Post by Abel De'Muerte on Nov 2, 2008 19:03:59 GMT
Name:
Abel De'Muerte
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Height:
5'11"
Weight:
180lbs
Hair Color:
Purple (thank you artificial colors) Natural hair color is Black
Eye Color:
Purple/Red
Build:
Thin, slender, or slim, take your pick that's how he looks. He has thin arms that are meant more for maneuverability then your normal 'Heman'. Abel is built for speed, agility and quietness oftentimes using this for his various activities. His legs are long and slender with a small amount of muscle, which allows for him to walk, or run, long distances; especially when he is running from guards or angry farmers whose daughter he shared a bed with.
Appearance:
Personality:
Abel is one of those guys that you want to be around for the jokes and adventure, but wish you had never met him once trouble brews. Flirtatious, Charming and always seen wearing a smile when he is with women, often trying to woo them into a bed he will be the mysterious rogue that makes a woman's blood race and her heart flutter. When around the boys he is often sarcastic, egotistical, always in the mood to curse and always up for a laugh or a few pints. He also has a few tedious tendencies of eying a person over and seeing if the person is worth stealing from. Everyone has a possession, everything is a possession.
Opinion on Mortheos’s ruling:
The guy must be compensating for something. Probably the fact he is a eunuch.
History:
Growing up an orphan Abel had to do what he could to survive, often doing simple odd jobs for people to get a small copper or even a slice of bread for dinner. When times were hard and no work was available he would have to survive on rats or roots for nourishment. But there were some good things about being an orphan, it allowed him to witness and experience many different types of activities and he learns well from observations. In so doing, he has learned a small bit of experience in just about anything, from black smithing to cobbling, to carpentry to stealing.
When he was around the age of 7 he was 'adopted' by a rather old man who had no sons and had seen the boy around town before. The old man who had raised him was named Sandro and had been a performer for King Richard II before he retired due to his old bones. He educated Abel in business of court, writing and arithmetic, life & philosophy, some forms of 'sorcery', and taught him how to play some instruments and performing arts types of things that Sandro had learned throughout his life at court and Corona.
Abel had absorbed the information greedily and soon became a jack-of-all-trades although the alchemy had always been his hardest lesson and had caused, through multiple 'failed' experiments caused his hair to turn purple from the jet black color it had once been. When Abel was 14, Sandro passed away due to old age and left all his possessions to Abel. He did his best to keep the place standing but with the new king in position things were harder then he had ever suspected and the government took his property once again leaving him homeless but he had been able to smuggle a few things with him like Sandro's half dozen of perfectly weighted, and razor sharp, juggling knives, a small hand held harp, a pair of Dudgeon Daggers, one Misericorde, a black wool cloak and a few of the ingredients that were exceedingly rare to find.
After a few years of traveling homeless often performing or doing odd jobs to get a room and a meal. He often had to smile about it since it was as if time had stopped when he had met Sandro and when time started up again he was just older and wiser. He traveled from city to city, making sure to stay away from the capital at all costs and perform where he could and steal where he couldn't. He often used many aliases to fool the dimwitted guards and keep himself from the hang mans noose which he had been on before but thank the Gods that the girl he had slept with the night before he was captured had liked him otherwise she never would have thrown that dagger to him that he used to cut himself down from and escape. Never found out what happened to her after that, oh well.
Now it is his 19th year and he is still just as charming and as much a flirt as he was when he was a few years younger and still steals even though he knows what it almost got him last time. Even has the scar to remind him of it but he wears a scarf to cover it up, until he is sharing a bed with a lovely maid.
Fighting Style/Technique:
I'll pick your pocket and if you scream I'll put a knife in your kidney or rib, how does that sound for a fighting style?
Anyway, what Abel usually does is he uses his lightfootedness to sneak up to someone he is wanting to attack, and then go for the instant kill, or at least crippling strike. If he has to met the person head on however, he will often just 'dance' until he can get an opening and just bite at them until they bleed out.
Strengths:
Very smooth talker, wiry body that is flexible, able to hold his Rum, uncommonly lucky.
Weaknesses:
Not very strong physically, isn't good with taking responsibility for his actions, often tries to get out of command situations.
Special Notes:
-Thin white scar across his neck from being hung.
