Drifter - Ranger
Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 3:21 am
Player Name: Drifter
Name: ?
Age: 27
Race: Human/Elf (1/2)
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 155
Physical Description: Human facial features except for the pointed tip for the ears, covered
by dark brown hair down to where the neck meets the shoulders. Scruffy brown, black, and red beard. Hazel-green eyes. Medium body frame, toned muscles. Wearing a dark green cloak, gray shirt, sleeveless jerkin, pants, long duster, belt & boots.
Possessions: Oil pouch, sharpening stone, stone pouch, utility knife, sword,
sword scabbard, knife scabbard, bow, arrows, quiver, arrow sleeve & bed roll
Powers or Strengths: Telekinetic communication with animals. Double the vision and hearing
of normal humans. Able to hide and move silently. Trained in the art of sword fighting and the use of bladed weapons and trained in Bow and Arrow.
Weaknesses: Animals to communicate with have to be 15 feet or closer. Sensitive to loud or high sounds; when in towns character has to wear a type of ear plugs, this causes a problem in being able to understand people clearly. Not able to lift heavy objects.
History:
Born and raised among Elves in Darleone, he was looked after right, but there was always a feeling of the Elves being superior and him being something like a stranger among them; but he didn't know who his parents were, nor did the Elves, but they knew he had some of their blood. They taught him what they could about their ways and a bit of what they knew about the humans, so that he had no problem fitting in a little easier with both Races.
Choosing a purpose in life was sacred to the Elves and would mean a lot of hard work and dedication towards it. Since he could walk he always had a fascination with swords, bows, arrows, and nature itself; more than anything he loved the idea of becoming invisible. Doing what they could the Elves taught him what he wanted to know. After much training in the worldliness and within the cities; he learned to become a shadow, to track, to hunt.
Time with the Elves was beginning to feel alienated, he was growing and changing in ways that were unusual to their bodies; the facial hair was the biggest one. He could no longer blend with the Elves like he was able to when he was younger, it was time for him to start moving. Besides he felt like exploring, like every part of the world was calling to him to come and observe it.
Leaving the Elves at 16 he headed out to make his own way in life. He made a living by doing jobs that mostly involved either protecting farmers or making peace with the nature around small groups of people or vise verse. On rare occasions he did tracking jobs for authorities or higher up, but he did his best to avoid anything to do with politics. Politics made him feel uneasy because of just how many rules they have or what they control. So he preferred to keep out of the big cities.
He preferred to keep his name secret so he never gave it out; he told people to call him what ever they wanted; over time he mostly forgot it himself. Because he kept mostly to himself and never stayed anywhere for to long, people labeled him Drifter for those that actually knew of or about him in some way or another. But most people thought that anytime that they saw a shadow of someone or something they'd jump to conclusions. Over hearing people he heard that they call him, Drifter. Over time that's what he believed his name to be.
Name: ?
Age: 27
Race: Human/Elf (1/2)
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 155
Physical Description: Human facial features except for the pointed tip for the ears, covered
by dark brown hair down to where the neck meets the shoulders. Scruffy brown, black, and red beard. Hazel-green eyes. Medium body frame, toned muscles. Wearing a dark green cloak, gray shirt, sleeveless jerkin, pants, long duster, belt & boots.
Possessions: Oil pouch, sharpening stone, stone pouch, utility knife, sword,
sword scabbard, knife scabbard, bow, arrows, quiver, arrow sleeve & bed roll
Powers or Strengths: Telekinetic communication with animals. Double the vision and hearing
of normal humans. Able to hide and move silently. Trained in the art of sword fighting and the use of bladed weapons and trained in Bow and Arrow.
Weaknesses: Animals to communicate with have to be 15 feet or closer. Sensitive to loud or high sounds; when in towns character has to wear a type of ear plugs, this causes a problem in being able to understand people clearly. Not able to lift heavy objects.
History:
Born and raised among Elves in Darleone, he was looked after right, but there was always a feeling of the Elves being superior and him being something like a stranger among them; but he didn't know who his parents were, nor did the Elves, but they knew he had some of their blood. They taught him what they could about their ways and a bit of what they knew about the humans, so that he had no problem fitting in a little easier with both Races.
Choosing a purpose in life was sacred to the Elves and would mean a lot of hard work and dedication towards it. Since he could walk he always had a fascination with swords, bows, arrows, and nature itself; more than anything he loved the idea of becoming invisible. Doing what they could the Elves taught him what he wanted to know. After much training in the worldliness and within the cities; he learned to become a shadow, to track, to hunt.
Time with the Elves was beginning to feel alienated, he was growing and changing in ways that were unusual to their bodies; the facial hair was the biggest one. He could no longer blend with the Elves like he was able to when he was younger, it was time for him to start moving. Besides he felt like exploring, like every part of the world was calling to him to come and observe it.
Leaving the Elves at 16 he headed out to make his own way in life. He made a living by doing jobs that mostly involved either protecting farmers or making peace with the nature around small groups of people or vise verse. On rare occasions he did tracking jobs for authorities or higher up, but he did his best to avoid anything to do with politics. Politics made him feel uneasy because of just how many rules they have or what they control. So he preferred to keep out of the big cities.
He preferred to keep his name secret so he never gave it out; he told people to call him what ever they wanted; over time he mostly forgot it himself. Because he kept mostly to himself and never stayed anywhere for to long, people labeled him Drifter for those that actually knew of or about him in some way or another. But most people thought that anytime that they saw a shadow of someone or something they'd jump to conclusions. Over hearing people he heard that they call him, Drifter. Over time that's what he believed his name to be.