Post by Trelior on Dec 1, 2009 22:01:49 GMT -5
OOC:
Master ~ Trelior
Network ~ Skype (Trelior_Morningstar), WLM (elven_ninja@hotmail.com), Email (treliormorningstar@gmail.com)
Reference ~ Marzen64
IC:
Title ~ Trelior Alexander Morningstar (answers to Trel, but only from friends)
Life ~ 20
Marked ~ Male
Race ~ Human
Essence ~ Sorcerer
Path ~ Chaotic Neutral
Career ~ Stable Boy
Talents ~ Sorcerer Skills
Fast Caster - He can quickly cast many of his spells with little effort
Whisperer - He can understand and communicate with animals, as if
he can talk to them
Herb Craft - He can work well with herbs and can easily use them as
medicines or poisons
Reflection ~ He has shoulder-length brown hair and hazel eyes. He is roughly 5'5", he has a medium sized frame and is slightly muscular from doing various farm jobs, his build and body weight reflect it well. For clothing, he wears a simple ensemble of pants, shirt and cloak, he carries a bag that he keeps his tools in.
Psyche ~ He is a calm, collected young man that is very passionate for what he does, and does everything in his power to make sure the people he cares the most about are safe and taken care of. His sense of justice is strong, but he doesn't exactly do things the way that would be labeled as "Good."
Biography ~ Trelior grew up with his uncle on his farm. He never knew his parents, they died of a plague when he was young and wound up living with his widowed uncle, whom lost his wife and children from the same plague Trel lost his parents. He grew up very close to his uncle and helps him as best he can around the farm as a way to thank the man for taking him in after such a large loss to their collective family. His close work with the farm animals enabled him to understand them and communicate with them. He would always care for the animals when they became ill using various herbs he found in the woods surrounding the farm. Not only could he use the herbs for the good of the farm animals, he could also use them as repellents and poisons for pests around the farm.
Around the time of his puberty, Trelior began to notice a change in himself that wasn't normal for boys his age, what he noticed was that he had the innate ability to use magic. After his chores for his uncle were done at the end of each day, he would go to a secluded clearing that he knew he would be alone to practice in peace to hone his magical skills, which in turn allowed him to become quite quick in his ability to cast.
Prowess ~
Trelior sits outside the barn, just having finished his work for the day. He looks over the fields, admiring the beauty of the land as the sun sets over the horizon. He sighs in contentment and closes his eyes, taking a well earned break.
Master ~ Trelior
Network ~ Skype (Trelior_Morningstar), WLM (elven_ninja@hotmail.com), Email (treliormorningstar@gmail.com)
Reference ~ Marzen64
IC:
Title ~ Trelior Alexander Morningstar (answers to Trel, but only from friends)
Life ~ 20
Marked ~ Male
Race ~ Human
Essence ~ Sorcerer
Path ~ Chaotic Neutral
Career ~ Stable Boy
Talents ~ Sorcerer Skills
Fast Caster - He can quickly cast many of his spells with little effort
Whisperer - He can understand and communicate with animals, as if
he can talk to them
Herb Craft - He can work well with herbs and can easily use them as
medicines or poisons
Reflection ~ He has shoulder-length brown hair and hazel eyes. He is roughly 5'5", he has a medium sized frame and is slightly muscular from doing various farm jobs, his build and body weight reflect it well. For clothing, he wears a simple ensemble of pants, shirt and cloak, he carries a bag that he keeps his tools in.
Psyche ~ He is a calm, collected young man that is very passionate for what he does, and does everything in his power to make sure the people he cares the most about are safe and taken care of. His sense of justice is strong, but he doesn't exactly do things the way that would be labeled as "Good."
Biography ~ Trelior grew up with his uncle on his farm. He never knew his parents, they died of a plague when he was young and wound up living with his widowed uncle, whom lost his wife and children from the same plague Trel lost his parents. He grew up very close to his uncle and helps him as best he can around the farm as a way to thank the man for taking him in after such a large loss to their collective family. His close work with the farm animals enabled him to understand them and communicate with them. He would always care for the animals when they became ill using various herbs he found in the woods surrounding the farm. Not only could he use the herbs for the good of the farm animals, he could also use them as repellents and poisons for pests around the farm.
Around the time of his puberty, Trelior began to notice a change in himself that wasn't normal for boys his age, what he noticed was that he had the innate ability to use magic. After his chores for his uncle were done at the end of each day, he would go to a secluded clearing that he knew he would be alone to practice in peace to hone his magical skills, which in turn allowed him to become quite quick in his ability to cast.
Prowess ~
Trelior sits outside the barn, just having finished his work for the day. He looks over the fields, admiring the beauty of the land as the sun sets over the horizon. He sighs in contentment and closes his eyes, taking a well earned break.
