Post by revolution on Mar 28, 2008 21:24:24 GMT -5
Name: Aro Exila
Species: Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Mate: None. Doesn't believe he can love.
Desciption: He is a very common looking person, with little muscle and not to much fat. He is a little taller then most people, not to the point were its really noticeable, but he can see eye to eye with a full grown elf. His skin is a very pale shade of white, making him look like a walking corpse. This is because he has secluded himself from the light of day, hiding like a vampire almost. His hair is a very dark shade of red, the top more of an ebony, but the black fades towards the bottom, becoming a nice sunset scarlet. His eyes are what set him apart from the humans. They shin in a nice calm shade of cyan and are outlined with a gloomy navy color. His pupils are not black, but white, his sclera black.
He wears a noble's cloak most the time, just finding that it makes him feel more at home. The robe is a thick black color, the end of the sleeves and bottom of the robe stained a very dark crimson. He carries a rather rusted out shovel with him everywhere, along with a water bag that is always filled with ale. He has a bit of a drinking problem.
The parts of Aro that make him different from other races is for, physically, he's dead. He doesn't have a heartbeat, nor a pulse. His blood isn't red either but a murky black. He doesn't know why he can still live, or anything for that matter. He believes that he doesn't have a heart at all. This results in his dispassion towards love. He thinks that the heart only controls that one emotion and all the others are coming from his soul or something. In other words, he has it in his head that he can't love. He can still feel other emotions though and enjoys using them.
Aro can be very loud and annoying. He finds no other joy in life then making a jest of himself. Though, he can fall dead serious if he has to be.
History: He was born into a noble family, showered with titles and clouded in good luck. He was placed with many responsibilities as soon as he was old enough to talk, and given the families money and even a wife as soon as he was thirteen. He found himself trapped in this world of good fortune though, his mind becoming darker with every passing day. He finally snapped one day, killing his wife and family with no mercy at all. Rumor has it that he was found in his room, covered in blood with the heads of his loved ones circled around him. He was exiled from his home and thrown into the cold at the age of fourteen with only the title of 'killer' placed after his name. He found his love in graveyards from that day on, pacing them like an animal, waiting for either his death or a break. Whatever came first. He soon found his break after seeing someone dig up a grave and steal from the coffin like a mad man. This became his passion, his love. He became a grave digger, becoming wealthy in the gloomy occupation and finding a new plot to his life.
Other: As I've already said several times, Aro is a grave thief. He digs up graves and steals whatever he can in the coffin for money. He has a bounty on his head at the moment, one that has been building since he killed his family, to when he dug up all those noble's graves, and for all those crazy bounty hunters he killed with that damned shovel of his. The sum can turn most people into drowling idiots, even somethimes making Aro wonder why he doesn't just turn himself in for the money.
He has the symbols of Kyproin and Gapheirth above the symbol of the moon goddess, little reminds of what he is and what he lives by. Aro carried his grave digging shovel with him everywhere, the wooden and steel made shovel laced to his back. He doesn't like to go anywhere without it, finding it as a life support almost. His only weapon and his only way of getting the money he needs to live out his simply life.
Familiar's Name: Blood Lust
Familiar's Species: Wolf
Familiar's Gender: Male
Familiar's Desciption: The blunt wolf is a little larger then others, his muscles more like bands of steel. His stomach is smaller though, making him look incredibly unhealthy. The wolf is rather plain besides his bulk and weight, displaying a thick coat of twilight black fur that puffs up around his large paws and grows full around his long tail. His eyes however, are the most haunting thing about him. The two blood red eyes never blink, never close, the pupils nothing more then two thin slits.
He is a mute creature, able to hear his bonded but not able to talk back. In the time that the two were silent, there mind bond broke; forcing Aro to talk threw symbols he makes with his hands. The wolf talks back using his demon eyes and body language. Aro finds no problem in this. The less creatures telling him wrong from right, the better.
Species: Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Mate: None. Doesn't believe he can love.
Desciption: He is a very common looking person, with little muscle and not to much fat. He is a little taller then most people, not to the point were its really noticeable, but he can see eye to eye with a full grown elf. His skin is a very pale shade of white, making him look like a walking corpse. This is because he has secluded himself from the light of day, hiding like a vampire almost. His hair is a very dark shade of red, the top more of an ebony, but the black fades towards the bottom, becoming a nice sunset scarlet. His eyes are what set him apart from the humans. They shin in a nice calm shade of cyan and are outlined with a gloomy navy color. His pupils are not black, but white, his sclera black.
He wears a noble's cloak most the time, just finding that it makes him feel more at home. The robe is a thick black color, the end of the sleeves and bottom of the robe stained a very dark crimson. He carries a rather rusted out shovel with him everywhere, along with a water bag that is always filled with ale. He has a bit of a drinking problem.
The parts of Aro that make him different from other races is for, physically, he's dead. He doesn't have a heartbeat, nor a pulse. His blood isn't red either but a murky black. He doesn't know why he can still live, or anything for that matter. He believes that he doesn't have a heart at all. This results in his dispassion towards love. He thinks that the heart only controls that one emotion and all the others are coming from his soul or something. In other words, he has it in his head that he can't love. He can still feel other emotions though and enjoys using them.
Aro can be very loud and annoying. He finds no other joy in life then making a jest of himself. Though, he can fall dead serious if he has to be.
History: He was born into a noble family, showered with titles and clouded in good luck. He was placed with many responsibilities as soon as he was old enough to talk, and given the families money and even a wife as soon as he was thirteen. He found himself trapped in this world of good fortune though, his mind becoming darker with every passing day. He finally snapped one day, killing his wife and family with no mercy at all. Rumor has it that he was found in his room, covered in blood with the heads of his loved ones circled around him. He was exiled from his home and thrown into the cold at the age of fourteen with only the title of 'killer' placed after his name. He found his love in graveyards from that day on, pacing them like an animal, waiting for either his death or a break. Whatever came first. He soon found his break after seeing someone dig up a grave and steal from the coffin like a mad man. This became his passion, his love. He became a grave digger, becoming wealthy in the gloomy occupation and finding a new plot to his life.
Other: As I've already said several times, Aro is a grave thief. He digs up graves and steals whatever he can in the coffin for money. He has a bounty on his head at the moment, one that has been building since he killed his family, to when he dug up all those noble's graves, and for all those crazy bounty hunters he killed with that damned shovel of his. The sum can turn most people into drowling idiots, even somethimes making Aro wonder why he doesn't just turn himself in for the money.
He has the symbols of Kyproin and Gapheirth above the symbol of the moon goddess, little reminds of what he is and what he lives by. Aro carried his grave digging shovel with him everywhere, the wooden and steel made shovel laced to his back. He doesn't like to go anywhere without it, finding it as a life support almost. His only weapon and his only way of getting the money he needs to live out his simply life.
Familiar's Name: Blood Lust
Familiar's Species: Wolf
Familiar's Gender: Male
Familiar's Desciption: The blunt wolf is a little larger then others, his muscles more like bands of steel. His stomach is smaller though, making him look incredibly unhealthy. The wolf is rather plain besides his bulk and weight, displaying a thick coat of twilight black fur that puffs up around his large paws and grows full around his long tail. His eyes however, are the most haunting thing about him. The two blood red eyes never blink, never close, the pupils nothing more then two thin slits.
He is a mute creature, able to hear his bonded but not able to talk back. In the time that the two were silent, there mind bond broke; forcing Aro to talk threw symbols he makes with his hands. The wolf talks back using his demon eyes and body language. Aro finds no problem in this. The less creatures telling him wrong from right, the better.