Post by Sethorion on Nov 16, 2007 9:32:01 GMT -5
Your character's full name: Jarqual "Mokak"
Age: 45
Species: Fox
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is a very large silvery, gray fox. He owns a suit of armor that covers most of his body and he wears at all times.
He wears no cloak, belt or cloth tunic. He just wears his armor with a chainmale tunic underneath.
Weapons and Personal Items:
Mokak own a claymore, longsword, five small throwing knives a dirk and a short sword. No shield, bow, arrows or any other weapons.
Job or Position:
Mercenary
Personality:
He feels very little emotion and thus does not care for other creatures or hardly even himself.
If he sees somone in trouble he merely stands by and watches. If some one dies than he doesn't bother burying or respecting them. Instead he loots the body and leaves them to rot.
Weakness/Strength:
He is very expierienced in his line of work and can use about any type of blade there is.
However...
He feels very littler emotion. This means that he cannot feel love, joy or excitement. He doesn't feel a lot of fear, this may be useful sometimes, but this can cause him to be foolish.
He is dark, rude, sour and bitter. He can feel no joy and thus acts by the alternative seeign as they don't require as much emotion.
History/Background:
He grew up in a group of foxes that was made up of two serparate families, these families included his mother, uncle, aunt, a sister and five cousins.
He was born with whitish fur and was strangely large. He was given the name Jarqual as a birth name.
He got bigger and bigger as time went by and his fur turned silvery and gray.
He was constantly made fun of for his strange fur and abnormal size. His mother said that it was because his father was part wolf, but she was just lying for his sake and he was spited all the more for it.
Mira, his sister, still loved him and was his only friend at the time. Mira was sweet, gentle and kind even if she was a fox. She saw past his apperances and loved him for being her brother. Mokak loved her with his whole heart and mind.
Eventually the teasing grew too fierce. The other foxes were becoming intimidated by Mokak's abmormal size and became scared of him. Fights broke out and Mokak's uncle and aunt blamed him for it.
The fights became more heated and Mokak was beaten by the others more and more often.
One night, Mira tried to stop them. She got into the fight, trying to protect her brother. She was killed.
Mokak watched it in agony. She had been the only person he knew that ever cared about him. He tried to fight back against the other, butr hit his head on a rock. He went unconsious.
After it all stopped and he woke up, he found that he could feel nothing. His hate was gone. His fear of the others was gone. Only a sense of duty remained; Avenge Mira.
He was the only person that remained living in that camp after the night was over. He took his flint knife and went out into the woods.
Only a fragment of emotion remained in him. He held onto it with all his soul.
He still loved Mira.
Relations:
All of them are dead.
Other Relevant Information:
He has crossed Mossflower and other places a good number of times in search for jobs and money. No one except him knows about Mira and what he did to his family.
He has been exceptionaly successful in his work and continues to work and will until the end of his days. He cares for nothing else.
((This profile was appproved on the other forum))
Age: 45
Species: Fox
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is a very large silvery, gray fox. He owns a suit of armor that covers most of his body and he wears at all times.
He wears no cloak, belt or cloth tunic. He just wears his armor with a chainmale tunic underneath.
Weapons and Personal Items:
Mokak own a claymore, longsword, five small throwing knives a dirk and a short sword. No shield, bow, arrows or any other weapons.
Job or Position:
Mercenary
Personality:
He feels very little emotion and thus does not care for other creatures or hardly even himself.
If he sees somone in trouble he merely stands by and watches. If some one dies than he doesn't bother burying or respecting them. Instead he loots the body and leaves them to rot.
Weakness/Strength:
He is very expierienced in his line of work and can use about any type of blade there is.
However...
He feels very littler emotion. This means that he cannot feel love, joy or excitement. He doesn't feel a lot of fear, this may be useful sometimes, but this can cause him to be foolish.
He is dark, rude, sour and bitter. He can feel no joy and thus acts by the alternative seeign as they don't require as much emotion.
History/Background:
He grew up in a group of foxes that was made up of two serparate families, these families included his mother, uncle, aunt, a sister and five cousins.
He was born with whitish fur and was strangely large. He was given the name Jarqual as a birth name.
He got bigger and bigger as time went by and his fur turned silvery and gray.
He was constantly made fun of for his strange fur and abnormal size. His mother said that it was because his father was part wolf, but she was just lying for his sake and he was spited all the more for it.
Mira, his sister, still loved him and was his only friend at the time. Mira was sweet, gentle and kind even if she was a fox. She saw past his apperances and loved him for being her brother. Mokak loved her with his whole heart and mind.
Eventually the teasing grew too fierce. The other foxes were becoming intimidated by Mokak's abmormal size and became scared of him. Fights broke out and Mokak's uncle and aunt blamed him for it.
The fights became more heated and Mokak was beaten by the others more and more often.
One night, Mira tried to stop them. She got into the fight, trying to protect her brother. She was killed.
Mokak watched it in agony. She had been the only person he knew that ever cared about him. He tried to fight back against the other, butr hit his head on a rock. He went unconsious.
After it all stopped and he woke up, he found that he could feel nothing. His hate was gone. His fear of the others was gone. Only a sense of duty remained; Avenge Mira.
He was the only person that remained living in that camp after the night was over. He took his flint knife and went out into the woods.
Only a fragment of emotion remained in him. He held onto it with all his soul.
He still loved Mira.
Relations:
All of them are dead.
Other Relevant Information:
He has crossed Mossflower and other places a good number of times in search for jobs and money. No one except him knows about Mira and what he did to his family.
He has been exceptionaly successful in his work and continues to work and will until the end of his days. He cares for nothing else.
((This profile was appproved on the other forum))
