Post by Damien Xenno on Jun 5, 2009 19:34:07 GMT -5
Name: Damien Xenno
Gender: Male
Race: Areaon- Humanoid with long black wings folded tightly behind his back. Hollow bones to allow his body to take to the air. His fingers ending in long talcons. An ancient almost extincted breed, once believed to be an angel. Live to be well into 700 years of age and know a small bit of magic. Smiple slate of hand arts. Illusions mostly. (if the race is not allowed then human will do well.)
Appearance: Dress in a dark tunic, sleeves cut at his shoulders. Wearing a hooded cloak low over his eyes. If his eyes are seen they are golden with dark slits Dark tribal marks run down the sides of his arms. An emblem hanging from his neck resembles the markings. On his right arm he dons an onyx gauntlet. His left hip holds his sheathed blade, the hilt ending in a crimson orb. His belt lined with heavy pouches, long cloth straps hanging down from the leather bound. Hanging over his lower half like a long robe. Long black wings fold against his back.
History: Having departed from the distant mountains. Having lived already 200 years of his life. Though he looks as if he is only in his mid-twenties. He doesnt speak much of his past nor of his intentions. His parents died at an early part of his life. Having spent the rest of his time surviving on his own and being wary of humans. Never learning to trust them nor even stay within range of them for very long. The emblem he wears represents his heritage. Holding a great meaning to him.
Gender: Male
Race: Areaon- Humanoid with long black wings folded tightly behind his back. Hollow bones to allow his body to take to the air. His fingers ending in long talcons. An ancient almost extincted breed, once believed to be an angel. Live to be well into 700 years of age and know a small bit of magic. Smiple slate of hand arts. Illusions mostly. (if the race is not allowed then human will do well.)
Appearance: Dress in a dark tunic, sleeves cut at his shoulders. Wearing a hooded cloak low over his eyes. If his eyes are seen they are golden with dark slits Dark tribal marks run down the sides of his arms. An emblem hanging from his neck resembles the markings. On his right arm he dons an onyx gauntlet. His left hip holds his sheathed blade, the hilt ending in a crimson orb. His belt lined with heavy pouches, long cloth straps hanging down from the leather bound. Hanging over his lower half like a long robe. Long black wings fold against his back.
History: Having departed from the distant mountains. Having lived already 200 years of his life. Though he looks as if he is only in his mid-twenties. He doesnt speak much of his past nor of his intentions. His parents died at an early part of his life. Having spent the rest of his time surviving on his own and being wary of humans. Never learning to trust them nor even stay within range of them for very long. The emblem he wears represents his heritage. Holding a great meaning to him.