|Star Gazer's Characters ~ Revised
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|Author:||Star Gazer [ February 2nd, 2008, 11:05 pm ]|
|Post subject:||Star Gazer's Characters ~ Revised|
Well, it had been a looooong time since I last updated my list, so I thought I'd revamp with a fresh new thread. I do hope that's 'legal', setting up a new thread... Have mercy if it's not, dear mods!
Anyway, here are my characters (The ones I like and/or use, anyway.):
Name: Aearion Útíradien
Age: About 3000
Race: Elf, Silvan
Appearance: He is tall, With long blonde hair braided as the elves usally do. He has a lean build and a gentle and yet stern and serious face. He also has bright green eyes, but they do not focus on anything, because he is blind. Thought most do not notice, Aearion has faint scars that run slanted across his face, and over his eyes.
Garb: Mostly that of the Mirkwood elves, greens and browns. Though he does use many disguses to get around sometimes.
History: When Aearion was an infant, he and his mother, Véredhiel were captured by the residence of Dul Guldor, where Sauron's minions tortured his mother for information that she did not have, and ended up permanently blinding Aearion for his mother's scilence. After they were found by a scouting party, they were brought back to Greenwood where Aearion made a full recovery, save his blindness. But his mother was too far gone, and passed into the halls of mandos. After the death of his wife, Sadron, Aearion's father, sailed to The undying lands, where he was sure he would find his wife. When he left, Sadron left his young son with Nestarion, a good friend and a healer. As he grew older, Aearion began to cope with his blindness and blocked out the teasing from all of the other elflings. Though one Elf did not blame him for his disability -- Legolas Greenleaf, the prince, accually admired Aearion for living life so fully, even when blind. Now as an adult, Aearon has long been friends with the prince and has learned to fight -- but only when needed, as it is hard to fight blind. His guardian, Nestarion has taught Aearion all his life in the healing arts, and he has done quite well. (bad ending I know...sorry.)
Mother: Véredhiel (deceased)
Father: Sadron (Sailed)
Name: Tynel (TIE-nel) but he mainly goes by 'Ty'
Faction(Exile or Usurper): Born Exile, Raised Usurper
Attire(style of dress): Mainly Green, very dark green
Weapons: Two long, thin, hook-like knife-swords that he wears on his back, and a knife.
History: Tynel was born in the Ursurper territory when his parents were captured, after strong winds and fog led their boat to the shore. The Ursurpers let him live, and trained him to hate the Exiles, and how to fight. But as he grew older, Tynel started to doubt their intentions, and while when someone was watching him, he did as he was taught and told to do, but whenever he got the chance, he searched for information on his his deceased parents whom he never knew and on the Exiles, and then he found out who he really was. He then ran away and planned to somehow get to the Exiles hidden islands and go to where he belonged. He is currently in hiding along the coast.
Age: On the younger side, about 700
Allegiance(whether allied with one of the four major Kingdoms, or allied with the Rebels): Rebel
Personality: Mwahaha! You shall have to find out yourselves...
Appearance: Tall, bright blue eyes, long black hair that goes about half a foot below his shoulders.
Skills(any special non-magical abilities, only if applicable): Has a photographic memory
Magic wielder(yes or no): yes
Talents(inborn abilities, limit of three): can create and control water, air, and earth
Weapons: A long broadsword - when needed. Usually he fights with elements.
Attire: Mainly blue, or greyish blue.
Name: Jezvar (Jez for short)
Age: 18 - just old enough to leave home by himself
Appearence: Tall, lean (alot of people call him scranny - he hates that term) Dark brown hair that is just long enough to pull into a ponytail, though some falls down beside/infront of his eyes. and silver eyes, as all Ikreai have
Personality: Rebelious, inventive. Good, sometimes wry sense of humor
Clothing: He wears pretty much anything, but mostly brown pants and shirt, with a darker brown vest
History: Unkown, as he hides it. Though some do know that he was raised in a rather poor home
Gift: Has electrical abilities. For example, can shut down a ship (of reasonable size) with a touch of the hand and some consentration.
Name: Rivhon (riv-ON)
Appearance: Straight, jet black hair that is regularly cut, but is still long enough to almost go past his ears and sometimes eyes. Light brown eyes, in contrast to his sister's darker brown ones. Tall and lean in build, due to his constant training.
