Post by Lucian Nailo on Oct 2, 2008 11:08:01 GMT -5
Name: Lucian en' i' Mori Dome
Gender: Male
Race: Dark Elf / Fire Elemental (during the war between the dark ones and the elementals, my father and mother grew a strong attraction for each other through adversity and pulled a Romeo and Juliet.)
Appearance: White hair and black skin, 6' 2", black eyes that seem to burn. When angered or upset I catch fire.
History: As soon as I was old enough my Father, who was forced to care for me, put me in a school of assassins. I guess he wanted me to avenge my mother who was killed by her own people when they found out she bore a Dark child. For most of my life i was hunted until my father faked my death.
The assassins school taught me discipline, subtlety, and the art of killing. I quickly became and expert in all forms of melee combat but specifically daggers and martial arts. They tortured me to increase my pain tolerance, and made me eat dinner with them every night so that i could lean to shield my feelings from others.
After I graduated I went off on my own seeking work, but was approached by a member of the Shadow Dancers: a people who can manipulate the shadows and become them. I very passionately accepted their proposal of 10 years of service after learning the art. The years that followed my training saw many senseless massacres and political assassinations, but i was bound by my own word to service them.
After my 10 years were up i left there as well feeling apart from the world and lost in it at the same time. In this state I found myself in the White Stallion Tavern.
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Gender: Male
Race: Dark Elf / Fire Elemental (during the war between the dark ones and the elementals, my father and mother grew a strong attraction for each other through adversity and pulled a Romeo and Juliet.)
Appearance: White hair and black skin, 6' 2", black eyes that seem to burn. When angered or upset I catch fire.
History: As soon as I was old enough my Father, who was forced to care for me, put me in a school of assassins. I guess he wanted me to avenge my mother who was killed by her own people when they found out she bore a Dark child. For most of my life i was hunted until my father faked my death.
The assassins school taught me discipline, subtlety, and the art of killing. I quickly became and expert in all forms of melee combat but specifically daggers and martial arts. They tortured me to increase my pain tolerance, and made me eat dinner with them every night so that i could lean to shield my feelings from others.
After I graduated I went off on my own seeking work, but was approached by a member of the Shadow Dancers: a people who can manipulate the shadows and become them. I very passionately accepted their proposal of 10 years of service after learning the art. The years that followed my training saw many senseless massacres and political assassinations, but i was bound by my own word to service them.
After my 10 years were up i left there as well feeling apart from the world and lost in it at the same time. In this state I found myself in the White Stallion Tavern.
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