Post by Xennavor on Aug 27, 2007 21:24:22 GMT 9.5
Name: Khalon
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Race: West Human
Class/Rank: Mercenary
Abilities: The ability to use two long swords at once, with exceptional strength and balance.
Personality: He is a mostly quite and mysterious man, always going about his way and drawing no attention to himself unlike most drunks fresh out of the pub. He often makes subtle jokes and pretends he didn't do it on purpose in case no one laughs. He is a generous man, although the average human would not think this judging by his appearance and he fights for the Western Humans.
Appearance: A well-built athletic man, who wields a javelin across his back and two long swords sheathed on both his left and right sides. He wears a dark green long sleeved shirt, slightly open at the top with cross stitching, along with a pair of dark tan pants. A dark maroon-purple cape flows over his shoulders and down his back to his dark brown boots, fastened around his neck by a gold clip. A gold chain hangs from around his neck along with matching rings on on his middle-fingers. His messy hair is dark brown, as are his eyes, and tied up in a small pony tail at the back.
Weapon/Magic: Silver javelin and two silver long swords.
History: His past is somewhat unclear and disturbed, having to fend for himself since he was a child after his parents were brutally devoured by that of The Enemy. It is also unclear as to how he became quite a wealth man, but to whom that's anyones guess. Despite this, he is an excellent warrior in combat and it is also anyones guess as to where he learned his skills, but it may be that he trained himself in all those years alone.
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Race: West Human
Class/Rank: Mercenary
Abilities: The ability to use two long swords at once, with exceptional strength and balance.
Personality: He is a mostly quite and mysterious man, always going about his way and drawing no attention to himself unlike most drunks fresh out of the pub. He often makes subtle jokes and pretends he didn't do it on purpose in case no one laughs. He is a generous man, although the average human would not think this judging by his appearance and he fights for the Western Humans.
Appearance: A well-built athletic man, who wields a javelin across his back and two long swords sheathed on both his left and right sides. He wears a dark green long sleeved shirt, slightly open at the top with cross stitching, along with a pair of dark tan pants. A dark maroon-purple cape flows over his shoulders and down his back to his dark brown boots, fastened around his neck by a gold clip. A gold chain hangs from around his neck along with matching rings on on his middle-fingers. His messy hair is dark brown, as are his eyes, and tied up in a small pony tail at the back.
Weapon/Magic: Silver javelin and two silver long swords.
History: His past is somewhat unclear and disturbed, having to fend for himself since he was a child after his parents were brutally devoured by that of The Enemy. It is also unclear as to how he became quite a wealth man, but to whom that's anyones guess. Despite this, he is an excellent warrior in combat and it is also anyones guess as to where he learned his skills, but it may be that he trained himself in all those years alone.