Caleb, The Young Genius
Jul 14, 2013 15:53:12 GMT -6
Post by Caleb on Jul 14, 2013 15:53:12 GMT -6
Name: Caleb Malence
Class: Myrmidon
Hair Color: Green
Eye Color: Blue
Age: Fourteen
Appearance: He looks like a teen that is only in the beginning stages of puberty. His Green hair is short, as he doesn't allow it to go passed his ears. His cheery attitude can be seen with a usual smile, but inside, he has pain hidden. His skin is white and very soft.
Clothes: A caped, dark-green tunic with a purple scarf and pantaloons and boots of the same color as the shirt, but with some purple accents on them.
Backstory: Born on a small island on the outskirts of Elibe. He was raised in a small town on the island, preventing little social interaction. He was taught literature by his grandmother, he was taught basic swordplay by his grandfather, and his mother taught him all she could. He soon became a genius and somewhat of a decent swordsman and required an actual teacher at the age of ten. He was shipped to an academy at age twelve and took courses on the field of battle and strategy. The role itself was difficult to learn, as he lost chess and fake battles in class often.
He learned very quickly on how to spoil an enemy's tricky tactics and came up with some of his own. The academy held a battle drill with practice weapons, split the students into three groups. He was made commander of his group, and his almost flawless strategies won the fight with minimum "casualties," while still being the fray himself with an Iron Sword. He made it through the ranks at school fast and became an advanced talent, which forced him to graduate his class early. He currently is looking for some army or group that needs a Tactician, but must also have good intentions.
Class: Myrmidon
Hair Color: Green
Eye Color: Blue
Age: Fourteen
Appearance: He looks like a teen that is only in the beginning stages of puberty. His Green hair is short, as he doesn't allow it to go passed his ears. His cheery attitude can be seen with a usual smile, but inside, he has pain hidden. His skin is white and very soft.
Clothes: A caped, dark-green tunic with a purple scarf and pantaloons and boots of the same color as the shirt, but with some purple accents on them.
Backstory: Born on a small island on the outskirts of Elibe. He was raised in a small town on the island, preventing little social interaction. He was taught literature by his grandmother, he was taught basic swordplay by his grandfather, and his mother taught him all she could. He soon became a genius and somewhat of a decent swordsman and required an actual teacher at the age of ten. He was shipped to an academy at age twelve and took courses on the field of battle and strategy. The role itself was difficult to learn, as he lost chess and fake battles in class often.
He learned very quickly on how to spoil an enemy's tricky tactics and came up with some of his own. The academy held a battle drill with practice weapons, split the students into three groups. He was made commander of his group, and his almost flawless strategies won the fight with minimum "casualties," while still being the fray himself with an Iron Sword. He made it through the ranks at school fast and became an advanced talent, which forced him to graduate his class early. He currently is looking for some army or group that needs a Tactician, but must also have good intentions.
