Post by Balthien on Dec 15, 2011 20:53:39 GMT -6
What's your Name?
Name: Balthien
Nickname: N/A
Ah, I see. Tell me, what do you look like?
Age: 27
Race: Bosmer (Wood Elf)
Gender: Male
Hair color: Auburn
Eye color: Black
Height: 5'9
Weight: 148 lbs.
Advanced description: (Look here) he also wears an amulet of Kynareth, and a ring of Hircine.
Tell Me About Yourself:
Homeland: Valenwood
Personality: Balthien is loud, plain and simple. He doesn't know the meaning of being quiet, and he definitely doesn't know what subtlety means. He's also very sarcastic towards people he doesn't know or he doesn't like. Although he's smaller, he has the physical prowess of any Nord, and he will gladly prove himself in barroom brawls. And while he's loud, and sometimes sarcastic, he has one escape: music. He loves playing the lute, and being outdoors; it reminds him of home.
Likes: playing the lute, drinking, being outdoors, archery
Dislikes: (most) Nords, cold weather, trolls, hangovers
Fears: Never returning to Valenwood
Theme: "Far from Home"
Theme Artist: Five Finger Death Punch
Relationship status: Single
Gender Preference: Female
Skills:
Prefered Skill: Archery
Secondary Skills: Sneak, Speechcraft, One-handed
Least Favored Skill: Smithing
Weapons and Armor:
Light or Heavy Armor: Light
Armor type: Engraved Leather (doesn't wear helmets- ever.)
One or Two handed weapon: One handed
Weapon: Bow and Arrows, Longsword, Dagger
Affiliation:
Affiliation: Sellsword
Tell Me About Your Past:
Bio/History: When Balthien was only 5, he was captured and trafficked into Cyrodiil as a slave. He worked, and became stronger and more agile the more stone and gems he had to mine. One day, years later, he sat down to catch his breath and he was severely whipped by a Nordic guard named Jurst. Thus began his hate for Jurst, and other Nordic guards, who laughed and joined in when Jurst would start his weekly beatings of Balthien and the other elves. One day, Balthien snapped and drove his pick-axe straight through Jurst's skull. The other Nords beat him, nearly to death, and threw him into a fast-moving river. He washed up on shore, and was found by people in a nearby village. The resuscitated him, and took care of him and his wounds. When Balthien was finally better, his adoptive family gave him the family armor, leather with the family seal engraved onto the chest and the palms of gloves. They also provided him with what little money that had, and gave him an Iron longsword and a hunting bow, the same one that he used to go hunting with his adoptive father. He hugged them, and swore to them that he would repay them one day for everything they had done for him.
Other:
Other Accounts: N/A
RP experience: 9 months
Name: Balthien
Nickname: N/A
Ah, I see. Tell me, what do you look like?
Age: 27
Race: Bosmer (Wood Elf)
Gender: Male
Hair color: Auburn
Eye color: Black
Height: 5'9
Weight: 148 lbs.
Advanced description: (Look here) he also wears an amulet of Kynareth, and a ring of Hircine.
Tell Me About Yourself:
Homeland: Valenwood
Personality: Balthien is loud, plain and simple. He doesn't know the meaning of being quiet, and he definitely doesn't know what subtlety means. He's also very sarcastic towards people he doesn't know or he doesn't like. Although he's smaller, he has the physical prowess of any Nord, and he will gladly prove himself in barroom brawls. And while he's loud, and sometimes sarcastic, he has one escape: music. He loves playing the lute, and being outdoors; it reminds him of home.
Likes: playing the lute, drinking, being outdoors, archery
Dislikes: (most) Nords, cold weather, trolls, hangovers
Fears: Never returning to Valenwood
Theme: "Far from Home"
Theme Artist: Five Finger Death Punch
Relationship status: Single
Gender Preference: Female
Skills:
Prefered Skill: Archery
Secondary Skills: Sneak, Speechcraft, One-handed
Least Favored Skill: Smithing
Weapons and Armor:
Light or Heavy Armor: Light
Armor type: Engraved Leather (doesn't wear helmets- ever.)
One or Two handed weapon: One handed
Weapon: Bow and Arrows, Longsword, Dagger
Affiliation:
Affiliation: Sellsword
Tell Me About Your Past:
Bio/History: When Balthien was only 5, he was captured and trafficked into Cyrodiil as a slave. He worked, and became stronger and more agile the more stone and gems he had to mine. One day, years later, he sat down to catch his breath and he was severely whipped by a Nordic guard named Jurst. Thus began his hate for Jurst, and other Nordic guards, who laughed and joined in when Jurst would start his weekly beatings of Balthien and the other elves. One day, Balthien snapped and drove his pick-axe straight through Jurst's skull. The other Nords beat him, nearly to death, and threw him into a fast-moving river. He washed up on shore, and was found by people in a nearby village. The resuscitated him, and took care of him and his wounds. When Balthien was finally better, his adoptive family gave him the family armor, leather with the family seal engraved onto the chest and the palms of gloves. They also provided him with what little money that had, and gave him an Iron longsword and a hunting bow, the same one that he used to go hunting with his adoptive father. He hugged them, and swore to them that he would repay them one day for everything they had done for him.
Other:
Other Accounts: N/A
RP experience: 9 months