-Purple hair
-Purple eyes
-Lots of daggers
-He likes sex =D
Abel De'Muerte
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Height:
5'11"
Weight:
180lbs
Hair Color:
Purple (thank you artificial colors) Natural hair color is Black
Eye Color:
Purple/Red
Build:
Thin, slender, or slim, take your pick that's how he looks. He has thin arms that are meant more for maneuverability then your normal 'Heman'. Abel is built for speed, agility and quietness oftentimes using this for his various activities. His legs are long and slender with a small amount of muscle, which allows for him to walk, or run, long distances; especially when he is running from guards or angry farmers whose daughter he shared a bed with.
Appearance:
Personality:
Abel is one of those guys that you want to be around for the jokes and adventure, but wish you had never met him once trouble brews. Flirtatious, Charming and always seen wearing a smile when he is with women, often trying to woo them into a bed he will be the mysterious rogue that makes a woman's blood race and her heart flutter. When around the boys he is often sarcastic, egotistical, always in the mood to curse and always up for a laugh or a few pints. He also has a few tedious tendencies of eying a person over and seeing if the person is worth stealing from. Everyone has a possession, everything is a possession.
Opinion on Mortheos’s ruling:
The guy must be compensating for something. Probably the fact he is a eunuch.
History:
Growing up an orphan Abel had to do what he could to survive, often doing simple odd jobs for people to get a small copper or even a slice of bread for dinner. When times were hard and no work was available he would have to survive on rats or roots for nourishment. But there were some good things about being an orphan, it allowed him to witness and experience many different types of activities and he learns well from observations. In so doing, he has learned a small bit of experience in just about anything, from black smithing to cobbling, to carpentry to stealing.
When he was around the age of 7 he was 'adopted' by a rather old man who had no sons and had seen the boy around town before. The old man who had raised him was named Sandro and had been a performer for King Richard II before he retired due to his old bones. He educated Abel in business of court, writing and arithmetic, life & philosophy, some forms of 'sorcery', and taught him how to play some instruments and performing arts types of things that Sandro had learned throughout his life at court and Corona.
Abel had absorbed the information greedily and soon became a jack-of-all-trades although the alchemy had always been his hardest lesson and had caused, through multiple 'failed' experiments caused his hair to turn purple from the jet black color it had once been. When Abel was 14, Sandro passed away due to old age and left all his possessions to Abel. He did his best to keep the place standing but with the new king in position things were harder then he had ever suspected and the government took his property once again leaving him homeless but he had been able to smuggle a few things with him like Sandro's half dozen of perfectly weighted, and razor sharp, juggling knives, a small hand held harp, a pair of Dudgeon Daggers, one Misericorde, a black wool cloak and a few of the ingredients that were exceedingly rare to find.
After a few years of traveling homeless often performing or doing odd jobs to get a room and a meal. He often had to smile about it since it was as if time had stopped when he had met Sandro and when time started up again he was just older and wiser. He traveled from city to city, making sure to stay away from the capital at all costs and perform where he could and steal where he couldn't. He often used many aliases to fool the dimwitted guards and keep himself from the hang mans noose which he had been on before but thank the Gods that the girl he had slept with the night before he was captured had liked him otherwise she never would have thrown that dagger to him that he used to cut himself down from and escape. Never found out what happened to her after that, oh well.
Now it is his 19th year and he is still just as charming and as much a flirt as he was when he was a few years younger and still steals even though he knows what it almost got him last time. Even has the scar to remind him of it but he wears a scarf to cover it up, until he is sharing a bed with a lovely maid.
Fighting Style/Technique:
I'll pick your pocket and if you scream I'll put a knife in your kidney or rib, how does that sound for a fighting style?
Anyway, what Abel usually does is he uses his lightfootedness to sneak up to someone he is wanting to attack, and then go for the instant kill, or at least crippling strike. If he has to met the person head on however, he will often just 'dance' until he can get an opening and just bite at them until they bleed out.
Strengths:
Very smooth talker, wiry body that is flexible, able to hold his Rum, uncommonly lucky.
Weaknesses:
Not very strong physically, isn't good with taking responsibility for his actions, often tries to get out of command situations.
Special Notes:
-Thin white scar across his neck from being hung.
-Purple hair
-Purple eyes
-Lots of daggers
-He likes sex =D
