20-11-2016, 04:50 PM
In Game Name (IGN): cerberus23
How did you find us? Been here, done that, got the T-Shirt, played the Xbox Game, and so on.
About You: I am, therefore I is.
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Arkon
Race: Mesalian
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Appearance
Equipment:
Pet:
Personality:
Theme:
Skills:
How did you find us? Been here, done that, got the T-Shirt, played the Xbox Game, and so on.
About You: I am, therefore I is.
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Arkon
Race: Mesalian
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Appearance
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Spoiler Standing just shy of 6 feet tall and sporting a lithe build, Arkon hardly sports an intimidating figure. Garbed in a tough travelling cloak, emblazoned with the mark of the Brotherhood of Ash, beneath he wears a simple monk habit. With his hood normally pulled back, he reveals his long blonde hair, kept back and out of his face with an ornate wooden clasp. His face still sports a look of youth, and his typical bright and warm smile upon his lips only helps to add to that, while his sharp grey eyes observe all around him. Two noticeable scars marr his appearance, one across his left eye, the other across his lips, hinting at a life spent in some danger.
Equipment:
Carrying a well worn quarterstaff, of 7 feet in length, and a pack of basic travelling and writing supplies, and a small basket. He travels light, with only the clothes on his back and enough food to get him by.
Pet:
(Blame Zark) Illyana the Chinchilla. A small standard grey Chinchilla, found by Arkon in his travels, she was ill and he nursed her back to health. Taking a shine to the man, the little animal followed him, and soon they were good friends. Often found travelling in her little basket, hooked onto Arkon’s staff, she otherwise typically resides upon his shoulder. Let out to forage or explore, Arkon often treats her with berries he finds, and she has a love of apples especially.
Curious and playful, she is nervous around others, but you know what they say, curiosity killed the Chinchilla, or something to that effect, and even fear won’t often win out against her curiosity. Even so, if someone yells or tries to grab her suddenly, there won’t be much left to see besides her fluffy tail disappearing out of sight.
Curious and playful, she is nervous around others, but you know what they say, curiosity killed the Chinchilla, or something to that effect, and even fear won’t often win out against her curiosity. Even so, if someone yells or tries to grab her suddenly, there won’t be much left to see besides her fluffy tail disappearing out of sight.
Personality:
Mute by both mutilation and wish, Arkon finds other ways to communicate himself, be it by written word, body language or simple facial expression. He is rarely found without at least a hint of a smile upon his lips. Curious in nature, he thrives on exploration and learning, and is always willing to give his hand to new things, even if he’s terrible at it (Cooking). With an empathetic heart, he often acts as a good listener, offering advice or simply acting as a confidant. Calm of mind, he is rarely driven to bouts of fear or worry, and sets about tasks in a calculated and thoughtful manner. In combat he typically acts in a defensive manner, preferring to disarm his opponent, rather than unnecessarily harm them.
Theme:
Skills:
Combat - Quarterstaff - Skilled: Trained by fellow monks at the Shrine he spent much of his life within, his favoured weapon was the Quarterstaff. Useful for defending against both multiple opponents at once, as well as delivering surprisingly quick blows when wielded correctly, he used both to keep his opponents at arm’s length, before using rapid blows to quickly disarm or disable them.
He studied for many years under the monks he resided with, and although after he left the Shrine he found little need to his skills, he still trained whenever he had the opportunity, keeping his skills fresh.
Writing - Skilled: After the loss of his ability to speak, Arkon struggled with ways to communicate properly, in any clear fashion. Gestures only got him so far, and so, after eventually finding himself a home within the Shrine, he was soon taught the basics of writing, reading and scripture. His studying took several years, before he was capable enough to write complex sentences. It was at this point that he was gifted a simple, but useful writing kit, vials of ink and quills, along with several books in which to write.
When his time at the Shrine came to an end, his writing skills came into play on a daily basis, whenever he encountered strangers on the roads he travelled, along with those at the towns and villages he met along the way.
Capable of writing in a smooth, clear and flowing script, he often embellishes any writing with small doodles, which are often far poorer, when compared to the quality of his handwriting.
Healing - Basic: One of the less taught, but still used teachings of the Shrine, healing was often used to treat travellers passing by that had fallen ill. Although only having a fledgeling experience, Arkon can still reliably tend to a wound, clean it and if required, somewhat poorly stitch and bind it. Outside of this, he can identify the most basic of healing herbs. His knowledge otherwise is very limited.
Gardening - Basic: Tending to plants and herbs was an important teaching of the Shrine, and Arkon learnt how to, like any initiate. Yet it never quite stuck with him. He can plant and identify some well known flowers, and water them reliably, yet that is the extent of his abilities, and any major garden he may try and work at would surely wilt and falter.
Cooking - Basic(Poor): Although when he was younger, he spent much of his time with his mother, her cooking skill never filtered through to her son, and it wasn’t until he was forced to work that he ever learnt anything about preparing food. Once he took up his home at the Shrine, he was taught further, although the food was always simple and plain, the most basic of means and herbs, along with bread. Somehow however, Arkon was never quite able to master the basics, often ruining food, or souring it, somehow. Indeed, the only person whom seemed to really stomach his food was himself, as taste was hardly a real factor in his case.
He studied for many years under the monks he resided with, and although after he left the Shrine he found little need to his skills, he still trained whenever he had the opportunity, keeping his skills fresh.
Writing - Skilled: After the loss of his ability to speak, Arkon struggled with ways to communicate properly, in any clear fashion. Gestures only got him so far, and so, after eventually finding himself a home within the Shrine, he was soon taught the basics of writing, reading and scripture. His studying took several years, before he was capable enough to write complex sentences. It was at this point that he was gifted a simple, but useful writing kit, vials of ink and quills, along with several books in which to write.
When his time at the Shrine came to an end, his writing skills came into play on a daily basis, whenever he encountered strangers on the roads he travelled, along with those at the towns and villages he met along the way.
Capable of writing in a smooth, clear and flowing script, he often embellishes any writing with small doodles, which are often far poorer, when compared to the quality of his handwriting.
Healing - Basic: One of the less taught, but still used teachings of the Shrine, healing was often used to treat travellers passing by that had fallen ill. Although only having a fledgeling experience, Arkon can still reliably tend to a wound, clean it and if required, somewhat poorly stitch and bind it. Outside of this, he can identify the most basic of healing herbs. His knowledge otherwise is very limited.
Gardening - Basic: Tending to plants and herbs was an important teaching of the Shrine, and Arkon learnt how to, like any initiate. Yet it never quite stuck with him. He can plant and identify some well known flowers, and water them reliably, yet that is the extent of his abilities, and any major garden he may try and work at would surely wilt and falter.
Cooking - Basic(Poor): Although when he was younger, he spent much of his time with his mother, her cooking skill never filtered through to her son, and it wasn’t until he was forced to work that he ever learnt anything about preparing food. Once he took up his home at the Shrine, he was taught further, although the food was always simple and plain, the most basic of means and herbs, along with bread. Somehow however, Arkon was never quite able to master the basics, often ruining food, or souring it, somehow. Indeed, the only person whom seemed to really stomach his food was himself, as taste was hardly a real factor in his case.