Post by JezusBagels on Jun 3, 2009 20:26:53 GMT -5
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Profession: Ranger
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Profession: Ranger
Appearance:
Monkuta is a slim-figured man who stands at just under six feet. He weighs about one-hundred and forty pounds. His skin is very tan.Personality:
He has very long arms and legs, his torso taking up a small portion of his overall body. Scars riddle his body as a result of much falling and sneaking around in sharp branched trees.
He has long, dark brown hair that flies around in ever-chaotic strands and a short, messy beard that matches his hair in appearance. His eyes are a piercing emerald green. He could be quite attractive if he groomed his hair and wiped the dirt off of his face.
At heart, Monkuta is light-hearted and quite amiable. However, he invests himself too heavily in his work often which leads to him being instinctively suspicious and cautious no matter his surroundings. He is quick to act, often deciding to "shoot first and ask questions later."History:
It takes a long time for him to truly relax in any setting and the slightest disruption could potentially make him tense again.
Monkuta has little respect for authority, believing that trust and loyalty are always to be earned and never given.
Born into nobility, Monkuta realized at an early age how boring his life could potentially be. He yearned to go into the woods and play in the mud with other children, but his parents believed it was beneath him. As a toddler, this kept him in line but as he gre and eventually entered adolescence, Monkuta found dozens of ways of sneaking away from home into the wilderness. On each expedition into this forbidden world, Monkuta would find other children and partake in whatever rough, dirty games they might be playing. When questioned by his parents about his the condition of his clothes upon his return, he would simply say that he tripped and fell in the mud.Additional Information:
This continued for many years until, as a boy barely into his teenage years, Monkuta finally decided that he had no reason to stay at home and left, surviving on his own in the woods and living quite happily. It took less than a day for Monkuta's parents to realize his absence. Word spread and, though he successfully evaded those searching for him for about a week, Monkuta was inevitably found and taken home--kicking and screaming--by a ranger whose identity still remains a mystery to him. Days later, Monkuta was offered membership in the Ranger's Corps, which he graciously accepted.
As a young man, finished with his apprenticeship, Monkuta fell in love with a beautiful girl of his own age. He never learned her name, though they shared a bed for several months. They agreed that if they didn't know each others' names, there was no real commitment involved and they could live in secret. One night, he went to her home and she was gone, with only a necklace for him left in her place. He has since lived alone in the woods in a cabin he built himself.
As a ranger, he has since become a valued spy to the Corps, stealth being his greatest virtue. His aim is also quite impressive, though he is more skilled with the throwing knife than with a bow.
He often disappears into the wilderness for days at a time alone with his pony, Jaeado. He claims that he required it for his own mental well-being.
Monkuta suffers from severe intermittent depression as well as insomnia.
He wears the long beaded necklace made by his secret lover beneath his tunic, though bits of it are visible around his neck.
In addition to the standard ranger equipment of bow and knives, he wields homemade poison blowdarts and a long wooden pipe to launch them which can be screwed apart to carry in smaller segments.