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Post by ivory on May 30, 2009 6:14:07 GMT -5
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Post by ivory on Jun 1, 2009 15:39:25 GMT -5
William Heatherson
Best friend of Adrian Sarcas and sister to Marguerite Heatherson. Standing at six foot two, he has a set of broad shoulders, golden brown hair, and hazel eyes. He's now a knight, though favors the bow because it was the only thing he could beat Adrian at. He likes to play pranks and his favorite pasttime seems to be getting Adrian in trouble.
Marguerite Heatherson
First love of Adrian Sarcas and brother to William Heatherson. Standing at five foot six, her limbs are slender and long, her eyes a dazzling blue, and her hair a golden yellow. She's a lady residing at Caraway castle and hates being one, much rather preferring to swordfight with the boys. That had been her favorite pasttime when she was younger and had a freer reign (and secretly, she still yearns for it). Now though, she also enjoys embroidery, sewing, cooking, and learning to run the home.
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Post by ivory on Jun 1, 2009 15:40:04 GMT -5
Jock Maverick
Age: 17 Gender: Male Profession: it’s kind of complicated – I’ll explain in the ‘personality’ Appearance: The lifetime of living beneath the sun has tanned his skin a great deal and bleached the color of his blonde hair, making it look almost white when it used to be a darker shade. His eyes are a light gray and mimic that almost white appearance. For the most part, a lost look resides in them, but when he’s around Teresa or Malleus, they have something there. And when he’s with Galen, they almost shine with something similar to excitement/expectance. His check bones are high, his nose straight, his lips full but cracked from the heat. His face is triangular in shape; he’s missing the top part of his left ear; a small scar cuts itself across his left eyebrow. His hands are scarred and rough from labor, his muscles well formed from the same reason, his feet are toughened from lack of shoes. He walks in a kind of hunched form because he’d walked like an ape during his six years alone and has only recently begun to walk upright again. If he stood straight, he’d be 5’9, but in his current form, he reaches only 5’2. In the space between his left shoulder and neck, there are three small scars that are placed horizontally above one another with the middle one half way out to the left (the mark of the family) Personality: He keeps to himself for the most part and is closest to his ‘older brother/father’ – Galen. It’s as if he’s empty, but not that his soul is gone, just lost in worlds that will be hard to reach. Yeah, as if he’s just lost. Other than that ‘emptiness,’ he’s more of an animal than a human. He knows just the basics of life/survival and lets instincts rule. He’ll fight only if backed into a corner (and then like a demon) or believes his property is being overrun. He’s very protective of those close to him: Galen, Teresa, and Malleus (ESPECIALLY Galen) and is always trying to prove himself to Maverick, which causes the problem of his profession. In his attempts to prove himself, he tries his hand at thievery and mercenaries for hire, but because of his inability to communicate in the human tongue, he’s taken advantage of by the other muscles of the trade. Which in turn spikes up Galen’s protectiveness so he tries his hardest to make him stay within the confines of the ‘family’s’ hideout/home. History: He was raised in the mountains – his parents being bandits and outlaws. When they were caught and hung when he was ten, he became nameless with no one left alive to remind him of it. His mind grew into more of an animal than a human during his six years alone until Galen found him and emitted him into the ‘family.’ Much of his past is clouded in a mystery, for he has yet to say more than a single word: Jock – from which he gained his name. He ‘talks’ with grunts and animal noises and actions, and only those close to him know what the heck he’s saying. Posts he's in after history leaves off:Other Countries :: Seas :: Stormwhite Sea :: TeutlandtOther Countries :: Teutlandt :: Master's Orders (Assassins Evan and Nelson)Gallica :: La Rivage :: Immortal Happenings[open]Gallica :: The Front :: Spying on Aslavia (Open)Additional Information: He kills only by hand and teeth, unable remember how to yet use many tools – and definitely not in the fast pace needed to defend oneself or to attack. He’s quick to strike, having had to learn to move fast to survive the snakes in the mountains. His instinct to danger is acute, along with his ability to ‘talk to’ nature (he actually just learned to pick up on the signs she gives him – decrease in the number of animals = danger or bad weather depending on the other signs, like the sight of heavy clouds, the smell of rain, the way the plants bend, the silence, ect.).
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Post by ivory on Jun 1, 2009 15:42:11 GMT -5
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Post by ivory on Jun 1, 2009 15:43:30 GMT -5
Telamar (no last name)Twenty-two years of age (joined four years ago). Now works as a blacksmith, though his 'real' job is information with the occasional assassination. His hair is black, his eyes blue, and his skin golden brown. In the space between his left shoulder and neck, there are three small scars that are placed horizontally above one another with the middle one half way out to the left (the mark of the family), has six fingers on left hand. Posts he's in:Gallica :: La Rivage :: Immortal Happenings[open]
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Post by ivory on Jun 19, 2009 19:24:50 GMT -5
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Post by ivory on Jul 28, 2009 8:15:43 GMT -5
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Post by ivory on Jul 28, 2009 8:38:13 GMT -5
Hatchet
Man Badger captured five years ago and now he's out and gunning for him. Guy can definitely hold a grudge. About six feet tall, hundred sixty pounds, has a scar across his neck. Rough voice, black hair, brown eyes. Right one's sealed shut
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Post by ivory on Sept 5, 2009 18:11:50 GMT -5
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Post by ivory on Sept 5, 2009 18:13:09 GMT -5
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