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Lately, I've been getting rusty with mah RP sign-up skillz. >_<
If anything at all needs to be editted or extended, let me know, and I will be right on it. >.>
Name: Garliam Netirre
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Race: Leechi
Sub-race: None
Combat Form: Magic
Skill slots: ( Skills you excel in most, other then combat)
1. Magic
2. Archer
3. Hunting
Height: 6'2
Weight: 175
Appearance: Garliam dresses much like a knight more than any type of magic user. He wears a dark shaded red armor to compliment his long, bright and burning hair that waves in winds with the clear strands swishing at every corner. His eyes are the same shade of red as his armor. At the same time, he is not a combatist when it really gets down to it. He fights with the major magic his mind is capable of and archery skill he has so recently acquired to strike down his foes. At both arms, there is no protected armor, but black leather to fall all the way to the red leathered gloves of his. His legs however are protected with the same armor as his chest. He wears his armor tipped boots as well.
Though he holds all of this, the armor itself is not heavy and is not much of anything that could protect him. It is there to trick those that wish to defy him, forcing them to believe that he is actually wearing the unbreakable armor of hell. It is easy to pierce, but that is a secret that only he will keep to himself.
Personality: Garliam cares for no one. He, much his worshiped god, is blinded. Not physically; mentally. He sees evil in good and wishes to correct such things, and knows that the only way to do so is give them death. He will kill, and he will not be afraid to do so. He will tell his victims why they must die before giving a final blow; his voice at that time is very raspy and low. He is blinded by rage to kill, and he has no reason for it. He has just always known that it is right.
Nickname: (If Any): None
Side: ( Good, bad or Neutral): Bad
God Worshiped: Joeda the Blinded
History: He does not have a past. He remembers nothing but death, and will kill because it is right in his eyes. He views the night as his savior and the light as a new hell. Without a second slight chance given, he will strike because it is how he has always been. He doesn't believe he was ever once a young boy; he believes he is an entity of darkness laid upon this world to fight back what he, and only he, considers evil. He is blinded by this, and will kill with the magic he knows and the skills he can do.
Birthday: He celebrates no birthday (but honestly, April 21 XD)
Place of Birth: Hatorri
Goals: Kill the evil in the world (or what he considers evil)
Fears: His true past.
Vehicle: Transportation Spells
Element: (eh…wha?) >_>;
Other Stuff: None
If anything at all needs to be editted or extended, let me know, and I will be right on it. >.>
Name: Garliam Netirre
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Race: Leechi
Sub-race: None
Combat Form: Magic
Skill slots: ( Skills you excel in most, other then combat)
1. Magic
2. Archer
3. Hunting
Height: 6'2
Weight: 175
Appearance: Garliam dresses much like a knight more than any type of magic user. He wears a dark shaded red armor to compliment his long, bright and burning hair that waves in winds with the clear strands swishing at every corner. His eyes are the same shade of red as his armor. At the same time, he is not a combatist when it really gets down to it. He fights with the major magic his mind is capable of and archery skill he has so recently acquired to strike down his foes. At both arms, there is no protected armor, but black leather to fall all the way to the red leathered gloves of his. His legs however are protected with the same armor as his chest. He wears his armor tipped boots as well.
Though he holds all of this, the armor itself is not heavy and is not much of anything that could protect him. It is there to trick those that wish to defy him, forcing them to believe that he is actually wearing the unbreakable armor of hell. It is easy to pierce, but that is a secret that only he will keep to himself.
Personality: Garliam cares for no one. He, much his worshiped god, is blinded. Not physically; mentally. He sees evil in good and wishes to correct such things, and knows that the only way to do so is give them death. He will kill, and he will not be afraid to do so. He will tell his victims why they must die before giving a final blow; his voice at that time is very raspy and low. He is blinded by rage to kill, and he has no reason for it. He has just always known that it is right.
Nickname: (If Any): None
Side: ( Good, bad or Neutral): Bad
God Worshiped: Joeda the Blinded
History: He does not have a past. He remembers nothing but death, and will kill because it is right in his eyes. He views the night as his savior and the light as a new hell. Without a second slight chance given, he will strike because it is how he has always been. He doesn't believe he was ever once a young boy; he believes he is an entity of darkness laid upon this world to fight back what he, and only he, considers evil. He is blinded by this, and will kill with the magic he knows and the skills he can do.
Birthday: He celebrates no birthday (but honestly, April 21 XD)
Place of Birth: Hatorri
Goals: Kill the evil in the world (or what he considers evil)
Fears: His true past.
Vehicle: Transportation Spells
Element: (eh…wha?) >_>;
Other Stuff: None