Post by Connor Windkeeper on Oct 29, 2008 21:41:27 GMT -5
Full Name: Connor Windkeeper
Age: 18
Race: human
Class: fishermen
Gender: male
Religion: none
Magic: no
Birthplace: Teirm
Strengths: good physical condition, knowledge of meteorology, good hunter
Weaknesses: the opposite gender, education mainly focused on sea life, swordsmanship
Description: Connor can be a menacing figure at first sight, standing at around 6ft 3in's he towers over most. He has a broad chest and shoulders, light brown hair slightly covers piercing green eyes that seem to x-ray you when ever he looks at you. He is fairly tan from all the time out at sea he has spent providing for his family. He has a scar on his left arm from when a marlin had struck him after being pulled out of the water. He wears a modest white tunic with dark blue pants and a pair of sturdy work boots. His hair seems to give off the lock that it is always slightly wet and shiny, probably from all the time he spent out on the water.
Weapons: a small dagger that was given to him by his father. it's hilt is that of a dragons head.
History: Connor was born and raised in Teirm. At a very young age he began to help provide for his family by going out to sea with his father. His father was a kind man and had always been close to Connor since the beginning, they would always laugh and crack jokes along with a friend of the families and his son, who also used there boat to help provide for there family.
When Connor turned 14 his father vanished from Teirm, the family went hysterical for some time until one day a letter arrived, a letter from him. It had said that the family had nothing to worry about, he was safe and that he had not told them that he had left for there own protection. It put there minds at ease a little but brought up question like where he went? What was he doing? Most people believed that he had joined with the Varden, the rebel faction that had been fighting the empire. It sent a shiver of excitement down Connors spin to know that his father was rebelling against the empire, it was no mystery that the Empire had not been to kind with the land. He continued to send messages from time to time telling the family of how he was and such but was very careful not to give any hint on were he was at just in-case the message was intercepted. Connor was left to provide for the family along with his two younger twin brothers, and that was how it went until the letters stopped coming. Connor assumed the worst and began to pack telling his brothers it was there turn to provide for there mother and baby sister until he found out what happened to his father. He left Teirm and began to Search for the Varden believing that they would be the best place to start.
RP Sample:Connor jumped onto the wooden platform of the marina a large thick rope in his hand. Walking over to a large pole he began to tie up the boat so that it would not be taken away by and sudden tides. "Oi Alexander, Daniel how about you get your lazy arse's up and help me unload the fish." he yelled up to his brothers who had fallen asleep on the ride back to Teirm. Argom and his son had not come with them this week so Connor had several hours of quite as he sailed through the calm waters. It had been two years since he had last seen his father, the man that taught his everything he knew. It had taken a toll on everyone in the family but Connor being the first born there was a special bond between the two. Alexander looked down at the dock were Connor had finished tieing up still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Theres no need to yell you could have gone up and just given us a tap on the shoulder." he said walking over to the large net were the fish still floundered about. "I'd have done more then given you a tap on the shoulder had i had to come back up there he said getting back on the deck of the boat and following Alexander to the net. "Daniel go and get the wagon so we can take this home and clean them." Connor barked at his brother who had awaken but still sat on the pile of burlap bags that the two had been sleeping on earlier. "Aye aye captain." his brother said with a little bit of cheek to hit. Connor came over and whacked him upside the head as he jumped off the deck and ran into the city and toward there modest home. " I swear how will you to ever provide for your own families when you can't even do it now." he said shaking his head at Alexander. "We'll have you to do it for his brother." he said with a toothy grin. "Aye, i suppose I'm going to have to if i want to see the two of you live past your twenties." Connor chuckled. He turned to look out at the ocean deep in thought while he waited for his brother to return.
Age: 18
Race: human
Class: fishermen
Gender: male
Religion: none
Magic: no
Birthplace: Teirm
Strengths: good physical condition, knowledge of meteorology, good hunter
Weaknesses: the opposite gender, education mainly focused on sea life, swordsmanship
Description: Connor can be a menacing figure at first sight, standing at around 6ft 3in's he towers over most. He has a broad chest and shoulders, light brown hair slightly covers piercing green eyes that seem to x-ray you when ever he looks at you. He is fairly tan from all the time out at sea he has spent providing for his family. He has a scar on his left arm from when a marlin had struck him after being pulled out of the water. He wears a modest white tunic with dark blue pants and a pair of sturdy work boots. His hair seems to give off the lock that it is always slightly wet and shiny, probably from all the time he spent out on the water.
Weapons: a small dagger that was given to him by his father. it's hilt is that of a dragons head.
History: Connor was born and raised in Teirm. At a very young age he began to help provide for his family by going out to sea with his father. His father was a kind man and had always been close to Connor since the beginning, they would always laugh and crack jokes along with a friend of the families and his son, who also used there boat to help provide for there family.
When Connor turned 14 his father vanished from Teirm, the family went hysterical for some time until one day a letter arrived, a letter from him. It had said that the family had nothing to worry about, he was safe and that he had not told them that he had left for there own protection. It put there minds at ease a little but brought up question like where he went? What was he doing? Most people believed that he had joined with the Varden, the rebel faction that had been fighting the empire. It sent a shiver of excitement down Connors spin to know that his father was rebelling against the empire, it was no mystery that the Empire had not been to kind with the land. He continued to send messages from time to time telling the family of how he was and such but was very careful not to give any hint on were he was at just in-case the message was intercepted. Connor was left to provide for the family along with his two younger twin brothers, and that was how it went until the letters stopped coming. Connor assumed the worst and began to pack telling his brothers it was there turn to provide for there mother and baby sister until he found out what happened to his father. He left Teirm and began to Search for the Varden believing that they would be the best place to start.
RP Sample:Connor jumped onto the wooden platform of the marina a large thick rope in his hand. Walking over to a large pole he began to tie up the boat so that it would not be taken away by and sudden tides. "Oi Alexander, Daniel how about you get your lazy arse's up and help me unload the fish." he yelled up to his brothers who had fallen asleep on the ride back to Teirm. Argom and his son had not come with them this week so Connor had several hours of quite as he sailed through the calm waters. It had been two years since he had last seen his father, the man that taught his everything he knew. It had taken a toll on everyone in the family but Connor being the first born there was a special bond between the two. Alexander looked down at the dock were Connor had finished tieing up still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Theres no need to yell you could have gone up and just given us a tap on the shoulder." he said walking over to the large net were the fish still floundered about. "I'd have done more then given you a tap on the shoulder had i had to come back up there he said getting back on the deck of the boat and following Alexander to the net. "Daniel go and get the wagon so we can take this home and clean them." Connor barked at his brother who had awaken but still sat on the pile of burlap bags that the two had been sleeping on earlier. "Aye aye captain." his brother said with a little bit of cheek to hit. Connor came over and whacked him upside the head as he jumped off the deck and ran into the city and toward there modest home. " I swear how will you to ever provide for your own families when you can't even do it now." he said shaking his head at Alexander. "We'll have you to do it for his brother." he said with a toothy grin. "Aye, i suppose I'm going to have to if i want to see the two of you live past your twenties." Connor chuckled. He turned to look out at the ocean deep in thought while he waited for his brother to return.
