Post by Enduriel on Aug 9, 2012 7:27:37 GMT -5
There’s nothing like a knight in shining armor.
[/color]Especially when his eyes are the swords.[/center]
[/b] Enduriel
nicknames: Ender
gender: Male
birth season: Summer
age: 5 years.
moral alignment: Neutral Good
orientation Heterosexual
species: Deer
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Never fallen, never been broken.
[/color]His heart’s never been explored.[/center]
[/b] The palest of golds upon his back, the lightest of silvers on his belly.
eye color: The steel grey of the sharpest sword.
markings: The silver of his belly creeps up onto his back and spreads into curves, making his middle and lower back look very ornate.
mutations: He has year round horns, much like a rams, that curl around his crania and jut into points. His usual antlers spread about him into nine deadly points.
height and weight: 7’ 6”, 1776 lbs.
distinguishing features: At the joints of his legs are elongated tufts of fur that defy gravity for some odd reason.
any disabilities: n/a
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He is his own, regal and strong.
[/color]Ready to lend a shoulder to the weak and meek.[/center]
[/b] Grazing in solitude, giving others assistance, quiet, little animals, spring.
dislikes: Things sneaking up on him, harsh winds, injustice, threats, winter.
strengths: Finding food, being kind, willing to help others, being independent .
weaknesses: Suspicious of others, truly trusts only himself, things in distress, fresh berries.
personality
overview: Enduriel sees himself as an honorable stag, offering his services to whomever may be in need of them. He’s seen as kind, but he can take it to extremes at times. In the end, he’s concerned for everyone’s wellbeing, and if that means sacrificing the interests the minority for the survival of the majority, and it’s within logic to do so, he will do so. Even so, he will not rely on other’s assistance, believing he can do everything he needs to accomplish on his own. [/ul][/size][/blockquote]
His father was a fighter, his mother a lover.
[/color]To find which of these he is what he seeks. [/center]
[/b] Sphiriel, old, living last he knew.
father: Aluminix, deceased in battle.
siblings: A multitude, out there somewhere.
others: Most likely deceased.
history overview: Enduriel was born in a peaceful area of the Tundra in the north, within the Myar forest. His father was a dignified fighter, and didn’t bother to stick around long after he was born. He visited from time to time, just to check up on his offspring, but seemed uninterested in the long run. It was his mother that taught him the ways he knew, of assisting others as they needed help. It was that help which had saved his father from death once upon a time, but at the same time disgraced him. Aluminix disowned him as his son, and began another duel, only to die the second time around.
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A mountain of love; blades for eyes.
[/color]Fury or kindness; pick a side.[/center]
[/b]: Lazulel~
rp experience: Two and some odd years~
have you read the rules?Indeed~
where did you find us? Clicking in my bookmarks! xD [/ul][/size][/blockquote]
