Post by Avalon on Jun 18, 2015 16:38:24 GMT 1
NAME: Avalon the Bloodthirsty Drakeater.
AGE: 18.
ORIGIN: Outcast Island.
OCCUPATION: Son of chief.
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Male, Homosexual.
LIKES: - Sweet weapons and loot.
- Dragons, and the bonds that can be created between a dragon and their viking.
- Dusk, his favorite time of the day. Also the night.
- The calm moment before a battle.
- The rush of battle, losing himself in it.
- Being hit on, but doesn't show that.
DISLIKES: - Impolite contractmakers.
- Being asked too many personal questions at once.
- Being judged by his rank. (Son of chief)
- Wasting time.
- Unncessary bloodshed.
STRENGTHS: - Adept in battle.
- Trustworthy, can keep secrets to himself.
- Clear minded, able to make good decisions, mind of a leader.
- Doesn't waste time, gets to the point, both in battle and social relations.
- Always finishes contracts.
WEAKNESSES: - Has trouble feeling sympathy, or putting himself in the shoes of someone else.
- Stubborn. If he has made a decision, it will be followed through. Good or bad.
- Loses his leadership abilities when wavered by strong emotions.
- Not good at taming dragons. He tends to expect too much from dragons too quickly.
- Can be made to lose his cool when he gets flirted with/hit on by a male that he likes/has a crush on.
FEARS: - Coming back home without any trophy, and thus, being rejected in turn.
- Being forced to be married off to a woman. He just can't feel any attraction to them.
- Being caught in a violent storm on his boat, before he has returned home.
AMBITIONS: - To rise above the odds, and become someone his mother can be proud of.
- To find someone he can love, and be loved by.
- To have a rare dragon.
- To become the greatest mercenary this world has ever seen.
SECRETS: - He's gay.
- He likes to collect animal and dragon skulls. (only small dragon skulls tho, how the heck would you carry those big ones)
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Avalon is a mission orientated man, able to concentrate on his goals and finish them. This makes him impatient at times, when he feels like his time is being wasted. This doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the importance of rest; once wounded, he will remain in bed untill he can move properly again. He understands the gift of tongue to get information about what he needs to know for his mission, but doesn't tend to go further than that. He has the capability of faking interest and care, to have the means of getting what he wants. He does this especially with dragons, so that they will finall trust him, and he can move on to his goals. His upbringing allows him to be more suited for battle, and morally quicker able to kill someone. Whilst he will go away with some guilt-- he's not heartless-- he has an easier time dealing with the situation and is able to shove those emotions aside in a short period of time. He won't kill unless it is neccessary, however. Beneath his rather rough demeanour waits someone who wants to be cared for, and someone who wants to give care to someone. His upbringing has left him with a lack of care and attention, which made him grow cold at the surface.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
He's tall, slim and muscled. Scars are strewn all across his body from the training sessions he was thrown into, but he feels that they only make him stronger. He has long, smooth, raven hair that reaches down to his booty. His wolffurcoat keeps him warm, alongside his black woolvest underneath. Brown belts hold his two weapons secure on his side and on his back respectively. His pants are brown, stuffed from the inside with wool. His boots, reaching halfway to his knees, are also given wolffur at the top. The boots themselves are brown. Helps with not showing the dirt that attaches to them. His eyes are a striking, deep blue, his face rather effeminate and eyes themselves in a more slanted manner.
HISTORY: Born on the cold Outcast Island, Avalon was fated for greatness, as he was the son of the leaders, Kerstin and Siegrund. He never got to meet his father, as he had been gone on a mission, only to never return. The village didn't speak of the disaster that had befallen the village that time, and much rather focused on the future. This, however, also led to the boy being compared to his deaceased father whenever he showed talent or made mistakes through his life. From an early age on he was taught the ways of the sellsword, piting him fight after fight. First, it was against his similiarly aged neighbours, who were given wooden swords as training. It was through the years when they technique improved, and they knew how to wield a blade, that they were given an actual steel blade to get used to the weight. Soon, they would carry a blade on their back almost at all times, so they get used to travelling with weapons. His mother personally trained him on many occasions, not holding back, which had earned him a few scars. The relationship grew strained, as the mixture of battle and care was confusing the teen. He stayed behind at the age of 13 when the first vikings his age set out for the Rite of Manhood. The pressure of needing to succeed because he was the son of the chief made the young teen fear his failure. It was only after more, harsh and brutal training from his mother that he was forced to leave. At the age of 16, he set out on his own boat, exploring the world that was presented to him. He needed to come back, with something that would finally prove him as both the prodegy and skillfull viking that his mother and father always wanted him to be.
FAMILY: Kerstin the Ruthless Blade (Mother)(Current leader of Outcast Island)
Siegrund the Deepsea Terror (Father)(deceased)
WEAPON OF CHOICE: A steel blade given the name of "Silver Tongue". It rests on his back at all times. The edges of the blade are coated with a thin layer of precious silver, keeping the blade sharp and hardened. Forged in the hot fires of the Outcast Island forges, this blade is known and shown to be superior to your every day blade. Previously owned by his mother, handed down to him when she got a new blade. He also owns a dagger at his hip. Just a normal steel dagger, used in quick self defense or when he doesn't have his blade.
FIGHTING STYLE: He stays quick on his toes, and wields his blade in both hands. Even though the blade is heavy, he is able through training to stay moving, and knows to watch his enemy at all times. He has technique and finesse, able to give the subtle movements needed with his blade to strike or stab, swing or lunge. Whilst he has been taught how to fight an armed human, he is inexperienced in fighting a dragon.
