Post by Alexander Blade on Jan 24, 2008 20:34:26 GMT -5
Character Name: Alexander Malchior(Mal-key-or) Blade
Race: Human - Mexican
Race Description: -
Alignment: Neutral/Good
Physical Abilities:
An expert in both unarmed and armed martial-arts combat that is of the most ancient systems. Alexander possesses extremely acute accuracy when it comes to projectile weaponry, given in part due to the mental conditioning that has amplified his senses. Therein, he also embodies an abnormally high threshold against any form of pain, having survived an instance of torture from bandits in Arem Dee without so much a wince of pain. His healing factor is another thing of mystery; Any wound sustained heals at an abnormally faster rate then normal people. This does render him immortal, only hard to kill by any normal means.
Magical Abilities: (1)Darkness - A hidden secret that he doesn't' seem to demonstrate or share with others is the ability to manipulate a form of darkness in it's most pure and untainted form. As such, he is capable of manifesting the darkness in whatever way, shape, or form that he pleases, though it is a skill that he barely ever uses. (2)He is immune to psychics and any form of mind altering abilities, though, involuntarily, he produces "visions," in the minds of random people often relating to places or events that seem dream-like and unrealistic. Whether his immunity to psychics and the visions are in correlation is unknown.
Description:
Dark brown, almost black, hair sits upon his head, not too long, and not too short. His skin is as a light bronze, though not from the sun, but by his origins. His clothing is constantly masked by a tattered and worn hooded cloak, though those who have been around him long enough to see what lies beneath the shroud would tell of clothing that is not from this land. It is describe as nothing but black cloth. A shirt without sleeves, and leg-wear that went but only about four inches above his ankle. His foot-wear was an entirely different matter. Ancient glyphs adorn one side of his foot-wear. "23, Jordan" they read, though this place would be too long, and too far, to be able to understand from what language such symbols represented. His eyes were a dark brown, though seemed black in a place of poor-lighting. His stature stands only at about 5'5". What is odd is that those who have spied on him have allegedly reported that he wears a sort of headgear that is highly uncommon to this land, and the lands surrounding. It was a headpiece that wrapped around the top of his head with an extended bill that stretched behind his head. There were also more strange letters upon this headpiece and they were the symbols "L.A." off centered and in white. He wore two thick leather belt straps. One was slung across his chest and it seemed to be a placement for those one of those ancient artifacts (revolver) he carried around with him. The other was slung around his waist loosely and behind his back was the other artifact (sawed off) kept. All the while, that strange blunt weapon of his (PVC) was held in place behind his left shoulder blade, sitting vertically, by a third strap made of refined leather in which a sheath-like object carried the weapon itself.
Inventory:
(1: Character Specific) - 3 1/2 foot long hardened pipe made of an unknown material (PVC). Has black handle made from unknown materials as well (black electrical tape) that goes up about a third of the way from one end.
(1: Character specific) - Broken Revolver. A machine that predates known history itself. it's uses are known only to him and even the people of these times seem to be oblivious to what it actually is.
(1: Character specific) - Sawed-off. A machine similar to the Revolver, somewhat larger, though it's uses are also unknown.
(1: Basic Item) - Camp bundle. A bundled kit of camping material. A thick burlap sheet that wrapped several items within. Unwrapped, the sheet served as a basic tent. Within the sheet is a small soup bowl and a wooden spoon.
(1: Basic item) - Metal knife. A basic multi-purpose knife.
(1: Basic Item) - Water canteen made from goat skin. Purchased in the empires of the north.
History:
Rumors have steadily gained progression about him. A wanderer who traverses the lands for no other reason but to wander. Such rumors would also state that he has easily fended off attackers, some in groups, using a strange and exotic form of hand-to-hand combat. But these are just rumors that have been added onto through the tall-tales of talebearers and drunkards.
The reality of this boy is that he had been alive far longer then any could ever wish to live. He has seen the world reach the peak of it's advancement, only to watch such things crumble in a wrath that came from above. He has seen whole continents sink to the ocean, only to watch parts of emerge once more. He has seen chunks of land drift from where it originally hailed, and he has seen humanity, and any other like-creature that pertains to organic life, emerge in advancement again. To him, life itself was was a cycle of advancement and destruction. Wars have been played over and over again before his very eyes, and he carries the remnants of such times along with him, both in his mind and from what he carries. Though this life of his he regards as a cursed blessing. His mind has deteriorated into what seems to be a deranged madness, and only few are able to interpret half of what he is saying. Though at times, there is sanity in what he says.
He has managed to carefully preserve everything that he carries around, only by keeping it on hand. In such, he has found that nature is the most unfriendly preservative. His clothing is worn out in color, though still carrying the ghostly hue of what once was a deep deep black.
Often times, he speaks of a "City of Angels," in regards to where he is from. Though a mystery to all, he denies being from the heavens and claims that his home is somewhere in the midst of a horizon. This would be an obvious indication that he not from anywhere near Arem-Dee.
