Arego
Posts : 14 Join date : 2013-10-21
| Subject: This is where Felix's characters will go. Sun Jan 12, 2014 1:48 am | |
| Name: Aaron Draiiman Race: Human Class: Warrior Gender: Male Age: 19 Appearance: http://static.giantbomb.com/uploads/original/12/120766/2206544-aran.pngEquipment: Steel curiass, pauldrons and gauntlets. Blue cloth (like what's around his neck) pants and leather boots. A small buckler, a spear he inherited from his father and a hatchet that hangs from his belt on the left side. (Medium Armor) (Cuirass has 'leech crystals' embedded in it to prevent magical harm) Skills: Spear training, fighting and defending against multiple enemies, deflecting attacks, tracking, information gathering, being tired. Weaknesses: Range of any sort, speedy enemies, his own arrogance and recklessness, heavy units Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNHlVo0cPa8Homeworld: Terra History: Aaron was born was great amounts of magic in him. Being a hater of magic, his mother left soon after his birth. It was this that made him decide not to go to school to learn how to use it. So he followed his father's footsteps as a warrior. Or as his title was, a bounty hunter. But more of a moral bounty hunter, only accepting those who brought justice where the law could not. Once Aaron was old enough to fight his father taught him everything he knew, along with practice, in a course of two years. Finally when he was eighteen his father took him out on one his jobs. They soon found out they were a great pair, able to take on groups of people at a time. They shared a style of fighting that only was offensive but also defensive. The group of bandits they fought fell before them. It was the first time Aaron killed somebody, and he was okay it. He put down bad guys, traveled everywhere and got paid for it. Not a bad way to live. One day after accepting a contract from what seemed like a group of concerned merchants, he and his dad went out to deal with bandits who had been attacking wayward travelers. This sounded alot like other contracts. Find the bad guys, kill them, get proof and bring it back. They were expecting the ambush that hit them but they weren't expecting Sidhe mages. Being horridly out ranged the fight wasn't going to last long, they both knew it. But they also knew they wouldn't be able to run, they could fly. They nodded to each other before turning and running in different directions. Barely dodging the fireballs and air blasts as they did. They reached the forest on both sides of the trail. That was the last time Aaron saw his father. He wandered for a year looking for him but to no avail. After finally admitting to himself that he's more than likely dead, he started taking jobs again. But not just the morally good ones, whatever he could find. | |
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