Personality: Very quiet and introvent, but headstrong and stubborn underneath, if anyone were to upset him. He will always act and stand up for what he believes in. He loves his sister, and is a bit over protective, as most older brothers are, and tries his best to keep her out of sticky situations, and also has a tendency to ward off men that wish to court her.
Weapons: Quite usless with a sword, but is quick and deadly with a bow and arrow, along with a quarter-staff, though bow and arrow are preferred over the two.
Skills: Has an uncanny ability to mask his emotions, and can also run very fast.
Appearence:Tall, strong, lean build, really bright blue eyes(if this sounds MS, I am basing it mildly off someone I know, so...) And light brown tossled hair, cut short. (I was thinking of what Obi-Wan looks like in Ep. 1 for some reason, it that helps at all...)
Personality: Kind, though can be quite grumpy in bad situations, does as told without question, unless he feels agaist it, and is also quite sensative to change, as well as everthing around him.
Ocupation: Blacksmith apprentice.
History: Was raised in a small, poor village, and when he was around the age of 11, his father was taken away from him and his mother, due to the fact that his family could not pay their taxes, and then, when he turned 12, a local blacksmith took pity on the family and took him in as an apprentice, so that he could make an income for he and his mother.
Weapons: Is very experienced with swords, axes and knives, due to his years as a blacksmith. But he has almost no knowledge of bows, as they have no metal parts, save the arrow tips.
Name: Kjiro [Pronounced 'SHEER-o']
Appearance: Not overly tall, actually rather short, black hair, silver/bluish eyes, lean, very tan skin.
Attire: Brown pants that reach just above his akles, which have been worn down through the years, and a loose white shirt, the sleeves are more often than not rolled up to his elbows. And old, worn leather mocasin(sp) type shoes.
Personality: Quiet, smart, and can get a bit snappy at times. Very queer sense of humor. (lol, my humor)
Weapons: A one sided sword and a long bow.
History: Was born and raised between the forest and desert of Jaerim. Is a hunter for his village.
Exalted or Gifted(one or the other. If neither, leave blank): Gifted
Abilities(for Gifted, two maximum. Exalted, there is no limit): Telepathic
Age: Unkown, youngish - for elves, that is.
Appearance: Tall, lean, short brown hair, green eyes.
Attire: Ussually brown leather pants, and a loose green shirt.
Personality: Tries to be very respectable, can be quite the gentleman, if he wants to be. Has a good sense of humor, apreciates respect.
Weapons: A long broadsword.
Exalted or Gifted(one or the other. If neither, leave blank): Exalted
Abilities(for Gifted, two maximum. Exalted, there is no limit): Telekenesis, Mind Control, Telepathy
Counterpart(for Exalted only): Raina
Misc. Worlds and Races that spring from my imagination...:
Ikrean inherits its name from the one who discovered the planet. Ikreai were plentiful throughout the galaxy until all either died, or traveled to the planet Ikrea. They were known as Hentira, until they were only living on Ikrean, where they became known as Ikreai, adapting the name from the planet. Ikrean is hostile and harsh to those that do not know it, for it can be both jungle and tundra within a matter of miles. Ikreai have developed 'bases' or oiasis that prevent too many deaths amoung their population, and anyone who is a friend.
Ikeains are a quite pecular people, very united with each other, no matter who they are and what station they are at. They age such as humans, until they are around the age of 35, or 38 - more accuratly. From there they do not age in appearence, but inside, they know when it they age, even if it does not show. They live to be around 800, 900, sometimes 1000 yeas old before they go off peacfully into a forest or jungle and pass from the world. They also all posses eerie silver eyes. Many say that the eyes are the window to the soul, but if a non-ikreain was to look into the eyes of a ikeain, the ikreain would be able to show them much, much more than just their soul. (Think about Galadriel's mirror! Tongue ) Though many victims of such happenings are too frightened about the subject to speak of it. The ikreai also are reserved - the majority of them anyway, Jezvar, for an example, is a clear exeption. But all of them are wary of other races, respectfull, but wary. And they have not had dealings with them for many years...
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