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Lilindith |
Character Annihilation | #41 | ||
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Is there a way that an admin could actually delete my character concept from the waiting list? I want to have a
completely different approach concerning a different character, and I don't want Izzriia's entry to take up time and space for everyone else. Thank you
very much.
"I once heard a philosopher say that everyone becomes the thing he hates." - Smylla, War of the Spider
Queen: Dissolution
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iantiwaz |
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my AIM sn has been changed to Ianwanders
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Siomendel |
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Ist'imar Alean'ar
Lead [-] avatar Posts: 43 04/06/08 4:46 PM Tags [Edit]: None Name:Ist'imar Alean'ar Nicknames given by others:Ist (east) How your character refers to him/her self: Ist'imar Race:Drow Age:395 Health:Incredible General appearance:Ist'imar is a shortish, broad young drow, with shortly cropped hair that borders on blue. He has many battlescars, including one across his face. His general appearance is that of a capable and confident drow. Clothing usually worn:Military gear Clothing preferred:Military gear, or casual wear, that commoners would wear, he is not egotistical. What image (overall) is portrayed:See above; Ist'imar is a cool and confident drow. Height:5'6 `` Weight:120 Eye color:Blue Hair color:Blue, for the most part, with a tinge of white Skin color:Ebony Complexion:A little rough, due to the battlescars that he has not bothered to have removed. His complexion is smooth and soft otherwise. Body type:Thickly built, with broad (very large) shoulders for his size and race, with a slim waist and thickly built arms and legs. Athletic proficiencies:Climbing, Hiding, Move Silently, Jumping Posture:Straight backed and head held high; although he has little ego, he his quite proud Walk:Smooth and self assured, arms swinging gently at his sides. casual generally, not rigid. Other physical distinctions:Ist'imar's main distinction is that of a battlescar that crosses his cheek from under his right eye to the right side of his lips Characteristic manner of speaking:Softly and to the point. It is deep but melodic. Habitual expressions:His main expression is a lack of expresseion. His usual expression is a raised eyebrow, if he has any Habitual mannerisms:Holding his hand at his sword hilt Usual swear words:Damn, Fuck, Screw, Piss Voice quality:Melodic and deep, a little scratchy from smoking tobacco HISTORY Earliest memory: Not sure yet; Place of birth:Sshamath Travel history/reason:His main travel history is that of excursions and raids to the surface; as an instructor at the Academy of Fighters, he has often led youngsters on their first raids. Has your character ever lived in a foreign land: No What events, circumstances, or experiences have had a major impact on your character's way of thinking:His experiences at the hands of his elders have taught him to both fear, respect, and hate females. He has also learned from his father, during their intense training, to never surrender, only to die if need be. Looking back, how would your character describe the past five to ten years of his/her life, both professionally/academically and personally/socially: Is there anything in your character's life-experience which he/she feels warrants clarification: He is the first son of House Alean'ar, who's late father instructed him well in the fighting arts. Describe home life while growing up: His upbringing was typical; daily beatings followed by intense instruction by the house weapon masters. His father,...X for now....was unsually caring, although extremely strict and violent, desiring his first and only son to be as hard as he could be in order to face drow society. Illnesses/when: None Major accidents/when:None Most painful thing in your character's life:Seeing his father die during his third raid to the surface; a human hero defeated ...X....in face to face combat, and none could with stand the man. The raid returned in failure, unexpectedly, and he has felt shame ever since. SENSE OF LIFE What is the important thing to know about your character: The important thing to know is that Ist'imar seeks to live up to his father, one of the greatest weapon masters the House of Alean'ar has ever seen; he feels his potential is not as great (and it really isn't, his deceased father was a extraordinary but I don't have to put up his stats). He also seeks to improve his standing with the god Seveltarm; he sees himself as a warrior for Drow society; although he does not follow Lolth, he would see himself as a champion of Drow and Lolth as the representative of all Drow; thus her servant, a male like himself, is his best choice. How self-aware is he/she:Fairly self aware; he is confident and bold, and seeks to use the talents he has to their best advantadge. Philosophy of life: Never surrender, die for your kind if need be. Never show weakness, whether to betters or lessors. Never let anyone get you down, such could be construed as weakness. Sees self as:a steady, devoted warrior serving the drow way of life. Main goal in life:to die with respect and fear Short term goals: Money and respect, and to attain the status of Judicator Long term goals: it pretty much fits the main goal in life Most pressing problem: Ist'imar's most pressing problem would be...that he What traits really make your character come alive: I'm not sure that's a good one; the way I play him makes him come to life; his devotion to the drow way of life is his best attribute; he takes all scorn, all derision, and uses it to become a better warrior, to become more devoted. One-line characterization: A devoted warrior to the drow way of life. Outstanding qualities: His courage, and his confidence. His Inferior qualities/faults: Too devoted to the drow, he can not understand empathy; restraint is only for the weak, or for an ulterior motive. He also has little initiative, preferring to be told what to do. Tragic Flaw: None yet Fears/phobias: That he does not have the potential to equal his father Superstitions: none so far Complexes: none so far Most feared threat: Dragons, by far; their power awes and astounds him Reaction to threat: Generally his reaction is to threaten it back, and to show that he is not afraid of combat; if commanded to do so, he will attack without hesitation; generally waits for a superior to give him his decision. Reaction to emergency: Aid the drow in need, even if at the cost of his own life. Is your character willing to die for anything: He is willing to die for his kind, or to attempt to live up to his father's name. Religion: He follows Selvetarm Weekly ritual: A small incision across his stomach, chest, arms or shoulders, in the hopes of warding off pain. Feelings about that (religion): A wholesale follower, he believes that Selvetarm is the true champion of drow males. Moral/immoral code: One thing that differs about him is that he finds torture disgusting; weak in fact. There is no pride in hurting a defenseless opponent. If they are capable of defending themselves however, that is a different matter; he will lie, cheat, steal and murder like any others. For now, until I figure out how to get a character sheet for him, he is a 15th level fighter and a 1st level cleric; devoted and recognized, but bearing no real power. His stats would be based on an Elite Scale; 18-13, counting down, making his attributes STR 18 DEX 16 CON 17 INT 14 WIS 15 CHA 13. Ajusted for level they are STR 20 DEX 16 CON 18, INT 14 WIS 16 CHA 13. Those are the basics about him; i will post more about him soon, but the model is pretty big i'll have to put more thought into him, and figure out how to describe his background better. That's just how I thought of him at the outset, I'm more than willing to readjust hiim according to campaign needs. 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Ilivarra |
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Heres an idea for a character of mine.