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: -approved by RKB-
CBOX NAME: Nightrode
AGE: 18.
ORIGIN: Outcast Island.
OCCUPATION: Son of chief.
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Male, Homosexual.
LIKES: - Sweet weapons and loot.
- Dragons, and the bonds that can be created between a dragon and their viking.
- Dusk, his favorite time of the day. Also the night.
- The calm moment before a battle.
- The rush of battle, losing himself in it.
- Being hit on, but doesn't show that.
DISLIKES: - Impolite contractmakers.
- Being asked too many personal questions at once.
- Being judged by his rank. (Son of chief)
- Wasting time.
- Unncessary bloodshed.
STRENGTHS: - Adept in battle.
- Trustworthy, can keep secrets to himself.
- Clear minded, able to make good decisions, mind of a leader.
- Doesn't waste time, gets to the point, both in battle and social relations.
- Always finishes contracts.
WEAKNESSES: - Has trouble feeling sympathy, or putting himself in the shoes of someone else.
- Stubborn. If he has made a decision, it will be followed through. Good or bad.
- Loses his leadership abilities when wavered by strong emotions.
- Not good at taming dragons. He tends to expect too much from dragons too quickly.
- Can be made to lose his cool when he gets flirted with/hit on by a male that he likes/has a crush on.
FEARS: - Coming back home without any trophy, and thus, being rejected in turn.
- Being forced to be married off to a woman. He just can't feel any attraction to them.
- Being caught in a violent storm on his boat, before he has returned home.
AMBITIONS: - To rise above the odds, and become someone his mother can be proud of.
- To find someone he can love, and be loved by.
- To have a rare dragon.
- To become the greatest mercenary this world has ever seen.
SECRETS: - He's gay.
- He likes to collect animal and dragon skulls. (only small dragon skulls tho, how the heck would you carry those big ones)
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Avalon is a mission orientated man, able to concentrate on his goals and finish them. This makes him impatient at times, when he feels like his time is being wasted. This doesn't mean that he doesn't understand the importance of rest; once wounded, he will remain in bed untill he can move properly again. He understands the gift of tongue to get information about what he needs to know for his mission, but doesn't tend to go further than that. He has the capability of faking interest and care, to have the means of getting what he wants. He does this especially with dragons, so that they will finall trust him, and he can move on to his goals. His upbringing allows him to be more suited for battle, and morally quicker able to kill someone. Whilst he will go away with some guilt-- he's not heartless-- he has an easier time dealing with the situation and is able to shove those emotions aside in a short period of time. He won't kill unless it is neccessary, however. Beneath his rather rough demeanour waits someone who wants to be cared for, and someone who wants to give care to someone. His upbringing has left him with a lack of care and attention, which made him grow cold at the surface.
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
He's tall, slim and muscled. Scars are strewn all across his body from the training sessions he was thrown into, but he feels that they only make him stronger. He has long, smooth, raven hair that reaches down to his booty. His wolffurcoat keeps him warm, alongside his black woolvest underneath. Brown belts hold his two weapons secure on his side and on his back respectively. His pants are brown, stuffed from the inside with wool. His boots, reaching halfway to his knees, are also given wolffur at the top. The boots themselves are brown. Helps with not showing the dirt that attaches to them. His eyes are a striking, deep blue, his face rather effeminate and eyes themselves in a more slanted manner.
HISTORY: Born on the cold Outcast Island, Avalon was fated for greatness, as he was the son of the leaders, Kerstin and Siegrund. He never got to meet his father, as he had been gone on a mission, only to never return. The village didn't speak of the disaster that had befallen the village that time, and much rather focused on the future. This, however, also led to the boy being compared to his deaceased father whenever he showed talent or made mistakes through his life. From an early age on he was taught the ways of the sellsword, piting him fight after fight. First, it was against his similiarly aged neighbours, who were given wooden swords as training. It was through the years when they technique improved, and they knew how to wield a blade, that they were given an actual steel blade to get used to the weight. Soon, they would carry a blade on their back almost at all times, so they get used to travelling with weapons. His mother personally trained him on many occasions, not holding back, which had earned him a few scars. The relationship grew strained, as the mixture of battle and care was confusing the teen. He stayed behind at the age of 13 when the first vikings his age set out for the Rite of Manhood. The pressure of needing to succeed because he was the son of the chief made the young teen fear his failure. It was only after more, harsh and brutal training from his mother that he was forced to leave. At the age of 16, he set out on his own boat, exploring the world that was presented to him. He needed to come back, with something that would finally prove him as both the prodegy and skillfull viking that his mother and father always wanted him to be.
FAMILY: Kerstin the Ruthless Blade (Mother)(Current leader of Outcast Island)
Siegrund the Deepsea Terror (Father)(deceased)
WEAPON OF CHOICE: A steel blade given the name of "Silver Tongue". It rests on his back at all times. The edges of the blade are coated with a thin layer of precious silver, keeping the blade sharp and hardened. Forged in the hot fires of the Outcast Island forges, this blade is known and shown to be superior to your every day blade. Previously owned by his mother, handed down to him when she got a new blade. He also owns a dagger at his hip. Just a normal steel dagger, used in quick self defense or when he doesn't have his blade.
FIGHTING STYLE: He stays quick on his toes, and wields his blade in both hands. Even though the blade is heavy, he is able through training to stay moving, and knows to watch his enemy at all times. He has technique and finesse, able to give the subtle movements needed with his blade to strike or stab, swing or lunge. Whilst he has been taught how to fight an armed human, he is inexperienced in fighting a dragon.
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: -approved by RKB-
CBOX NAME: Nightrode