Post by Toriphess on Nov 23, 2007 17:35:44 GMT -5
Name: Alaris Freepaw
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Species:Fox
Occupation: Wanderer
Appearance:Alaris has midnight black fur everywhere except for his snout, paws, tail tip, ears, and belly. His eyes are a shade of brown that is equal to that of rich dirt. He is tall, towers over most beasts, but badgers still top him by a foot or two; and has steely muscles.
Alaris wears a cream tunic with a silver vest over. An ice-blue silk sash wraps around his waist at a slight angle. A steel bracelet wraps around his right wrist, and a ring of celtic-style is on his left paw.
Possessions
Alaris has a pack with a book he's writing, a book of notes on his wanderings, a few quill pens, a jar of black ink, bedroll, an amber stone he found, a utility knife, and string.
He owns only one weapon. A long, three branched chain with an iron ball at each branch. It is a very unique weapon that very few beings can control with any ease. He wraps it around his waist when not in use.
Personality:
Alaris is a wild card. He enjoys life in general, and is constantly observing. He loves to help out beasts as much as he possibly can, and always must be constantly moving. He is full of energy, and he is exceedingly fast and agile. He usually moves at either a run or a brisk walk that befuddles anyone who doesn't know him.
Strengths:
He is extremely fast, agile, and energetic.
Weaknesses:
He is not patient, and is claustrophobic.
History:
Alaris was born in a nomadic tribe of foxes. He never saw the same place more then once, and he often wondered why. The leader of the tribe berated him when he asked, and told him to never question the wisdom of the tribe's traditions. Alaris wasn't satisfied, and asked the shaman. That old, venerable fox told him the same, and warned him that if he asked anyone again, he would be outcast. So, Alaris left the tribe. He was tired of the secrecy and decided to become a loner. And that is where he is now.
Relationships:
Maken Viah-Friend
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Species:Fox
Occupation: Wanderer
Appearance:Alaris has midnight black fur everywhere except for his snout, paws, tail tip, ears, and belly. His eyes are a shade of brown that is equal to that of rich dirt. He is tall, towers over most beasts, but badgers still top him by a foot or two; and has steely muscles.
Alaris wears a cream tunic with a silver vest over. An ice-blue silk sash wraps around his waist at a slight angle. A steel bracelet wraps around his right wrist, and a ring of celtic-style is on his left paw.
Possessions
Alaris has a pack with a book he's writing, a book of notes on his wanderings, a few quill pens, a jar of black ink, bedroll, an amber stone he found, a utility knife, and string.
He owns only one weapon. A long, three branched chain with an iron ball at each branch. It is a very unique weapon that very few beings can control with any ease. He wraps it around his waist when not in use.
Personality:
Alaris is a wild card. He enjoys life in general, and is constantly observing. He loves to help out beasts as much as he possibly can, and always must be constantly moving. He is full of energy, and he is exceedingly fast and agile. He usually moves at either a run or a brisk walk that befuddles anyone who doesn't know him.
Strengths:
He is extremely fast, agile, and energetic.
Weaknesses:
He is not patient, and is claustrophobic.
History:
Alaris was born in a nomadic tribe of foxes. He never saw the same place more then once, and he often wondered why. The leader of the tribe berated him when he asked, and told him to never question the wisdom of the tribe's traditions. Alaris wasn't satisfied, and asked the shaman. That old, venerable fox told him the same, and warned him that if he asked anyone again, he would be outcast. So, Alaris left the tribe. He was tired of the secrecy and decided to become a loner. And that is where he is now.
Relationships:
Maken Viah-Friend