And now he has arrived to the region of Linain of Aremdee. What tales this place holds of him, if any, were soon to be uncovered.
Race: Human - Mexican
Race Description: -
Alignment: Neutral/Good
Physical Abilities:
An expert in both unarmed and armed martial-arts combat that is of the most ancient systems. Alexander possesses extremely acute accuracy when it comes to projectile weaponry, given in part due to the mental conditioning that has amplified his senses. Therein, he also embodies an abnormally high threshold against any form of pain, having survived an instance of torture from bandits in Arem Dee without so much a wince of pain. His healing factor is another thing of mystery; Any wound sustained heals at an abnormally faster rate then normal people. This does render him immortal, only hard to kill by any normal means.
Magical Abilities: (1)Darkness - A hidden secret that he doesn't' seem to demonstrate or share with others is the ability to manipulate a form of darkness in it's most pure and untainted form. As such, he is capable of manifesting the darkness in whatever way, shape, or form that he pleases, though it is a skill that he barely ever uses. (2)He is immune to psychics and any form of mind altering abilities, though, involuntarily, he produces "visions," in the minds of random people often relating to places or events that seem dream-like and unrealistic. Whether his immunity to psychics and the visions are in correlation is unknown.
Description:
Dark brown, almost black, hair sits upon his head, not too long, and not too short. His skin is as a light bronze, though not from the sun, but by his origins. His clothing is constantly masked by a tattered and worn hooded cloak, though those who have been around him long enough to see what lies beneath the shroud would tell of clothing that is not from this land. It is describe as nothing but black cloth. A shirt without sleeves, and leg-wear that went but only about four inches above his ankle. His foot-wear was an entirely different matter. Ancient glyphs adorn one side of his foot-wear. "23, Jordan" they read, though this place would be too long, and too far, to be able to understand from what language such symbols represented. His eyes were a dark brown, though seemed black in a place of poor-lighting. His stature stands only at about 5'5". What is odd is that those who have spied on him have allegedly reported that he wears a sort of headgear that is highly uncommon to this land, and the lands surrounding. It was a headpiece that wrapped around the top of his head with an extended bill that stretched behind his head. There were also more strange letters upon this headpiece and they were the symbols "L.A." off centered and in white. He wore two thick leather belt straps. One was slung across his chest and it seemed to be a placement for those one of those ancient artifacts (revolver) he carried around with him. The other was slung around his waist loosely and behind his back was the other artifact (sawed off) kept. All the while, that strange blunt weapon of his (PVC) was held in place behind his left shoulder blade, sitting vertically, by a third strap made of refined leather in which a sheath-like object carried the weapon itself.
Inventory:
(1: Character Specific) - 3 1/2 foot long hardened pipe made of an unknown material (PVC). Has black handle made from unknown materials as well (black electrical tape) that goes up about a third of the way from one end.
(1: Character specific) - Broken Revolver. A machine that predates known history itself. it's uses are known only to him and even the people of these times seem to be oblivious to what it actually is.
(1: Character specific) - Sawed-off. A machine similar to the Revolver, somewhat larger, though it's uses are also unknown.
(1: Basic Item) - Camp bundle. A bundled kit of camping material. A thick burlap sheet that wrapped several items within. Unwrapped, the sheet served as a basic tent. Within the sheet is a small soup bowl and a wooden spoon.
(1: Basic item) - Metal knife. A basic multi-purpose knife.
(1: Basic Item) - Water canteen made from goat skin. Purchased in the empires of the north.
History:
Rumors have steadily gained progression about him. A wanderer who traverses the lands for no other reason but to wander. Such rumors would also state that he has easily fended off attackers, some in groups, using a strange and exotic form of hand-to-hand combat. But these are just rumors that have been added onto through the tall-tales of talebearers and drunkards.
The reality of this boy is that he had been alive far longer then any could ever wish to live. He has seen the world reach the peak of it's advancement, only to watch such things crumble in a wrath that came from above. He has seen whole continents sink to the ocean, only to watch parts of emerge once more. He has seen chunks of land drift from where it originally hailed, and he has seen humanity, and any other like-creature that pertains to organic life, emerge in advancement again. To him, life itself was was a cycle of advancement and destruction. Wars have been played over and over again before his very eyes, and he carries the remnants of such times along with him, both in his mind and from what he carries. Though this life of his he regards as a cursed blessing. His mind has deteriorated into what seems to be a deranged madness, and only few are able to interpret half of what he is saying. Though at times, there is sanity in what he says.
He has managed to carefully preserve everything that he carries around, only by keeping it on hand. In such, he has found that nature is the most unfriendly preservative. His clothing is worn out in color, though still carrying the ghostly hue of what once was a deep deep black.
Often times, he speaks of a "City of Angels," in regards to where he is from. Though a mystery to all, he denies being from the heavens and claims that his home is somewhere in the midst of a horizon. This would be an obvious indication that he not from anywhere near Arem-Dee.
And now he has arrived to the region of Linain of Aremdee. What tales this place holds of him, if any, were soon to be uncovered.
