Post by Stray on Jan 9, 2008 17:04:22 GMT -5
Name: Maris
Gender: Male
Age: 18 Years (72 seasons)
Species: Mouse
Occupation: Traveler/Adventurer, and actor
Physical Appearance: An average built mouse, handsome, with a light brown coat of fur. Around his eyes and mouth the fur turns to a very pale, sandy brown. He wears a white undershirt which looks much like a pirate's wear the arm sleeves hanging down over most of his paws. Above the undershirt is a strong, green tunic held together by a brown belt. The tunic is lined with a black material, and has a yellow stitching. Around Maris' head is a thin bandanna which matches well with his tunic, also giving some shape to the puffy hair on his head. His appearance sets him off as the adventurer he is.
Maris
Possessions
A few rations, and a canteen of water. About his side is an onyx sword, with a orange stone placed on each side of it's cross-guard.
Personality:
Maris is a big flirt with ladies, more so a big adventurer. Most of the time he shows off, and acts like a big dibbun. He's not use to life off the road so many things he does like hating to bathe or scoffing down food show off his carefree attitude quite well. He moves from place to place exploring the world and telling stories with his best mate, Filt. Together they act out some of their adventures, adding in a few fibs to make their stories larger than life. In these skits Maris depicts himself as a great swordsbeast who’s slain many a vermin. Truth be told Maris has never been in a sword fight, and is quite fearful of battle. Most of the pair's real experiences have been running, and dodging death. Maris does not realize that through all the fake swordfights, and traveling he has become a great warrior.
Strengths:
Maris is Talented with the Sword though he's never had a real chance to show it. He is also a very fast runner, getting experience from all the times he had to run from angry horde beasts.
Weaknesses:
Maris has a fear of fighting, sadly holding back the skill he has. He never takes anything serious, a carefree beast even in dangerous situations. He will also put trust into vermin if it means performing one of his skits for some food, most vermin don't like his stories since their kind always get the bad end of the stick in the tales.
History:
Maris grew up as an orphan, he lost his parents at such a young age that only has small memories of them. The dwelling which he lived in was destroyed by vermin, most of the goodbeasts slain trying to escape. An ottermaid managed sneaking through an old river bed with Maris, and a Dibbun Squirrel. They lived a secluded life, Maris and the squirrel, Flit, becoming best mates. Eventually the old ottermaid ran her seasons, after grieving for their only mother figure the two friends set out to travel the lands. Through his adventures with Flit, the pair met many beasts good and evil. Jolly times acting in front of the good ones, and tiresome times running from the baddies. Through and through they always managed getting out of every situation with all their limbs, sketching up some tall tales to spice up their stories.
Upon their travels they came across Mossflower, entering the maze of trees without hesitation. The pair spent a few days lost in the woods while they burned up their rations which were already low to begin with. Hungry and exhausted the pair came across River Moss, the water's current strong. So long as it was not a sword fight Maris did not fear anything, that or he was too careless to think of the danger involved. He adopted the idea that they should try crossing instead of walking alongside the river. They could even work it into one of their stories. Something like breaking their way through the river currents as a band of hordebeasts trailed them, baddies swept up by the river as the friends safely made it across. Eventually the squirrel was convinced by the idea, and the pair found a nice rocky place to cross. Jumping into the water they held tight onto the rocks, the current was strong but not strong enough. They worked their way towards the center where the strength of the river doubled, too much for the pair to handle. They were swept away by the river's current. Eventually everything faded away, it could have been all the water flushing into the mouse or the rock that hit him in the back of the head. When he awoke he found himself on the shore with a sudden urge to cough up water. Flit was nowhere to be seen, it was the first time the friends had ever been separated since they met.
Relationships:
Flit the squirrel is Maris' best friend, and fellow adventurer.
Other
Picture was drawn by myself, and I'll be making Flit's character as soon as draw em' up.
