeing, is when he's in town to get supplies for his home.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Rough but toned body, lean with only a slight bit of muscle to his legs and upper back. A tall man at 6"8 in height. Solace would almost go for a medium sized twig in viking culture. No hair atop his head, and only a small bit of a beard on his cheeks and chin, which is kept a little short and clean. Dark coffee bean brown eye, which is the only one visible due to the half metal mask he wears around one side of his face; if looked close enough you can see the end points of scars starting at the mask's rim.
His normal clothing wear is a deep forestry green or brown, leathers and cloth sown together like the shape of leaf litter to hide himself in the foliage. A large leather jacket with those colors, with a muddy brown shirt, and cloth pants. Oxen skin boots and leather gloves.
The other feature which would stand out is his prosthetic arm; fastened into a metallic claw. This item seems to be a bit small for his size, as if he's had it longer than a few years as a gift.
HISTORY:
Childhood: Born into the outcast name without a choice, Solace was as scrawny as any boy shouldn't be at birth. In the dead of winter, and on his families ship, made it almost seem harder to thrive for such a little life. The owners of the Ship, his father Algor and his mother Sepri, were on the lookout for new plunder to take for themselves and a place to try and call home for their generations to come. Which meant that they tried to raise their one son into a handy worker until they found what they wanted. Solace wasn't given much, even for being the Captains son, his parents would keep all the valuables to themselves; locked and hidden away from all of the crew. Which made some of the crew mad, and almost feel pity for the poor sickly boy. As he grew, the crew slowly began to teach Solace a few tricks; stealing, lying, survival techniques, how to read and write, how to only trust yourself, buffing him up by skill since his strength was lacking. Making him a basic jack-of-trades Sea Rat. His childhood was nothing without the involvement of the great sky and sea beasts; every attack made on the ship from dragons was meet with a bloody battle of wit and luck. Solace being held in the captains corridors for safety. Even with every attack, Solace found each dragon a fascination to watch; beginning to keep track of different dragons, the behaviors of them, and what they liked and didn't like. A soon to be walking encyclopedia of the scaly brutes. His love of reading grew even more when there wasn't anything for him to do on the ship.
Adolescent-hood: With the teaching of the backstabbing crew, and the riches coming from his parents, Solace slowly became 'Eel Man' on the ship known by the crew, slippery and almost unnoticed by his parents as he took certain items, even when they raided other lands. His usual loot would consist most of documents on the dragon encounters or death reports from the certain creatures; marking the abilities, the weaknesses, the quirks, even finding that these beasts were smarter than the average viking gave them credit for.
It wasn't until one night when his fascination would end up becoming his worst fear.
No wind in the sails on that moonless night, the crew bored as there was no work to be done, and Solace taking his time to read the night away with droopy eyes. Becoming wide awake when a crew member screamed at the top of his voice, "Land Ho!" Following by a very disturbing grunt that came from below the ship...making everyone's hair stand on end. A spray of forced water completely destroys the equipment on the deck of the ship, and some are lost to the sea. Solace taking action to help his sea mates during the battle; they come face to face with a dark blue Scauldron
, seemingly having one blind eye from a long scar down it's face. With sword and maces out, and bows drawn, the crew fired and slashed at the sea beast. Many falling into the water...and becoming swallowed by the current the dragon was making.
Solace, losing his footing as he was trying to get a higher advantage point, and getting hit by one of the very big fins of the dragon, was knocked half out of his mind on the deck...in the middle of their food supplies that was flown across everywhere he was.
Not realizing the immediate danger he was about to be in, Solace turned his head to look for the beast; meeting with a toothy open mouth spraying hot water into him, like lava replaced by water, and a scream of agonizing pain as the beast dove it's head into the deck, eating what it wanted in it's path. Solace's unconscious body falling to the swallowing depths of the sea.
Waking up in a sandy...and strangely slimy mess on a beach front, was almost as confusing as it was for him to look to his side, and see that half his arm was missing...but not tattered in flesh and blood. His whole left arm seemed to be cared after as if the arm hadn't been there for months and had healed a bit. A little tingling in the end of it made him feel uneasy, which was the same feeling he got with part of his face and upper chest. Unknown to him, a large burning scar covered most of his left side of his body. Feeling like mushy flesh as he investigated himself slowly. Another strange thing which he didn't quite understand either...was the large pile of fish next to his head, some still wriggling about.
Solace, completely unaware that the island that saved him, and the beings who mended him, all had one home which he would come to know as 'Berk'.
Adulthood(Now): After all of the ordeals and mysteries, Solace's life now depended on what the crew members taught him. Finding himself shelter in the thicker parts of the Forest; a cave of sorts that had a few entrance ways from the sea and one on land, this is where the Sea Rat resides and keeps his 'things' that he was able to scramble up from the shores after that whole ordeal. Eventually finding out that he wasn't the only inhabitant of this island, the young adult Outcast was now setting home on Berk, but kept most of his distance away from prying eyes...especially from the things that scared him the most, the Dragon Riders and their beasts.
FAMILY:
Sepritha and Algorithm, the Outcasts. Both are alive and well, but are traveling on their family owned ship, only coming every once and a while to visit Solace...in the cover of darkness of course.
WEAPON OF CHOICE: His Metallic Claw Prosthetic
FIGHTING STYLE:
Fight or Flight; usually ending up in flight, Solace knows that sometimes being cowardly can save your hide from most dangers. But every now and then you gotta stand up for yourself, like when your backed into a corner with nowhere to go. His main weapon would be to slash out with his prosthetic metal claw, to maim or grab at the weapon coming at him to disarm the person.
DRAGON (optional): For Future
NAME:
GENDER:
TYPE:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES:
LITERATURE
CBOX NAME: Solace
