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| Character Profiles for Allians on the Server; Regarding Allian WoW RP's | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 12 2009, 04:51 PM (472 Views) | |
| ΩOsh2Ω | Feb 12 2009, 04:51 PM Post #1 |
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Here are the profiles for some Allian characters I introduced to the WoW server. ------ Keram: Age: Middle Aged Height: 5'10'' Wieght: 175 lbs Physical Characteristics: Keram is of normal height for his kind, but somewhat medium in build. His hair is long, and is draped over his back, blonde in color. Keram's face generally has a stern expression to it most of the time. He bears standard issue Allian armor, consisting of chestplate/pauldrons, leggings, boots, gauntlets, etc. Keram also bears the standard blade and shield, with the shield bearing the crest of the Empire he serves. Like most others as well, he carries a travel pack at his hip. Demeanor: Of those on board, second to the captain, Keram had served in the military for the longest. As such, he takes his job seriously. He constantly keeps his guard up regardless of who he is around, or where he is. His tone is somewhat stern at times, like he is talking to a child. He is slowly to trust, but once gained, that trust is seldom lost. Despite his stern tendencies, Keram seldom rushes headlong into battle, nor tries to start them. Of the lot, he is probably the most level headed. Background: Raised as a child away from his parents, and in the military schools of Allia, Keram had put his entire focus into his career since childhood. And that his focus was, given he had grown up in the times when the Emperor was still alive. Constantly travelling, and serving in the already-small ground forces the Allians had, Keram seldom stayed in one place. Despite his prowress, Keram neglected to pursue opportunities of advancement, preferring to stay with the men he served along with. Over time, those men succumbed to old age, or fell in battle, leaving Keram the last man standing after a good amount of time. This continued, until the death of the Allian Emperor by the hands of rebels. It was at this point that things began to shift in the Empire, and the method of governing slowly changed to that of a republic. With less and less need to engage in fighting, the military reassigned him to guard duty aboard the airships of the Allian Fleet. It was two months ago that Keram was assigned to serve aboard an airship, with the purpose of locating bandits outside the Allian borders. And it was during this he met his comrades. |
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| ΩOsh2Ω | Feb 12 2009, 04:53 PM Post #2 |
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Trallon: Age: Early Adulthood Height: 5'8'' Wieght: 170 lbs Physical Characteristics: Trallon bears the same armor that his comrade, Keram, does. However his armor usually is in more a worse state of repair than the others. His hair, blonde/white, is some what disheveled at times, despite the chidings of his superiors. Trallon's facial features depict a man of easy times, one lacking scars, or sunken eyes from lack of sleep. His build is a bit less heavy than Keram's, and it shows in his physical capacity. He eschews the use of the shield that is common issue for the military, instead opting to just carry around a single sword. Trallon tends to have a cocky swag in his walk, and his gestures. Demeanor: In all senses, Trallon is the slacker of the group. If there is an easy way to do things, he will find a lazier way to preform it. Only leaping into action when commanded by a superior, Trallon seldom listens to what others tell him to do. Of the others, he is the most intolerant, verbally and expressively displaying his beliefs towards others. Regarding tone of voice, he tends to adopt a 'higher-than-thou' way of speaking, unless the situation interests him. Or an officer is present. Background: A man of opportunity, Trallon managed to scrape his way through life barely. His parents kicking him out after he developed the tendencies of a pick pocket, he spent his early teen years wandering the roads of the Allian Empire, doing odd jobs. Or stealing to get by. When he was down on his luck, and lacked any other option, he joined the Allian Navy, doing guard duty for the airship fleet. He quickly became known for his inability to do an good hour's work, and was constantly reassigned or shuffled from ship to ship. Trallon ended up being assigned to an airship, slated to do the work of tracking down bandits. |
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| ΩOsh2Ω | Feb 12 2009, 04:56 PM Post #3 |
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Sellyn: Age: Late teens, early adulthood Height: 5'4'' Wieght: 130 lbs Physical Characteristics: Sellyn puts appearance above most things, and it shows. Her hair, a light-blonde, is always neatly kept, but dangled over one eye for the most part. Despite military regulations, she normally applies makeup. Her facial features are that of a prim and proper woman, one whom prefers the way she looks over the person talking to her. Like the others, she bears the armor of the Allians, but modified, given that they normally weren't meant for women to wear. Unlike her comrades, she carries no travel pack, nor bears the sword and shield. Instead, she carries an aged, single barrel flintlock pistol, holstered near her hip. Along with a small bag of ammunition, powder, shot, etc. Demeanor: For the most part, she acts with disdain for most people, unless she holds them close as a friend. A quintessential noble, Sellyn believes that she is above most people, and holds that philosophy close. Despite this, she takes her duties somewhat seriously, viewing them as an honor that has been bestowed upon her family. Background: Sellyn grew up in a rather rich family, that lived within the Allian capital in the skies. A life of luxury, and pampering, she