Post by Anders on Aug 4, 2012 21:39:19 GMT -5
GENERAL
Full Name: Anders (real name unknown)
Race: Human
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Birthplace: Anderfels
Residence: Constantly wandering.
Affiliation: Mages mostly. Though he doesn’t forget he was once a Grey Warden.
Occupation: Currently hides under the title of ‘healer’, wherever he ends up.
Religion: He has a complicated relationship with religion. There is hatred within him at the Maker for Andraste’s thoughts on how magic should ‘help man, not rule it’. But by being angry at the Maker, he acknowledges His existence, and therefore believes in him.
COMBAT
Class: MageCharacter Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Willpower: 2
Magic: 2
Cunning: -
Gear: Anders - unlike previous times in his life - does not go parading around in mage robes and wonders why people figure out he's an apostate. Instead, he tends to wear various forms of light armor or simple clothing over various articles of clothing which increase his ability to cast spells and heal people. In his various travels, he found a man to make him a custom staff. This staff is much shorter than the large poles that mages typically strap to their backs. Instead, it is about half the size, and carved to appear like a walking stick. In his backpack, he has typical survival gear: a bowl, a small pot, a spoon, a knife, and as well as a few potions.
APPLICATION
Now that it has been years since Justice lost the body of Kristoff at Vigil's Keep, I do have better control. I can now sometimes stop him from coming out, even before my eyes flash...but not always. My life is still governed by the spirit.
Now I don't know what to do.
I have lost my friends, any life I built, my cat, and I started a war that I fear will not end in my favor.
At this point I’m just trying to exist and help any who require my aid.[/ul]
BEHIND THE MASK
Contact: MSN: glowininja@gmail.com
Roleplay Experience: About seven years
Language(s): English, a bit of French, American Sign Language (because that matters on an RP board...)
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Roleplay Sample:[/ul]
Anders took a deep breath, leaning forward on the small cot he had earned a place on, earlier in the day. When he had entered the tavern a few hours earlier, the owner's daughter had randomly fainted while serving drinks. After giving the locals a chance to revive her, he stepped in and saved the girls life from a fever that had been plaguing her. The owner was grateful and offered him a room for the night, as well as a few drinks on the house.
With drink swirling around inside him, a relaxed smile spread across his features - as his eyes watched the fire dance before him in the fireplace across the small room.
A light tapping across the floor, caused the intoxicated exWarden to cast his eyes towards the sound.
"Cat," he greeted with a smile, as the feline carefully watched him as it slid through his ajar door. Anders wiggled his fingers next to the bed, causing the creature to happily scamper over, before rubbing itself on his arm.
"Aren't you friendly?" he whispered, as the animal joined him on the bed. Wandering over to his bag, the animal pawed at the clasp, causing Anders' light smile to widen.
"Does someone smell fish?" he asked, retrieving his bag from the end-table, before finding the small sack he kept a fish he had bought earlier that day.
"I'm hungry too. Want to split it?"
The cat purred in response, causing the exWarden to lift the fish with one hand, and summon a bit of fire on the hand under it. While there was a fire already burning only a few feet away, Anders had always had a strange afinity for conjuring flames.
After a moment, he retrieved the bowl from his bag, and began pulling the fish apart with a fork. The cat quickly joined him - causing Anders to carefully feed the cat a bit of fish after every few bites he had.
Once the fish was gone, the cat licked at the bones, before curling up next to Anders' pillow.
"I like the way you think," he smiled, before laying back in his bed and closing his eyes.
While his life was a bit of a mess - at least he could still enjoy the little things.
With drink swirling around inside him, a relaxed smile spread across his features - as his eyes watched the fire dance before him in the fireplace across the small room.
A light tapping across the floor, caused the intoxicated exWarden to cast his eyes towards the sound.
"Cat," he greeted with a smile, as the feline carefully watched him as it slid through his ajar door. Anders wiggled his fingers next to the bed, causing the creature to happily scamper over, before rubbing itself on his arm.
"Aren't you friendly?" he whispered, as the animal joined him on the bed. Wandering over to his bag, the animal pawed at the clasp, causing Anders' light smile to widen.
"Does someone smell fish?" he asked, retrieving his bag from the end-table, before finding the small sack he kept a fish he had bought earlier that day.
"I'm hungry too. Want to split it?"
The cat purred in response, causing the exWarden to lift the fish with one hand, and summon a bit of fire on the hand under it. While there was a fire already burning only a few feet away, Anders had always had a strange afinity for conjuring flames.
After a moment, he retrieved the bowl from his bag, and began pulling the fish apart with a fork. The cat quickly joined him - causing Anders to carefully feed the cat a bit of fish after every few bites he had.
Once the fish was gone, the cat licked at the bones, before curling up next to Anders' pillow.
"I like the way you think," he smiled, before laying back in his bed and closing his eyes.
While his life was a bit of a mess - at least he could still enjoy the little things.
Password: Gray Warden
