Post by euPHoRiC_MaiNia on Dec 3, 2005 23:07:54 GMT -5
Name: Dante Morkle
Age: ??
Race: Half Elf(he has clippedhis ears to look human)
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 100(very slim and slightly starved)
Hair Color: Black(becomes silver on the night of the full moon)
Hair Length: Long in back, short in front
Eye Color: Blue(becomes silver on the night of the full moon)
Elemental Affinity: Earth
Alignment: Rebelion to evil master(neutral I guess)
Appearance:
Armor: Chest armor(above) shin protectors, forhead protector
Clothing:(above)Green shirt, fur coat, Black Pants, bracers, brown boots, leather belts
Accessories: Spell book.
Weapons: Broad sword, mallet
Personality: He's bubbly at times, then solumn the next, you never know.
Temper: cool-headed
Humor: He likes jokes, but only to a certain extent
Family: Dead, they're dead.
Bio:
All of his life, Dante was tormented by his appearance. None of the elves who lived in his village accepted him at all. Being the half elf he was, Dante never learned the true powers of an elf. He would only live for so long, not the eternity of an elf's life. Dante was teased by everyone but his parents. His mother was a human, and his father was one of the most respected elves in the entire nation. Dante was proud of his parent, but not at all pleased with himself.
His father was the man who had taught him all of his skills, and now he was dead. His mother had run away, leaving him alone with no one to care for him. One day his village(Adam's Garden Village), was attacked by evil minions of the dark lord, Homake Inskel. He was the soul survivor of the attack, and was taken prisoner by the dark lord. For the next three years, he served under the dark lord's mind control. But he planned to escape.
Dante was lucky that the dark lord was the sickest petifile. One day in bed, he thrust a broad sword into the demon lord's chest. In his final moments of grim triumph Dante asked the demon, "Do you recednise me? My face? Don't I look like the elven master you killed four years ago?!" he pulled the balde out the the dark lord's chest, killing him. Dante stood outside the castle and flicked a burning piece of timber into the wooden part of the house, setting it a flame immediately.
As Dante grew up, he got more and more tired of his halfling looks. One night in front of a sacraficial statue of his elven god, Dante clipped the tops of his pointed ears off, leaving him looking like no more than a human. No body noticed him after that. Unless they saw him on the night of the full moon, when his full elven blood boiled and he became a elf for one full night and day. It was official. Dante was a halfling, but hid it quite well.
Age: ??
Race: Half Elf(he has clippedhis ears to look human)
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 100(very slim and slightly starved)
Hair Color: Black(becomes silver on the night of the full moon)
Hair Length: Long in back, short in front
Eye Color: Blue(becomes silver on the night of the full moon)
Elemental Affinity: Earth
Alignment: Rebelion to evil master(neutral I guess)
Appearance:
Armor: Chest armor(above) shin protectors, forhead protector
Clothing:(above)Green shirt, fur coat, Black Pants, bracers, brown boots, leather belts
Accessories: Spell book.
Weapons: Broad sword, mallet
Personality: He's bubbly at times, then solumn the next, you never know.
Temper: cool-headed
Humor: He likes jokes, but only to a certain extent
Family: Dead, they're dead.
Bio:
All of his life, Dante was tormented by his appearance. None of the elves who lived in his village accepted him at all. Being the half elf he was, Dante never learned the true powers of an elf. He would only live for so long, not the eternity of an elf's life. Dante was teased by everyone but his parents. His mother was a human, and his father was one of the most respected elves in the entire nation. Dante was proud of his parent, but not at all pleased with himself.
His father was the man who had taught him all of his skills, and now he was dead. His mother had run away, leaving him alone with no one to care for him. One day his village(Adam's Garden Village), was attacked by evil minions of the dark lord, Homake Inskel. He was the soul survivor of the attack, and was taken prisoner by the dark lord. For the next three years, he served under the dark lord's mind control. But he planned to escape.
Dante was lucky that the dark lord was the sickest petifile. One day in bed, he thrust a broad sword into the demon lord's chest. In his final moments of grim triumph Dante asked the demon, "Do you recednise me? My face? Don't I look like the elven master you killed four years ago?!" he pulled the balde out the the dark lord's chest, killing him. Dante stood outside the castle and flicked a burning piece of timber into the wooden part of the house, setting it a flame immediately.
As Dante grew up, he got more and more tired of his halfling looks. One night in front of a sacraficial statue of his elven god, Dante clipped the tops of his pointed ears off, leaving him looking like no more than a human. No body noticed him after that. Unless they saw him on the night of the full moon, when his full elven blood boiled and he became a elf for one full night and day. It was official. Dante was a halfling, but hid it quite well.