Post by Mad Hatter Ermine on Dec 5, 2009 16:55:34 GMT -5
OOC:
Master ~ Darkana
Network ~ vampira69@live.com
Reference ~ Glintfur told me about this place
IC:
Title ~ John Curtis
Life ~ 30
Marked ~ Male
Race ~ Human
Essence ~ Mage
Path ~ good
Career ~ Traveling bounty hunter
Talents ~ Is very adept at swinging a staff and breaking bones with it; excels in "green" magic, as in earth, trees, plants, the ground. Mostly works with what are known as "natural" spells, which manipulate water, earth, fire, and air, though water, fire, and air are a bit lacking in skill. Though he excels in natural spells, he does use a wide variety of other spells, albeit a small ammount of the time.
Reflection ~ Shaggy brown hair down to his ears and a light beard. Deep blue eyes with green on the outer edge of the iris. Despite being a mage, also has some slight muscle tone.
Psyche ~ Rather serious, compared to his anthro partner, but also very hearty, loves to meditate
Biography ~ He was raised in one of the small villages, living a good life while honing his skills under his father. At the age of 20 he left to travel, and at 29 he met a traveling ermine shape shifting girl in a local tavern. After a quick chat, they decided to become partners, since their skills combined would bring in more money than either of them alone.
Forgotten ~ Has a wooden staff; on top of the staff there is a brightly colored orb, on top of which perches a wooden, brightly painted phoenix. Also has a pet gryphon, which is a peregrine falcon and a spotted leopard, named Screet.
Snapshot ~ (coming soon)
Prowess ~ John, as it was, wasn't very pleased with this turn of events. He ran his fingers through his hair in a frustrated manner, wondering how their catch could have gotten away with such a remarkable plan. It was then that he turned his attention to her, his eyes burning furiously. "If you wish to eat, then next time follow the plan accordingly!" he nearly yelled, his gruff voice cracking from the strain of the day. He heard Screet call out above them, and sighed. The wound in the ermine's leg would need to be bandaged, and she wouldn't be able to walk for at least a few weeks. It was a bad setback, and John frantically searched his mind for ways to work around it.
Master ~ Darkana
Network ~ vampira69@live.com
Reference ~ Glintfur told me about this place
IC:
Title ~ John Curtis
Life ~ 30
Marked ~ Male
Race ~ Human
Essence ~ Mage
Path ~ good
Career ~ Traveling bounty hunter
Talents ~ Is very adept at swinging a staff and breaking bones with it; excels in "green" magic, as in earth, trees, plants, the ground. Mostly works with what are known as "natural" spells, which manipulate water, earth, fire, and air, though water, fire, and air are a bit lacking in skill. Though he excels in natural spells, he does use a wide variety of other spells, albeit a small ammount of the time.
Reflection ~ Shaggy brown hair down to his ears and a light beard. Deep blue eyes with green on the outer edge of the iris. Despite being a mage, also has some slight muscle tone.
Psyche ~ Rather serious, compared to his anthro partner, but also very hearty, loves to meditate
Biography ~ He was raised in one of the small villages, living a good life while honing his skills under his father. At the age of 20 he left to travel, and at 29 he met a traveling ermine shape shifting girl in a local tavern. After a quick chat, they decided to become partners, since their skills combined would bring in more money than either of them alone.
Forgotten ~ Has a wooden staff; on top of the staff there is a brightly colored orb, on top of which perches a wooden, brightly painted phoenix. Also has a pet gryphon, which is a peregrine falcon and a spotted leopard, named Screet.
Snapshot ~ (coming soon)
Prowess ~ John, as it was, wasn't very pleased with this turn of events. He ran his fingers through his hair in a frustrated manner, wondering how their catch could have gotten away with such a remarkable plan. It was then that he turned his attention to her, his eyes burning furiously. "If you wish to eat, then next time follow the plan accordingly!" he nearly yelled, his gruff voice cracking from the strain of the day. He heard Screet call out above them, and sighed. The wound in the ermine's leg would need to be bandaged, and she wouldn't be able to walk for at least a few weeks. It was a bad setback, and John frantically searched his mind for ways to work around it.
