Post by Daern Ivo on Oct 23, 2012 16:16:11 GMT -5
GENERAL
Full Name: Daern Ivo
Race: Dwarf
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Orzammar
Residence: Bouncing from town to town and tavern to tavern.
Affiliation: House Ivo
Occupation: Mercenary
Religion: Dwarven Ancestors
COMBAT
Class: Warrior
Character Stats:
(You begin with six points, which you can divide within the group below as you want. For each level you get, you gain one point. This is what makes your character special, and each attribute has its advantages.)
Strength: 4
Dexterity:
Willpower:1
Magic:
Cunning:1
Spells:
Gear:
Fredoria Larriseck Harrion Kerrias the Hammer.
Full Iron Armour (As seen in pic)
Health poultices
Camping supplies
CHARACTERISTICS
Appearance: Daern is the regular size of a Dwarf, he is constantly in his armour only taking it off when sleeping or planning on getting so drunk he can't tell a elf from a table leg. When he's doing either of those things (One usually leads to the other) he wears a simple tunic and trousers usually with a black cloak.
Daern's beard has been plaited and braided many times but the style he goes with now, he has had for many years he has jewellery woven into his beard , Daern has long dark hair reaching down to his shoulders. The Dwarven warrior is muscle bound and stocky.
Personality: I'm gonna let people just see how he acts!
HISTORY
Daern belongs to House Ivo, he is of the Warrior caste, born to fight and wage war on the DarkSpawn. He lived his life in Orzammar, not even thinking about life on the surface. He was surrounded by the superstitions about the upper world and he didn't care to find out if they were true or not.
He lived day to day, ready to fight the Darkspawn at the nobles beck and call. The Dwarf knew he would have to. He'd just heard of what they could do to people. He didn't have a choice, he was born to do this. As soon as he had that idea he just accepted it.
He was sent on an expedition to the deep roads, he'd never fought Darkspawn before. He was guided by some of the more senior warriors, he didn't even know what they were doing down there either he didn't know or he didn't listen. The operation went well, only some of Daern's closest friends died. It was then he decided what he was going to do. He was going to choose his own job, Daern wasn't going to be pushed around. As soon as he could, Daern fled to the surface. Never regretting his decision.
Daern Ivo fled to the surface and was blinded by the light that hit him, he soon realised that he was not floating to the sky and the sun was not falling to the earth, it was just like Orzammar however it was open. He loved the sense of oppurtunity and the first thing he did when he got to a human town? Go to the Tavern. Daern can't recall much of that night but he did not awake alone that morning, after saying his thanks and goodbyes he left.
That day would be a day that changed his life, he'd decided to travel. Which was a bad idea from the start. He walked down the road, it grew late and it was a mostly un-eventful journey (Much to Daern's displeasure). Daern ducked from the road into a small wood, he marched blindly through trying to find somewhere to rest up. He quickly came upon a camp completely desimated, all the inhabitants dead. Daern did what came natural and searched the camp, stealing some camping supplies and he what he laid his eyes on next took his breath away. He was the most handsome thing he'd ever seen, Daern wanted to be near. He approached cautiously and carefully lifted the hammer with both arms.
From then on Fred the hammer has been with Daern at all times. Daern is currently trying to find some kinds of work but while he does that he can get a few drinks and pick up a few women, it's only in his Dwarven nature!
BEHIND THE MASK
Player’s Pen Name: Lance
Contact: PM me.
Roleplay Experience: I've been forum Rping for a couplr of years and table top Rping for a few years more.
Language(s): English
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Roleplay Sample:
Roleplay Sample:
James stood hunched over the now abandoned burning trash can. There had been a few other down on their lucks crowding by the trash can but James had scared them off. His massive size only meant he had to walk into the light to give off an air of intimidation. The extremely large man had been on the streets for years...around six years in fact. He did what he could to survive, he's burgled, he's mugged, he's threatened. He did what his mutations allow. He was big and he was scary..he knew but he did nothing to make himself look friendlier.
The large mutant had started to hate the humans. All they ever did was shun and he got nothing, no acceptance, no love. All he ever got was hate. People called him a monster. He was a monster. He was barely human any more. James heard a sound behind him, movement. He cast a look over his shoulder to see a young man. He was passing through the alley.
He didn't know why he did it but he did. The giant reached out and grabbed the man with his top left arm. He lifted him high into the air James' other arms searching the man's pockets. He took everything from him. The mutant didn't even look at the man's face as he did it. The shock and fear than rang through the man's eyes wasn't seen as James' put the man down and left.
The large mutant had started to hate the humans. All they ever did was shun and he got nothing, no acceptance, no love. All he ever got was hate. People called him a monster. He was a monster. He was barely human any more. James heard a sound behind him, movement. He cast a look over his shoulder to see a young man. He was passing through the alley.
He didn't know why he did it but he did. The giant reached out and grabbed the man with his top left arm. He lifted him high into the air James' other arms searching the man's pockets. He took everything from him. The mutant didn't even look at the man's face as he did it. The shock and fear than rang through the man's eyes wasn't seen as James' put the man down and left.
Password: Divine
