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Post by mas on Mar 31, 2009 13:29:57 GMT -6
POST TIMESKIP Name: Jeremiah Crushaw Class: Archer Hair Color: Blonde Eye Color: Yellow Age: 20 Appearance: A rough, thin and pale peasent. Often dirty and very very grumpy. Clothes: Tattered, old clothing, with many holes in, and old boots, wears a bandana Born in: Lycia, Pherae Story: A extremely grumpy and rude archer of the Lycia army, who pretty much hates anyone above him, social class, rank, or otherwise, and often has to bite his tongue to avoid saying 'Up yours you stuck-up tosser' to the wrong person. A dislike originally came from him living in a poor villiage, near to the city, and watching the well off parading round on their horses, eating their fancy foods while he was eating scraps of bread, and getting rich at the expense of his workers. He also took close notice of higher ranked officers, being paided larger sums for doing, what looked like to him, what pretty much every foot slogger in the army does. But dispite his severe dislike of his superiors, he would not insult them directly. Just when they have their backs turned, or are not around. To his own social class however, Jeremiah is seen as a pretty swell guy. Grumpy and seemingly irritated by everyone and everything, but quite like-able once someone gets to know him. If theres anything that needs changing please say so, and hi btw
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Darius
The "Before" years
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Oblivion must be a nice place!
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Post by Darius on Mar 31, 2009 17:30:38 GMT -6
Ha. My friend's name is Jeremiah.
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Aerious
Manakete
The Foul Destroyer
It takes pressure and time to make diamonds.
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Post by Aerious on Apr 25, 2009 13:27:13 GMT -6
Accepted.
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