Post by Thane Thunnigan Karl on Jun 28, 2008 16:51:01 GMT 9.5
Name: Thane Thunnigan
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Human - Central
Class/Rank: The Guards
Abilities: None. A normal, mere human being.
Personality: Albeit timid and quite reserved, Thane isn't completely asocial. He certainly likes his privacy and quite obviously doesn't feel fully comfortable with being the center of attention. He doesn't talk much which sometimes gives the impression he isn't interested in the discussion at course. Of course, this isn't true, he's just quiet.
Appearance: Standing at around five feet eight tall, he has a slim, well build bod due to forced exercises his father put him through. Black, dark hair brood over his forehead and equally matching eyes adorn the top of a sleek nose. His skin is lightly tanned, and his aura peaceful and rather welcoming.
Weapon: Basic, rustic soldier equipment. Generally an old, rusty iron sword.
History: His mother, like numerous middle-class women these days had to cope with excruciating conditions when giving him birth. The operation brought her death. Since learning this, a feel of guilt never left Thane's entrails and a particular sensation of responsibility invaded him, forcing him into submission to each and every single of his father's wishes. Hence, his father having lost an arm during a lumber jacking accident, forever dreamt of seeing his offspring labeled with the stripes of a General at The Guards. This ambition led Thane into reluctantly joining the forces of law.
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Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Human - Central
Class/Rank: The Guards
Abilities: None. A normal, mere human being.
Personality: Albeit timid and quite reserved, Thane isn't completely asocial. He certainly likes his privacy and quite obviously doesn't feel fully comfortable with being the center of attention. He doesn't talk much which sometimes gives the impression he isn't interested in the discussion at course. Of course, this isn't true, he's just quiet.
Appearance: Standing at around five feet eight tall, he has a slim, well build bod due to forced exercises his father put him through. Black, dark hair brood over his forehead and equally matching eyes adorn the top of a sleek nose. His skin is lightly tanned, and his aura peaceful and rather welcoming.
Weapon: Basic, rustic soldier equipment. Generally an old, rusty iron sword.
History: His mother, like numerous middle-class women these days had to cope with excruciating conditions when giving him birth. The operation brought her death. Since learning this, a feel of guilt never left Thane's entrails and a particular sensation of responsibility invaded him, forcing him into submission to each and every single of his father's wishes. Hence, his father having lost an arm during a lumber jacking accident, forever dreamt of seeing his offspring labeled with the stripes of a General at The Guards. This ambition led Thane into reluctantly joining the forces of law.
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