Post by trinityliger on Nov 17, 2007 10:50:45 GMT -5
Name: Bartimus Crouch
Age: 22
Race: Human
Gender: male
Alliegance: Imperial
Birthplace: Farthen Dur
Hometown: Gilead
Du Edoc'sil?:
Hair//Eye//Skin color: Red//gray//tan
Height: 5 foot 9
Weight: 145lbs
Description: a Bulky, Man who likes to pick fights. He can be very Ignorant, and arrogant and is very Muscuelar. He wears Stuff that makes him look tougher than he is. He has a weakness for out-of-range combat , and despises writing, and music. He pickpocketed people who were boring him as a a 17 year old, when they weren't looking, than beat them up. He has Brawn and almost no brains, along with deadly pride.
Weapon of Choice: He uses a pair of two silver daggers with rugged points , and two inlaid emeralds inside them, along with a long sword.
Magial Experience: minor
Languages: Common
Occupation: Dragon Rider? If I can't do that, I'll be a soldier
Literacy: He can only read a little bit.
Past History: all of his friends were bullies, and he was the leader of them. His Parents were rich, his father was a general,, but was slain in combat. He wanted to fufill his dream, so he joined the Imperial Army, just like his dad. He thought that reading, and writing was a waste of time, but his mother taught his the fundemantals of reading.
Introduction: Bartimus was walking into the gates of Gilead. He was hoping the slodiers there would accept him as a fromable soldier, or even exceed the expectations. He had heard of a new Rider, named Murtagh. Perhaps, he would get a chance to become one too. But that wasn't too likley. He saw some merchants and bought stuff that would last him for the trip. A minute after he bought it, Bartimus wrestled the guy to the ground, and stole some of his gold. After moments, and moments, he arrived at Gilead. He removed his shoe, and looked at his foot, it didn't look sore, but it felt sore. He sighed, and went to a bar. When he filled his belly with enough food, he traveled to the place. He was in the Gilead now, and he felt like he Accomplished a magor, rigourous task. Ignoring his foot pain, he raced into the city to find if he was worthy enough as a sodior or not. He went into the city with a lot of pride, and swagger. He saw a group of soldiers and told them who he was and his job application.They grinned, and said that he was now recruited into the Imperial Army. Bartimus knew that this was only the first step of his plan, and that he would not be a regular soldier for long.
Dragon Name:CleaverKhan
Dragon Gender:Male
Dragon Color:Orange
Dragon Age:38
Dragon Desciption He is a Gargantuan dragon for even his age, has long, pointy fangs, intimidating eyes, and very scary horns on his head.
Age: 22
Race: Human
Gender: male
Alliegance: Imperial
Birthplace: Farthen Dur
Hometown: Gilead
Du Edoc'sil?:
Hair//Eye//Skin color: Red//gray//tan
Height: 5 foot 9
Weight: 145lbs
Description: a Bulky, Man who likes to pick fights. He can be very Ignorant, and arrogant and is very Muscuelar. He wears Stuff that makes him look tougher than he is. He has a weakness for out-of-range combat , and despises writing, and music. He pickpocketed people who were boring him as a a 17 year old, when they weren't looking, than beat them up. He has Brawn and almost no brains, along with deadly pride.
Weapon of Choice: He uses a pair of two silver daggers with rugged points , and two inlaid emeralds inside them, along with a long sword.
Magial Experience: minor
Languages: Common
Occupation: Dragon Rider? If I can't do that, I'll be a soldier
Literacy: He can only read a little bit.
Past History: all of his friends were bullies, and he was the leader of them. His Parents were rich, his father was a general,, but was slain in combat. He wanted to fufill his dream, so he joined the Imperial Army, just like his dad. He thought that reading, and writing was a waste of time, but his mother taught his the fundemantals of reading.
Introduction: Bartimus was walking into the gates of Gilead. He was hoping the slodiers there would accept him as a fromable soldier, or even exceed the expectations. He had heard of a new Rider, named Murtagh. Perhaps, he would get a chance to become one too. But that wasn't too likley. He saw some merchants and bought stuff that would last him for the trip. A minute after he bought it, Bartimus wrestled the guy to the ground, and stole some of his gold. After moments, and moments, he arrived at Gilead. He removed his shoe, and looked at his foot, it didn't look sore, but it felt sore. He sighed, and went to a bar. When he filled his belly with enough food, he traveled to the place. He was in the Gilead now, and he felt like he Accomplished a magor, rigourous task. Ignoring his foot pain, he raced into the city to find if he was worthy enough as a sodior or not. He went into the city with a lot of pride, and swagger. He saw a group of soldiers and told them who he was and his job application.They grinned, and said that he was now recruited into the Imperial Army. Bartimus knew that this was only the first step of his plan, and that he would not be a regular soldier for long.
Dragon Name:CleaverKhan
Dragon Gender:Male
Dragon Color:Orange
Dragon Age:38
Dragon Desciption He is a Gargantuan dragon for even his age, has long, pointy fangs, intimidating eyes, and very scary horns on his head.