Post by Arual on Sept 26, 2007 16:26:49 GMT -5
Name- Valdoren
Age- 17
Date of Birth- 1/1/-- (medevial times... dates = ?)
Homelands- The desert. (No name to my knowledge)
Race- Human
Class- Archer
Final- Shards of Light
[description] With his skill and percision, Valdoren's final
will bring forth intense and brightly lit shards of arrows; even if he is shooting one at a time (his limit at around 5). The final is pretty dangerous, because of one very important detail; depending on what amount of arrows he has, the shards double in their size and power as well, making a hit quite damaging.
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{Weapon information}
bow and arrow
(name) NO NAME
- plain old ordinary bow and arrow, but perhaps there is more to it then he thought.
{Physical Description}
This seventeen year old boy has dark brown eyes that are soft and caring, but very sharp and observant. He has auburn hair that comes down around the sides of his face as bangs, the back of his head of hair is shorter once you look to the direct back. Valdoren (or Val!) has a somewhat olive, yet pale skin tone to go along with his appearance; though, always practicing and working, he does have muscles behind his thin bone structure.
{Background}
Not many people can enjoy the family life, some even wish that they had none; but not Valdoren. You could say he got lucky, living life the way he is now; but it was not like that in the very beginning. Lost throughout his memories in early childhood, Valdoren was taken away by a merchant or one who obviously was in need of what he thought would be a great slave. While what really happened to him is unclear to him; he remembers one thing, his mother calling out his name in desperation as flames engulfed their home. She was on the ground on knees, sobbing for the possible loss of her son.
And so the merchant took him far away, away to a desert surrounded by mountains and forests. At the age of three; he was forced to walk with the strange and cruel man who had rope around his neck and gave him whip marks and agonizing bruises. He was brutally hurt, and he had no food or water for ten days by that point; his lips cracked and dry. The little boy prayed in his head a call for someone to save him, and within moments of his cry; as he was being beaten for not moving fast enough for the man came another. But he wasn't a normal man...he was a demon.
This man had seen the sight from his tower far off in the distance, disgusted at what was going on. He went down, saving the boy from the merchant and keeping him at his home until he was well again. His name was Ronove; who, while at first decided to let him stay temporarily, ended up becoming his guardian. There was something about Valdoren that made Ronove feel happier, and he could not help having Valdoren not be there with him after a time.
As Val got older, his memories came back to haunt him; and saw the terrible sight of his mother. He left a note to Ronove on the chair the man was so fond of, telling him that he'd gone off to search for her. Though both of them knew it would be a long time before he got home again; Ronove understood and waited for his return.
((I have a REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY long story for Valdoren and I'm not really up to putting it in since Ronove is Zawa's character. Besides, it would be very confusing for many- so I made it shorter.))
Age- 17
Date of Birth- 1/1/-- (medevial times... dates = ?)
Homelands- The desert. (No name to my knowledge)
Race- Human
Class- Archer
Final- Shards of Light
[description] With his skill and percision, Valdoren's final
will bring forth intense and brightly lit shards of arrows; even if he is shooting one at a time (his limit at around 5). The final is pretty dangerous, because of one very important detail; depending on what amount of arrows he has, the shards double in their size and power as well, making a hit quite damaging.
----------------------------
{Weapon information}
bow and arrow
(name) NO NAME
- plain old ordinary bow and arrow, but perhaps there is more to it then he thought.
{Physical Description}
This seventeen year old boy has dark brown eyes that are soft and caring, but very sharp and observant. He has auburn hair that comes down around the sides of his face as bangs, the back of his head of hair is shorter once you look to the direct back. Valdoren (or Val!) has a somewhat olive, yet pale skin tone to go along with his appearance; though, always practicing and working, he does have muscles behind his thin bone structure.
{Background}
Not many people can enjoy the family life, some even wish that they had none; but not Valdoren. You could say he got lucky, living life the way he is now; but it was not like that in the very beginning. Lost throughout his memories in early childhood, Valdoren was taken away by a merchant or one who obviously was in need of what he thought would be a great slave. While what really happened to him is unclear to him; he remembers one thing, his mother calling out his name in desperation as flames engulfed their home. She was on the ground on knees, sobbing for the possible loss of her son.
And so the merchant took him far away, away to a desert surrounded by mountains and forests. At the age of three; he was forced to walk with the strange and cruel man who had rope around his neck and gave him whip marks and agonizing bruises. He was brutally hurt, and he had no food or water for ten days by that point; his lips cracked and dry. The little boy prayed in his head a call for someone to save him, and within moments of his cry; as he was being beaten for not moving fast enough for the man came another. But he wasn't a normal man...he was a demon.
This man had seen the sight from his tower far off in the distance, disgusted at what was going on. He went down, saving the boy from the merchant and keeping him at his home until he was well again. His name was Ronove; who, while at first decided to let him stay temporarily, ended up becoming his guardian. There was something about Valdoren that made Ronove feel happier, and he could not help having Valdoren not be there with him after a time.
As Val got older, his memories came back to haunt him; and saw the terrible sight of his mother. He left a note to Ronove on the chair the man was so fond of, telling him that he'd gone off to search for her. Though both of them knew it would be a long time before he got home again; Ronove understood and waited for his return.
((I have a REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY long story for Valdoren and I'm not really up to putting it in since Ronove is Zawa's character. Besides, it would be very confusing for many- so I made it shorter.))