Last Edited By: Ilivarra 10/11/08 5:41 PM.
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Xzyvoj |
Xzy'voj Doraegamel | #45 | ||
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PHYSICAL
APPEARANCE
HISTORY
Half a year after my second son was born a jealous male with the Tuin'Tarl bloodline didn't like how things were going between me Vierkacha and severely tortured me, in fear for his position in the house, over an 8 day period giving me my scores of scares on my body. He saved the face and the private part for last so I would dread its coming. Vierkacha finally found me and rescued me, if you could call it a rescue, almost killing me in the process. When she seen what had happened to my flesh, with tears in her eyes, I assume she had me throw in a pit 10 underground with 5 people in it. We sat in our own squalor and I befriended them. We were only fed 1 piece of rotten meat a day and we had to share it. 43 days after she left me, I had killed all five of my "friends" in order to get the whole piece of flesh. The lifeless shells of the 5 haunted me for a long time. I would pass the time by singing softly or reciting plays that I could remember. I guess I snapped because a well-muscled, slim, graceful, drow male with eyes and hair that always seem to change appeared, he was wearing a long, flowing black cloak, he kept repeating over and over again, in my father's stern voice, "Get Up! Get Up! Get Up!" The figure seemed to give me strength and climbed out of the pit and escaped the outpost. Healing myself the best I could, I restored myself to a fitting health, and with anger in my heart, waited until my children left the compound, unfortunately so did Vierkacha. I the attacked the small outpost by myself, freed what prisoners I could, and destroyed the outpost. The mysterious figure stayed at my side the whole time fueling my hatred repeating," Your weak, do you want to end up like your 'friends' in the pit?", but no one could see him besides me. He was telling me where they were coming from, where the prisoners that could fight were, and how to escape. After the battle, I began to wander the Underdark until I fell in exhaustion and drifted out of consciousness. When I finally woke up I felt restored and restored and leaped out of bed. Glimpsing around my surroundings I found myself in a small room with various herbs and strange powders I've never seen before. The door then opened and an elegant old drow floated into the room, literally floated for he had no legs, I found that out later, and he welcomed my graciously by hitting me across the face with his hand. My weapons lay leaning on the bedposts and I went to reach for them, and my mind had already had the sword up to the drow's neck but I couldn't budge. His name was Teb'afein (Blade bane) and he had nursed me back to health. I then found out that the herbs he had given me had paralyzed me for moving so soon. One I was healed from that ailment as well, we got to know each other better, he taught me basic spell casting, I just really couldn't get the hang of it, and herbalism, which I became very proficient in. Then I wandered the Underdark for years, seeking a companion, but never finding one. I finally wandered to the city of Menzoberranzan and saw more cruelties of the Spider Bitch, returning to Teb'afein every once in a while to say hi, trade info for knowledge or herbs, and teach me more magic. I then met a character named Nisstyre, we became comrades and the day before he was killed he talked to me about the Vhaerun faith and that He has a temple in Sshamath. I watched him die but could do nothing, that female was powerful to fell Nisstyre. (He hasn't gotten to Sshamath yet though.) Looking back, how would your
character describe the past five to ten years of his/her life, both professionally/academically and personally/socially:
Sees self as:
A lonely individual that only has
2 friends, one who lives in the Underdark's wilderness and the other is sleeping with the fishes Is your character willing to die
for anything: Once I find some, my friends, and when I have to protect
someone from a priestess.
Prejudices:
Dominatrix, Lolth's priestesses
Occupation:
Urchin, gatherer, sell mushrooms
and fish at marketplace
Method of handling
anger/rage: I keep it pent up and trapped within my soul until the
mysterious figure tells me to let it go, in that case I usually kill without remorse until my blade is satisfied.
Sexual turn-offs:
Dominatrix, Spikes and leather combined
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PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
5th daughter 7th child. Fraternal twin.
2nd House of Lith My'athar.
Few people know about her past, she is very closed & secretive about
it. On the surface more people she called friends/allies would be killed by those hunting her.
It seamed anyone close to her or associated w/ her would find death.
Friends and associates: from through out the yrs- Tahallian; Maslaunim; Jhaeldril; Zebeycyrl; Ssapeyl; Sornhrae; Quaraonar; Bruhaonar; Lyon; Decyfer; Cheyanne; Haddassah; Selanna; Arwin; Mathos; Eve; Borimir; Lynet; Reven; Ziva;
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email: spiritdwelt@yahoo.com
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