Post by dantieduurden on Dec 9, 2010 0:26:47 GMT -5
Name: Dantie Du Urden
Age: 80
Race: Elf
Occupation: Student
Allegiance: Darek holds only an allegiance for those he learns to trust. He is more then wiling to fight for his country to protect the ones he loves, just as easily he would fight for the riders if it ment that he could do the same though. Both would be an end to a means in his eyes.
Physical Description: Dantie has long flowing white hair like many of his race that goes down well below his shoulder blades. Dantie's eyes are a crystal clear blue, that can appear as cold as an icy tundra, or as wise and caring as the best friend you could ever have. Standing at 7' exact Dantie has much exceed the norm of his race for such a young age, and because of this he is often made fun off by his fellow class mates. Danties face is perfectly angled and lead to a very sharp chin. His skin tone like most of his race is a golden tan color from all the time he spends outside when not studying or in school. At a weight of 200lbs he is on the small side for his height, but that dose not mean he has no muscle. In fact Dantie is of normal strength for a child his age, his real strengths sign though in his dexterity. Dantie sadly is not the most charismatic off all the elfs, he is by far the most shy and unattractive. But he makes up for it in his wisdom.
Personality: Dantie is very reserved even for his race. Dantie would rather study from afar, learning all he can before engaging in any topic dealing with people. Though despite his shyness for those few who do gain Dantie's trust he would do all in his power to protect and help. As he dose with his Master. Dantie finally is filled with a determination to be the best that he can be to a fault. Where others would play, he study's and trains hoping t aspire to one of the few who carry the yawe, or even better to become a rider himself. But that is much to far away for this young one of only 30 summers.
History: Dantie was born to two elfs that had been guarding the borders of the woods for quite a long time. Over time the two had grown found of each other and had decided to become mates for a time. Over there next five years they grew closer until one day his mother finally bore him. For the first five years of Danties life his parents taught him the basics of life, from speaking the ancient language, to walking, and patrolling the borders, his parents taught him all they could. On his fifth summer of life his parents brought them to the Illeria and gave him to one of there close friends. Upon leaving his parents looked at there old friend Darek Von' Cleft and asked " Please make him have a better life then us." And with that they left and Danties training began.
From Danties first day Darek trained him in all he himself knew. And when Dantie was not in school learning, he was instead with Darek his master learning. After his 50th summer Darek brought him to the smith of the town and got a sword made for the young lad. " One day you will aspire to something great, and when you do you shall need a weapon just as great." Darek told Dantie, at the time Dantie did not understand, but he soon learned. It was his last year at the school and the masters of the school had come up with a new game. To graduate this year, with top honors you had to best all your fellow apprentices in both duels of strength and duels of magic. The top three of each category would graduate while the rest stayed behind for another year. Dantie took to the challenge like anything else, with a pure determination to win and he did. Not once did he slip up while the proceedings took place and he graduated top of his class. Now as a new graduate Dantie has decided to try and make a name for himself, and so has asked to become a wearer of the yawe from the Queen, or to have a chance to become a rider. Only time and his deeds will tell if his answers are given. And this is the begining of the life of Dantie Du Urden.
Roleplaying Sample:
Dantie entered the sparing area that his teachers had provided him and his fellow class mates to duel. It was a maze with only one way out, and 30 other competitors trying to do the same as you. All while trying to knock you out of the composition by besting you in a duel of either magic or steel, it made no difference to them. Unlike the others who rushed ahead and began dueling, Dantie stayed to the edges of the fights, watching as they fought with mind and blade, learning how a person fought before engaging them himself. This is how he made hi way through the maze, studying a potential fighter for three or four fights, if Dantie knew enough about his opponent he charged in from behind as one due ended. And this brought him to the end of the maze where he meet his rival. " I knew I would be seeing you here coward, you all ways let others do your fighting for you." The other boy said to Dantie, but Dantie stood impassive, blade in hand and mind focusing on one thing, becoming a rider. And with that picture in mind he charged. The sound of sword on sword clanging lasted many hours until finally magic became used and a battle of counter spells began while the two still battled with swords in hand. But Just as Dantie was about to be bested he screamed out with all his might " Jeridi!" And his rivals sword fell from his hands as his wrist broke. And Dantie then put his blade up to the others neck. " Dead." Dantie said as he sheathed his sword and walked out of the maze the champion.
Ok i fixed your requirements, time for you to check it over once more.
