Post by Luna on Sept 23, 2006 4:36:26 GMT -8
Name: Iastheu
Nickname or Title: Hawk, or Ia
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Spartan (human)
Class: citizen
Side: Sparta
Weakness: his secret love for his commander, Ageius
Powers: N/A
Default Abilities: naturally quick on his feet.
Abilities: skills learnt by all Sparten boys, sword-fighting, wrestling, reading, writing, languages, dancing, and all that jazz. He isn't as tall or strong looking as a lot of other fighters and would often loose in tests of strength but then he compensated for learning to be quick on his feet and rather than strike one solid blow, he would strike many lighter ones.
Weapons: sword, shield, spear.
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Animal Companion: a recently adopted pet dog, fully grown but still young in years.
Relationship Status: single
Family: doesn't remember
Quote:
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Physical Descriptions: ((a pic will probably come when I get around to drawing it)), average height and slim build, looking at him you wouldn't think he was a warrior but he would quickly surprise you. He has long and slightly wavy shoulder-length brown hair, and hazel eyes. Like all survivors of last battle, he has his fair share of scars including quite a nasty one on his forehead.
Personality: Generally he is the quiet observer, he notices a lot more than most people, not just of other people but of his surroundings and often serves as a scout because of his observation skills. However, when cornered he fights like a wild beast, earning him the nick name Hawk (and because of his sharp eyesight), much to his own annoyance, he would rather just be known by his name. He goes to great extremes to hide and both indulge in his secret love, hiding it from the man himself and those around him, but secretly watching Agieus all he can.
Background: Like all young male citizens of Sparta, he went through the same trials and tribulations that was expected of them from the government, starting from birth and never really ending. Because of his fairly small size, he learnt to fight fast and agiley and could hold his own that way. He also became fast friends with Agieus, the natural leader of their unit. He was also one of the three hundred sent out to stave off the Persian invasion. It was there that his ordered life got turned upside down. Among other injuries, he had a massive head wound and was left on the field of battle and pressumed dead, or as good as. He did, however, come to, however fleetingly, when a scavenger tried to cut his finger off to get the family ring he was wearing and some instinct got him to try to move it out of the way. The next time he came to, he was on a ricketty old bed in a draughty shack with an old man in Persian style clothing bent over him. He had no idea how he got there and the man wasn't very forth-coming with information.
As time went by and his injuries mended, he found that there was very little he remembered of himself or his past and suspected it had something to do with the head-injury. He remembered little things, the face of his mother but not her name or anyone else in his family, the fact that he was nicknamed Hawk, but not who gave him the name. He didn't remember his own name but he remembered the name of a very close friend, Ageius. As soon as he could he left the hermit's house and set back to his homeland, as much in search of his own lost memories as his friend Ageius.
Sample RP: Josh you know what i rp like so i cant be bothered filling this in
Nickname or Title: Hawk, or Ia
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Spartan (human)
Class: citizen
Side: Sparta
Weakness: his secret love for his commander, Ageius
Powers: N/A
Default Abilities: naturally quick on his feet.
Abilities: skills learnt by all Sparten boys, sword-fighting, wrestling, reading, writing, languages, dancing, and all that jazz. He isn't as tall or strong looking as a lot of other fighters and would often loose in tests of strength but then he compensated for learning to be quick on his feet and rather than strike one solid blow, he would strike many lighter ones.
Weapons: sword, shield, spear.
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(All fields here are optional.)
Animal Companion: a recently adopted pet dog, fully grown but still young in years.
Relationship Status: single
Family: doesn't remember
Quote:
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Physical Descriptions: ((a pic will probably come when I get around to drawing it)), average height and slim build, looking at him you wouldn't think he was a warrior but he would quickly surprise you. He has long and slightly wavy shoulder-length brown hair, and hazel eyes. Like all survivors of last battle, he has his fair share of scars including quite a nasty one on his forehead.
Personality: Generally he is the quiet observer, he notices a lot more than most people, not just of other people but of his surroundings and often serves as a scout because of his observation skills. However, when cornered he fights like a wild beast, earning him the nick name Hawk (and because of his sharp eyesight), much to his own annoyance, he would rather just be known by his name. He goes to great extremes to hide and both indulge in his secret love, hiding it from the man himself and those around him, but secretly watching Agieus all he can.
Background: Like all young male citizens of Sparta, he went through the same trials and tribulations that was expected of them from the government, starting from birth and never really ending. Because of his fairly small size, he learnt to fight fast and agiley and could hold his own that way. He also became fast friends with Agieus, the natural leader of their unit. He was also one of the three hundred sent out to stave off the Persian invasion. It was there that his ordered life got turned upside down. Among other injuries, he had a massive head wound and was left on the field of battle and pressumed dead, or as good as. He did, however, come to, however fleetingly, when a scavenger tried to cut his finger off to get the family ring he was wearing and some instinct got him to try to move it out of the way. The next time he came to, he was on a ricketty old bed in a draughty shack with an old man in Persian style clothing bent over him. He had no idea how he got there and the man wasn't very forth-coming with information.
As time went by and his injuries mended, he found that there was very little he remembered of himself or his past and suspected it had something to do with the head-injury. He remembered little things, the face of his mother but not her name or anyone else in his family, the fact that he was nicknamed Hawk, but not who gave him the name. He didn't remember his own name but he remembered the name of a very close friend, Ageius. As soon as he could he left the hermit's house and set back to his homeland, as much in search of his own lost memories as his friend Ageius.
Sample RP: Josh you know what i rp like so i cant be bothered filling this in
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