Gender: Male
Age: 18 Years (72 seasons)
Species: Mouse
Occupation: Traveler/Adventurer, and actor
Physical Appearance: An average built mouse, handsome, with a light brown coat of fur. Around his eyes and mouth the fur turns to a very pale, sandy brown. He wears a white undershirt which looks much like a pirate's wear the arm sleeves hanging down over most of his paws. Above the undershirt is a strong, green tunic held together by a brown belt. The tunic is lined with a black material, and has a yellow stitching. Around Maris' head is a thin bandanna which matches well with his tunic, also giving some shape to the puffy hair on his head. His appearance sets him off as the adventurer he is.
Maris
Possessions
A few rations, and a canteen of water. About his side is an onyx sword, with a orange stone placed on each side of it's cross-guard.
Personality:
Maris is a big flirt with ladies, more so a big adventurer. Most of the time he shows off, and acts like a big dibbun. He's not use to life off the road so many things he does like hating to bathe or scoffing down food show off his carefree attitude quite well. He moves from place to place exploring the world and telling stories with his best mate, Filt. Together they act out some of their adventures, adding in a few fibs to make their stories larger than life. In these skits Maris depicts himself as a great swordsbeast who’s slain many a vermin. Truth be told Maris has never been in a sword fight, and is quite fearful of battle. Most of the pair's real experiences have been running, and dodging death. Maris does not realize that through all the fake swordfights, and traveling he has become a great warrior.
Strengths:
Maris is Talented with the Sword though he's never had a real chance to show it. He is also a very fast runner, getting experience from all the times he had to run from angry horde beasts.
Weaknesses:
Maris has a fear of fighting, sadly holding back the skill he has. He never takes anything serious, a carefree beast even in dangerous situations. He will also put trust into vermin if it means performing one of his skits for some food, most vermin don't like his stories since their kind always get the bad end of the stick in the tales.
History:
Maris grew up as an orphan, he lost his parents at such a young age that only has small memories of them. The dwelling which he lived in was destroyed by vermin, most of the goodbeasts slain trying to escape. An ottermaid managed sneaking through an old river bed with Maris, and a Dibbun Squirrel. They lived a secluded life, Maris and the squirrel, Flit, becoming best mates. Eventually the old ottermaid ran her seasons, after grieving for their only mother figure the two friends set out to travel the lands. Through his adventures with Flit, the pair met many beasts good and evil. Jolly times acting in front of the good ones, and tiresome times running from the baddies. Through and through they always managed getting out of every situation with all their limbs, sketching up some tall tales to spice up their stories.
Upon their travels they came across Mossflower, entering the maze of trees without hesitation. The pair spent a few days lost in the woods while they burned up their rations which were already low to begin with. Hungry and exhausted the pair came across River Moss, the water's current strong. So long as it was not a sword fight Maris did not fear anything, that or he was too careless to think of the danger involved. He adopted the idea that they should try crossing instead of walking alongside the river. They could even work it into one of their stories. Something like breaking their way through the river currents as a band of hordebeasts trailed them, baddies swept up by the river as the friends safely made it across. Eventually the squirrel was convinced by the idea, and the pair found a nice rocky place to cross. Jumping into the water they held tight onto the rocks, the current was strong but not strong enough. They worked their way towards the center where the strength of the river doubled, too much for the pair to handle. They were swept away by the river's current. Eventually everything faded away, it could have been all the water flushing into the mouse or the rock that hit him in the back of the head. When he awoke he found himself on the shore with a sudden urge to cough up water. Flit was nowhere to be seen, it was the first time the friends had ever been separated since they met.
Relationships:
Flit the squirrel is Maris' best friend, and fellow adventurer.
Other
Picture was drawn by myself, and I'll be making Flit's character as soon as draw em' up.
Maris-Male-Mouse-Goodbeast-Traveler/Adventurer/Actor
Flit-Male-Squirrel-Goodbeast-Traveler/Adventurer/Actor
