Post by Azrael on Oct 25, 2012 15:18:46 GMT -5
GENERAL
Full Name: Azrael Hereward Talin
Race: Human
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: The arling of Gherlen's pass, Fereleden
Residence: As above
Affiliation: Ferelden
Occupation: Captain in the forces of Arl Talin, Noble
Religion: Technically Andrastan
COMBAT
Class: Rogue
Character Stats:
Strength: 2
Dexterity: 2
Willpower: 1
Magic: 0
Cunning: 1
Spells:
Gear:
Twin silverite shortswords
Shortbow
Arms of the river dane/ Silverite heavy chainmail/ Drakeskin Leather armour. When not wearing the heavy chain he wears drakeskin boots and fingerless gloves.
A choice of hooded cloaks in white, grey/green, dark blue and light brown.
He will also occasionally carry a round, wooden shield with the emblem of a winged, howling wolf painted on the front.
CHARACTERISTICS
Appearance: A tall, slender, not unhandsome man, Azrael takes a surprising amount of pride in his appearance, ranging from the well defined muscles that line his body to the faint beard and pale blonde hair that hangs just above his shoulders at the back, every aspect of his physical being is geared towards making his job easier. His body is devoid of scars and he has a crimson tribal tattoo around his right eye. He is rarely seen out of his armour but in these cases wears a dark red outfit with the wolf's head crest of the Talin clan picked out in black on the back of it
Personality:
A sarcastic, quick witted young man, Azrael has something of a reputation in north western Ferelden as a womanising troublemaker but with a good heart, Azrael has never been shy to voice his opinion. He tends to see things remarkably pragmatically for a noble and takes both views into account- for example he views the current Circle organisation to be necessary but a little too strict. He is one for free living and believes that you can be what ever you want if you go about it the right way. He enjoys drinking and can often be found at a tavern when away from home- he even once managed to outdrink a dwarf. He is also highly protective of his younger sister but disdainful of the fourth brother. He is generally a tolerant person and notes that "most Fereldans act like Orlais is full of blood sucking monsters when actually they're not too bad... and only a few like the taste of blood."
HISTORY
Born practically on the Ferelden-Orlais border, Azrael was heavily exposed to both cultures from a young age due to Gherlen's pass being in his father's lands. He was given a mabari at a young age to raise from a pup as were all the men of the Talin family. Being the third son he was relatively unimportant in the grand scheme of things- his eldest brother was heir apparent and the second brother would more than be suitable as leader of their forces. However he was his uncle's favourite and was given the armour that he had worn at the battle of the river Dane. Being the third son also meant that Azrael was allowed slightly more freedom than his brothers and it was put to good use. He would often frustrate the guards and staff, often sneaking out in the middle of the night or scaling the walls to relax on top of the building that made up the castle they lived in, even occasionally going as far as stealing small amounts of food from the kitchens. When his talent for such things was noted however he was quickly given specialised training to take advantage of this and he was trained to use two weapons and once, striking at the opponent's weak points and infiltrating behind enemy lines when necessary. His later misuse of these skills was something no one expected. During Azrael's later childhood his youngest brother was discovered to be a mage and sent to the circle. The second brother then took up templar training to protect him, leaving Azrael as future commander of the guard.
In his mid teens Azrael became a true tearaway, often disappearing from the castle in the night and rarely would he be in attendance when another noble was visiting without a daughter, sister or maid ending up in his bed. However aside from a few stern words this was overlooked due to the fact that Azrael never caused any real harm. Behind the scenes he had thwarted several assassination attempts on his father, eldest brother and himself by this point.
At the age of nineteen he recieved a commission to become a lieutenant in the arl's forces and only a few months later his own ten man squad, known as "The Shadow Guard" were formed. Though it included Azrael's oath brother Rufus and a capable sergeant by the name of Edward Carthas the group was highly unorthodox, it's members including a pair of dwarves, the child of a dalish elf and an orlesian bard who had an on again off again relationship with her CO.
The group proved itself highly potent however and every attempt at assassinating one of the Talin family has met it's end at their hands.
During the blight the twenty year old Azrael accompanied his uncle and a contingent of soldiers to Ostagar and acted as a scouting officer, managing to escape with his life in the aftermath. He was able to return to his home with his uncle, who had been heavily wounded but survived. It was by his orders that Riordan was allowed across the border and he would later support the hero of Ferelden at the battle of Denerim, leading guerilla strikes to distract the darkspawn, even single handedly killing an ogre at one point.
Following the battle of Denerim and the coronation of the king and queen Azrael began spending a good deal of time wandering, always seeking to find out more about the world and those who lived in it. He stopped this at the outbreak of the mage-templar war however when his brothers returned to their home territory and began keeping watch for any mage hunters who might be after the youngest of the Talin brothers. Azrael was however duty officer when empress Celene passed the border and now stands watch for any threats to the king and queen or the empress.
BEHIND THE MASK
Player’s Pen Name: Azrael
Contact: PM
Roleplay Experience: 3ish years, ranging from Bleach to Mass Effect to Final Fantasy
Language(s): English.
How did you find us?: A link on another site.
Roleplay Sample:
Roleplay Sample:
The loss of so many shinigami in a short time hadn't gone unnoticed in seireitei. A figure wearing a red cloak exited the nearest senkaimon, two hundred similarly clad warriors following. The elite of the sixth division. Raising a gauntleted hand for silence the young captain looked down from his vantage point, a plan quickly forming. "The hollows are well organised, lure them out into ambushes with guerrilla strikes and stay aware. There are arrancar present as well." Mitsunari stated evenly, his voice carrying across the night air easily. Then three shapes dropped from the sky. "Damn. That thing again..." He whispered, remembering witnessing that battle. One had been bad enough. 'Avoid the three big ones and stay in squads." He added to finalise his command before sweeping his hand downwards to signal the forward manouver. As two hundred black and red figures began darting into the night he smiled silently to himself. They would all do their duty well and every one was willing to give their lives if necessary. He himself moved off alone, making a bee line for the nearest of the creatures classified as physeter.
Exiting shunpo Mitsunari stopped just short of the gas clouds being released by the creature. Looking left he saw a figure that he hadn't for a long time. "Tenken-dono." He nodded quietly to the former captain. The man had been famed for his speed and was quite possibly one of the few raster than him. This was going to be fun. He moved opposite to Tenken, keeping the creature between the two if them, cast the hooded cloak aside and raised his sword in salute."Arise Kengami." He growled releasing his bankai. He couldn't afford to hold off from using that right now. Then as the creature was distracted by It's attack on Tenken he struck, shunpoing several metres above beta's back. "Flaming wind!" He shouted, hurling his flaming sword down at the creature before following it's trajectory with his own body. He couldn't afford to be anything but relentless and merciless.
Exiting shunpo Mitsunari stopped just short of the gas clouds being released by the creature. Looking left he saw a figure that he hadn't for a long time. "Tenken-dono." He nodded quietly to the former captain. The man had been famed for his speed and was quite possibly one of the few raster than him. This was going to be fun. He moved opposite to Tenken, keeping the creature between the two if them, cast the hooded cloak aside and raised his sword in salute."Arise Kengami." He growled releasing his bankai. He couldn't afford to hold off from using that right now. Then as the creature was distracted by It's attack on Tenken he struck, shunpoing several metres above beta's back. "Flaming wind!" He shouted, hurling his flaming sword down at the creature before following it's trajectory with his own body. He couldn't afford to be anything but relentless and merciless.
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