Post by Haldis. on Jul 24, 2015 22:01:19 GMT
Name:
Aleksandr_Vladiskov
Age:
19.
Nationality:
Vaegir.
Hair:
Reddish brown.
Eyes:
Greenish blue.
Facial Markings:
Non.
Skin Color:
Pale.
Height:
6ft2.
Weight:
220.
Build:
Somewhat scrawny but lean.
Body Markings:
Non.
Interests:Making his own weapons, Women, His family's past.
Dislikes:
Has a small dislike to nords, hence the war between them.
Strengths:
Is quite intelligent, but tends not to show it,Is adaptable to any weapon if trained right.
Weaknesses:
A small temper, but rarely gets mad.
Skills:
Combat, Archery, Accounting, Aleks also is well known for making the best out of everything.
Fears:
That the world will move on without him, Leaving him a shell of shadow with no one but himself, Letting his loved ones die.
Profession:
Adaptable.
Backround/History: Aleks was born in a small town in the vaegir lands to a Polished lord and a tavern wench. When aleks' father was a very young lord,who one night got drunk out of Celebration on a victory agaist the nords that day. Aleks' father quickly noticed the girl and attempted to win her over.He did after many hours of bothering her.He had success. Aleks was quite the trouble maker when he was in his young years, he had a nack for walking into the kitchen, Grabbing a pot and banging on it with a spoon, annoying the cook. Aleks was not loved by his mother, since she saw him as a mistake, not a son. though, his father loved him with all of his heart, it was hard to love a son that was not royal, fearing so many prying eyes would learn of his fathers mistakes, Aleks quickly felt that he brings shame to his father, So he left in the dead of night, not being seen or heard from since.He spent his early teens of his life on the streets, Begging and robbing where he could,He heard of a place where he would be free from the eyes of his father, so he rounded up what little money he could and payed for a one way ticket to that land, Looking for any new adventures that await him in the land he may now call his home.
Aleksandr_Vladiskov
Age:
19.
Nationality:
Vaegir.
Hair:
Reddish brown.
Eyes:
Greenish blue.
Facial Markings:
Non.
Skin Color:
Pale.
Height:
6ft2.
Weight:
220.
Build:
Somewhat scrawny but lean.
Body Markings:
Non.
Interests:Making his own weapons, Women, His family's past.
Dislikes:
Has a small dislike to nords, hence the war between them.
Strengths:
Is quite intelligent, but tends not to show it,Is adaptable to any weapon if trained right.
Weaknesses:
A small temper, but rarely gets mad.
Skills:
Combat, Archery, Accounting, Aleks also is well known for making the best out of everything.
Fears:
That the world will move on without him, Leaving him a shell of shadow with no one but himself, Letting his loved ones die.
Profession:
Adaptable.
Backround/History: Aleks was born in a small town in the vaegir lands to a Polished lord and a tavern wench. When aleks' father was a very young lord,who one night got drunk out of Celebration on a victory agaist the nords that day. Aleks' father quickly noticed the girl and attempted to win her over.He did after many hours of bothering her.He had success. Aleks was quite the trouble maker when he was in his young years, he had a nack for walking into the kitchen, Grabbing a pot and banging on it with a spoon, annoying the cook. Aleks was not loved by his mother, since she saw him as a mistake, not a son. though, his father loved him with all of his heart, it was hard to love a son that was not royal, fearing so many prying eyes would learn of his fathers mistakes, Aleks quickly felt that he brings shame to his father, So he left in the dead of night, not being seen or heard from since.He spent his early teens of his life on the streets, Begging and robbing where he could,He heard of a place where he would be free from the eyes of his father, so he rounded up what little money he could and payed for a one way ticket to that land, Looking for any new adventures that await him in the land he may now call his home.