Post by Zumarius Glendorium. on Mar 14, 2007 14:05:14 GMT -5
Name: Zumarius Freitorius Glendorium
Age: 32
Race: Human
Gender:male
Alliegance: Varden
Birthplace: A small hut about a two hours ride from cenaka on the shores of surda
Hometown: The same place as birth
Du Edoc'sil?: Yes
Hair//Eye//Skin color: Zumarius Glendorium has tannish skin, Green Eyes, Orange long, unkept hair that goes to the bottom of his neck. He has a long drooping handlebar ,mustache which his red. He looks sort of like a celtic warrior. a few scars make homes of his arms and chest.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 209
Description: Zumarius' common clothing is usually very loose, loose shirts and pants, or even sometimes robes. His sword is always at his bearskin belt, and he wears an emerald studded ring, which is a family hierloom of dwarven make. In battle, he wers these items.
Helmet- www.mwart.com/images/p/Viking_Helmets_Embossed_Viking_He_M300386_2767.jpg
(except a little rustier)
Armor-
www.newtek-europe.com/UK/community/lightwave/byl/images/elf_armour_new.jpg
Except it isnt elven, it was made by the dwarves. He wears chainmail under it.
Gauntlets- allenantiques.com/images/BlackAndWhiteGauntlets.jpg
Greaves- www.medievalfantasiesco.com/BLACKGREAVESWBRACCENTS.jpg
He wears leather plants under those
Boots-he often wears leather boots.
Sheild: www.swordsandarmor.com/images/SH450RD_Back.JPG
www.nga.gov.au/CrescentMoon/images/small/shield.jpg
This wonderful sheild was also made by the edoc'sil. It covers from his chest to waist, its pretty big.
Weapon of Choice: He carries a sword that was made for him by the dwarven smtihs of Du Edoc'sil
www.arscives.com/vevans/images/3.3-Viking-Sword.jpg .
www.arscives.com/vevans/images/3.2-Viking-Sword.jpg
those are the links for it( my cousin makes swords, and he made this for me after i payed him lots of money. lol)
Personality:One of the most disciplined men in all of alagaesia, Zumarius is well rounded, mannered, quiet, and is a very celar thinker.He is very calm on the battlefield and feels no remorse for the men he kills. He is also very honorable and chllenges death when it shows itself, which is a very desireable trait amongst leaders.
Magial Experience: none
Languages: Human, some dwarven
Occupation: Commander,Soldier, born to end lives.
Literacy: Both
Past History: Zumarius was brought up with discipline and no freinds. He was the only child in his family, the next man in his family line of perfectly bred soldiers and killing machines. His father, a varden Officer, taught him never to exhibit weakness or pain, becuase real warriors never do so.And so, Zumarius was rigorously trained to the point of military perfection and thrust into the varden army at age 18. He fought in the battles of farthen dur, the burning plains, and countless other skirmishes against the empire, and worked his way up to the rank of varden general, following in the footsteps of his forefathers. He joined the Du'edoc'sil at age 30, and has been with them ever since.
Introduction: The plains of southern Alagaesia were very placid until the the attack. Zumarius, commanding a force of 250 varden spearmen, going to reinforce the garrison at Bigha, a very small varden outpost, was attacked by an imperial skirmishing party of 300. As the shouts of dying men struck by arrows echoed across the jiet river, Zumarius, who always walked with his men, drew his sword and yelled
"Bow left!"
His men quickly swirved to thier left and held their sheilds up while kneeling, which protected them from most arrows. The frequent volleys stopped after a while, and a contingent of sword weilding crimson clad soldiers emerged from the brush, and crossed a bridge further down the river. The imperials were nearing, marhing in three orderly lines, the volleys then started again. The first thing Zuamrius did was grab the nearest messenger boy.
"Get to cenaka and get me reinforcements as soon as possible, go!"
Age: 32
Race: Human
Gender:male
Alliegance: Varden
Birthplace: A small hut about a two hours ride from cenaka on the shores of surda
Hometown: The same place as birth
Du Edoc'sil?: Yes
Hair//Eye//Skin color: Zumarius Glendorium has tannish skin, Green Eyes, Orange long, unkept hair that goes to the bottom of his neck. He has a long drooping handlebar ,mustache which his red. He looks sort of like a celtic warrior. a few scars make homes of his arms and chest.
Height: 6'4
Weight: 209
Description: Zumarius' common clothing is usually very loose, loose shirts and pants, or even sometimes robes. His sword is always at his bearskin belt, and he wears an emerald studded ring, which is a family hierloom of dwarven make. In battle, he wers these items.
Helmet- www.mwart.com/images/p/Viking_Helmets_Embossed_Viking_He_M300386_2767.jpg
(except a little rustier)
Armor-
www.newtek-europe.com/UK/community/lightwave/byl/images/elf_armour_new.jpg
Except it isnt elven, it was made by the dwarves. He wears chainmail under it.
Gauntlets- allenantiques.com/images/BlackAndWhiteGauntlets.jpg
Greaves- www.medievalfantasiesco.com/BLACKGREAVESWBRACCENTS.jpg
He wears leather plants under those
Boots-he often wears leather boots.
Sheild: www.swordsandarmor.com/images/SH450RD_Back.JPG
www.nga.gov.au/CrescentMoon/images/small/shield.jpg
This wonderful sheild was also made by the edoc'sil. It covers from his chest to waist, its pretty big.
Weapon of Choice: He carries a sword that was made for him by the dwarven smtihs of Du Edoc'sil
www.arscives.com/vevans/images/3.3-Viking-Sword.jpg .
www.arscives.com/vevans/images/3.2-Viking-Sword.jpg
those are the links for it( my cousin makes swords, and he made this for me after i payed him lots of money. lol)
Personality:One of the most disciplined men in all of alagaesia, Zumarius is well rounded, mannered, quiet, and is a very celar thinker.He is very calm on the battlefield and feels no remorse for the men he kills. He is also very honorable and chllenges death when it shows itself, which is a very desireable trait amongst leaders.
Magial Experience: none
Languages: Human, some dwarven
Occupation: Commander,Soldier, born to end lives.
Literacy: Both
Past History: Zumarius was brought up with discipline and no freinds. He was the only child in his family, the next man in his family line of perfectly bred soldiers and killing machines. His father, a varden Officer, taught him never to exhibit weakness or pain, becuase real warriors never do so.And so, Zumarius was rigorously trained to the point of military perfection and thrust into the varden army at age 18. He fought in the battles of farthen dur, the burning plains, and countless other skirmishes against the empire, and worked his way up to the rank of varden general, following in the footsteps of his forefathers. He joined the Du'edoc'sil at age 30, and has been with them ever since.
Introduction: The plains of southern Alagaesia were very placid until the the attack. Zumarius, commanding a force of 250 varden spearmen, going to reinforce the garrison at Bigha, a very small varden outpost, was attacked by an imperial skirmishing party of 300. As the shouts of dying men struck by arrows echoed across the jiet river, Zumarius, who always walked with his men, drew his sword and yelled
"Bow left!"
His men quickly swirved to thier left and held their sheilds up while kneeling, which protected them from most arrows. The frequent volleys stopped after a while, and a contingent of sword weilding crimson clad soldiers emerged from the brush, and crossed a bridge further down the river. The imperials were nearing, marhing in three orderly lines, the volleys then started again. The first thing Zuamrius did was grab the nearest messenger boy.
"Get to cenaka and get me reinforcements as soon as possible, go!"