knew little of the ways of a normal person's life. Practicing the arts of a woman expected of her, she lived for the sole purpose of keeping the honor of the family sacred. As time went on, she grew up, continuing her ways. As the time came, where the government changed to that of a republic, her family quickly adapted to maintain its position of power. When the Republic passed laws establishing a series of freedoms, her family made the decision of putting her in a career in the military. Something extremely taboo at the time, given that previously, women were not allowed to hold positions like that. Despite this, she took this decision in stride, doing her best to prepare herself for it, and act in accordance with expectations of her by the military. Through proper manipulation, her family secured her a rather cozy position, as a simple guard aboard an airship bound to track down fugitives. |
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| ΩOsh2Ω | Feb 12 2009, 04:57 PM Post #4 |
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Aerwyn: Age: Late teens Height: 5'0'' Wieght: 125 lbs Physical Characteristics: Aerywn is short for her kind, even in armor. She is thin, somewhat gaunt looking, and always looks half asleep. Her hair is white-blonde, tied back, and out of the way. Her skin is pale, and unlike Sellyn, she does little about it. Aerwyn lacks the physical prowress of others, even Sellyn, or the other females on board. Despite this, she manages to trudge along in the Allian armor provided to her. Unlike the rest, she carries no weapons. Instead preferring to avoid fighting entirely. Aerwyn carres a rather small travel pack at her waist, with various supplies inside. Demeanor: The classic quiet one, Aerwyn tends to avoid interacting with the rest of the crew on the ship. If someone manages to find her, she will address them politely, and in a monotonous way while looking at the floor. Her tone of voice is extremely soft, sometimes even a whisper. During most conversations, unless it involves a superior officer, she will try to wiggle her way out of it and go about her business. Aerwyn prefers the isolation of the upper levels of the airship, since most of the crew seldom have reason to go up there. Despite her antisocial tendencies, if presented with a task, she won't stop working at it until she has finished it in accordance with her expectations. Background: Growing up in a poor family within the capital, Aerwyn was constantly doing various manufacturing jobs alongside her parents to pull in enough money to scrape by. Despite her family caring for her dearly, the others she grew up along pegged her as the fall-person for most of their jokes, and insults, which was exacerbated by her already quiet demeanor. Shunning contact, she instead focused entirely on helping her family out. As the times changed, and as she grew up, her parents grew old. Unable to continue working, she became the sole source of income for the family. Working more hours, and more jobs, she quickly became accustomed to a life of toil, and work. When the Emperor died, and the Republic took hold, she readily applied for a job with the Allian military, despite the scrutiny women were recieving for doing so. After being accepted, she went through Academy, and then held a guard job on various airships. Aerwyn sent nearly, if not all, of her money back home to pay for her parents livelyhood. After various transfers, she ended up on the ship she currently resides on. |
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| ΩOsh2Ω | Feb 12 2009, 04:59 PM Post #5 |
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Baeldre: Age: Early adulthood Height: 5'6'' Wieght: 155 lbs Physical Characteristics: Baeldre could be seen as a typical grease monkey, always covered in dirt, oil stains, or various other messes associated with his job as engineer. Despite this, his face has a grin plastered on it, regardless of who he is talking to. At normal hieght, he is rather stocky, and well built for those of his kind. Baeldre's hands are covered in burns, scars, and trophies of prior accidents he had pulled himself out of in the nick of time. His hair is spiked up, and a light shade of red, pulled away from his face and neck for the most part. In regards to clothing, he tends to prefer simple clothing that is easy to replace, such as short sleeve shirts, and heavy leather pants. Despite this, he always uses the same pair of work boots, having kept them for his entire career as an engineer. Demeanor: A happy-go-lucky type, Baeldre always does his best to keep those around him smiling. Going out of his way to provide a helping hand, Baeldre is the ship's good-samaritan, doing what he can to keep the ship, and it's crew, in one piece. He acts the same towards the entire crew, be it stranger, officer, or low rank. At times, he can be a bit eccentric, but he does it with good intent. A hard worker, he always tries to find something to do, or something to fix. Seldom does he stay in one place for long. Background: Baeldre grew up in a well-to-do, but not quite rich, family. Putting him through the best schools his family could afford resulted in an expansive mind, that Baeldre used to the best of his ability. He quickly became known for his ability to get a crippled hulk flying again in no time, and the military took interest in this. Assigning him to ships that saw heavy fighting, he saved more than a few lives with his quick thinking, and skillful practice of the engineering trade. This continued throughout his service, and even through the death of the Emperor. Well connected, he can tell what is going on, as well as where, and who. He doesn't let these connections get to his head, however, preferring instead to focus on the jobs at hand. When an opporunity arose for an engineer to accompany a crew on a fugitive locating mission, Baeldre jumped at the opportunity. |
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