Post by greenfang on Nov 9, 2009 13:28:34 GMT -5
Name: Mortis Darkfang (The Death)
Age: 26
Species: Ferret
Gender: male
Profession: Traveler, Warrior
Affiliation: evil
Appearance: The majority of Mortis' body is solid black, with a white ring around his eyes and white markings on his belly. He is of average height and girth. Like the rest of his family, his fangs are made a stone. His fangs are made of solid obsidian. He wears a dark grey tunic, with a chain mail shirt over it. He has a black cape, belt, and boots.
Equipment: Darkfang carries a long bow, and a quiver of black flighted obsidian tipped arrows. He also has a one bladed falchion with a black iron hilt that he wears in a scabbard on his belt.
Personality: Darkfang is cold and emotionless. He has no cares in the world, and will panic at nothing. (Imagine a man sitting on a park bench facing a skyscraper and eating lunch. Now imagine the skyscraper falling over towards the man and his only reaction is to say "Oh ****" and keep eating. That's how uncaring he is.) This does not mean than he will not try to preserve his life if possible, he is not that stupid. He simply has no fear of death. He does whatever his brother Greenfang tells him to, no-matter what. He looks up to Greenfang and admires him. Mortis has no honor, and uses ranged weapons a lot. He will kill anyone without a second thought. He doesn't like to talk, and when he does his voice is as smooth as slate. He is always thinks dark, sinister thoughts to himself and is extremely cruel. He is unfriendly to all but Greenfang, and Redfang (a little) and stays cold and distant.
History:
Mortis was the son of the warlord in a wild vermin tribe. The tribe lived far in the north lands, traveling from place to place and fighting against other tribes. When Mortis "came of age" he chose black fangs, to show the darkness he loved and felt.
Several years later, when Mortis was 14, his father died in a fight with another tribe. His brother, Maleficus the Greenfang, tried to take over the tribe by force. Mortis joined him along with half the tribe. The other half stayed with Eira, Maleficus' sister and rival. Brenna, Motis' other sister, joined Eira. The tribe was locked in battle against itself for almost a (human) year.
Brenna, under pressure from Greenfang, joined him. Eira fled, and Mortis followed Greenfang south after her. The tribe reaching the south, had no desire to keep fighting. When Greenfang urged them on, they threw him out of the tribe. Mortis left and followed him; he didn't know what the tribe would do to him without Greenfang there.
Strengths: Darkfang is an expert archer, rivaling even the best of the squirrels. He is also relatively good at fighting with his falchion.
Weaknesses: He has almost no friends because of his unfriendliness. The only one who he can really claim friendship with is his brother, Maleficus. Mortis has a bad sense of balance, and can't walk tight-ropes or surfaces similar in width.
Relationships:
Father: Dead
Mother: Unknown
Maleficus: Brother and Friend
Brenna: Sister
Eira: Sister and Enemy
Other:
Age: 26
Species: Ferret
Gender: male
Profession: Traveler, Warrior
Affiliation: evil
Appearance: The majority of Mortis' body is solid black, with a white ring around his eyes and white markings on his belly. He is of average height and girth. Like the rest of his family, his fangs are made a stone. His fangs are made of solid obsidian. He wears a dark grey tunic, with a chain mail shirt over it. He has a black cape, belt, and boots.
Equipment: Darkfang carries a long bow, and a quiver of black flighted obsidian tipped arrows. He also has a one bladed falchion with a black iron hilt that he wears in a scabbard on his belt.
Personality: Darkfang is cold and emotionless. He has no cares in the world, and will panic at nothing. (Imagine a man sitting on a park bench facing a skyscraper and eating lunch. Now imagine the skyscraper falling over towards the man and his only reaction is to say "Oh ****" and keep eating. That's how uncaring he is.) This does not mean than he will not try to preserve his life if possible, he is not that stupid. He simply has no fear of death. He does whatever his brother Greenfang tells him to, no-matter what. He looks up to Greenfang and admires him. Mortis has no honor, and uses ranged weapons a lot. He will kill anyone without a second thought. He doesn't like to talk, and when he does his voice is as smooth as slate. He is always thinks dark, sinister thoughts to himself and is extremely cruel. He is unfriendly to all but Greenfang, and Redfang (a little) and stays cold and distant.
History:
Mortis was the son of the warlord in a wild vermin tribe. The tribe lived far in the north lands, traveling from place to place and fighting against other tribes. When Mortis "came of age" he chose black fangs, to show the darkness he loved and felt.
Several years later, when Mortis was 14, his father died in a fight with another tribe. His brother, Maleficus the Greenfang, tried to take over the tribe by force. Mortis joined him along with half the tribe. The other half stayed with Eira, Maleficus' sister and rival. Brenna, Motis' other sister, joined Eira. The tribe was locked in battle against itself for almost a (human) year.
Brenna, under pressure from Greenfang, joined him. Eira fled, and Mortis followed Greenfang south after her. The tribe reaching the south, had no desire to keep fighting. When Greenfang urged them on, they threw him out of the tribe. Mortis left and followed him; he didn't know what the tribe would do to him without Greenfang there.
Strengths: Darkfang is an expert archer, rivaling even the best of the squirrels. He is also relatively good at fighting with his falchion.
Weaknesses: He has almost no friends because of his unfriendliness. The only one who he can really claim friendship with is his brother, Maleficus. Mortis has a bad sense of balance, and can't walk tight-ropes or surfaces similar in width.
Relationships:
Father: Dead
Mother: Unknown
Maleficus: Brother and Friend
Brenna: Sister
Eira: Sister and Enemy
Other:
