Eberos Archippos
Apr 20, 2014 19:08:45 GMT -6
Post by Eberon on Apr 20, 2014 19:08:45 GMT -6
Name: Eberon Archippos
Class: Cavalier
Hair Color: What hair? No I joke, dirty brown.
Eye Color: Light brown with a bronze/copper hue.
Age: 42
Appearance:
Height/Weight: 5'7" 198 lbs.
Facial Structure: Sharp, crooked jaw line (due to falling off his horse when he was younger), shorter chin (all which are covered up by his jaw beard), gaunt cheeks with a drooping look, larger than normal nose with an odd shape to it having a bump (horizontally) on the bridge.
Body Build: Toned, muscular build with a slight beer-gut to hurt the pride.
Skin: Lighter toned skin with middle age complexion.
Hair/Facial Hair: Completely bald with a dirty brown eye brows but aside from the hair on the top he has jaw beard stretching from ear to ear and some body hair.
Equipment: Red sleeveless tunic that goes down to be just above his knees, with decals on the trimming, no pants underneath, leather braces, and leather sandals with iron riveting going mid-way up the calves. The armor covering his attire is a bronze cuirass holding a single shoulder guard on his right. Going across the armor is a wide, leather strap with three metal plates near the top, going from his left shoulder, to the bottom right of his waste, bronze bracers and greaves, leather belt and tassets hanging over the lower part of the tunic, a white cape with a scarf look to in in the front covering up a large portion of his neck, and a bronze helmet with many decals and a creamy white plume.
Born in: Ilia
Story: Eberon was born and raised in the country side of Ilia with his mother, father, and sister, raising horses for the military and inner cities. Over the years, his mother grew ill and passed away when he was 17 years of age. Not long after this his father grew depressed, though he thought he was too proud to show it, his children noticed his drinking habits start to increase, knowing something was wrong. They tried to help him, but his pride pushed them away. Eberon's sister, being the weaker of the two when it came to these sorts of things, couldn't stand the sight of his father drinking himself to death, so she ended up riding into a town far off in the lands in hopes of starting a life there. Eberon was left to deal with not only his father, but the responsibility of maintaining the farm as well. No later after a year, his father had passed away, once again leaving Eberon with the responsibilities of the families farm. After years of stabling horses, he decided it was time to start his own life. So he found someone willing to purchase the farm, he therefor took his most cherished horse, Cronos, and rode off to join in the ranks of the military, who over time made his way up to becoming a scout. After serving his years as a soldier, he grew attached to the idea of becoming a mercenary, figuring he'd get paid good coin for the skills he picked up in his days as a soldier.
Class: Cavalier
Hair Color: What hair? No I joke, dirty brown.
Eye Color: Light brown with a bronze/copper hue.
Age: 42
Appearance:
Height/Weight: 5'7" 198 lbs.
Facial Structure: Sharp, crooked jaw line (due to falling off his horse when he was younger), shorter chin (all which are covered up by his jaw beard), gaunt cheeks with a drooping look, larger than normal nose with an odd shape to it having a bump (horizontally) on the bridge.
Body Build: Toned, muscular build with a slight beer-gut to hurt the pride.
Skin: Lighter toned skin with middle age complexion.
Hair/Facial Hair: Completely bald with a dirty brown eye brows but aside from the hair on the top he has jaw beard stretching from ear to ear and some body hair.
Equipment: Red sleeveless tunic that goes down to be just above his knees, with decals on the trimming, no pants underneath, leather braces, and leather sandals with iron riveting going mid-way up the calves. The armor covering his attire is a bronze cuirass holding a single shoulder guard on his right. Going across the armor is a wide, leather strap with three metal plates near the top, going from his left shoulder, to the bottom right of his waste, bronze bracers and greaves, leather belt and tassets hanging over the lower part of the tunic, a white cape with a scarf look to in in the front covering up a large portion of his neck, and a bronze helmet with many decals and a creamy white plume.
Born in: Ilia
Story: Eberon was born and raised in the country side of Ilia with his mother, father, and sister, raising horses for the military and inner cities. Over the years, his mother grew ill and passed away when he was 17 years of age. Not long after this his father grew depressed, though he thought he was too proud to show it, his children noticed his drinking habits start to increase, knowing something was wrong. They tried to help him, but his pride pushed them away. Eberon's sister, being the weaker of the two when it came to these sorts of things, couldn't stand the sight of his father drinking himself to death, so she ended up riding into a town far off in the lands in hopes of starting a life there. Eberon was left to deal with not only his father, but the responsibility of maintaining the farm as well. No later after a year, his father had passed away, once again leaving Eberon with the responsibilities of the families farm. After years of stabling horses, he decided it was time to start his own life. So he found someone willing to purchase the farm, he therefor took his most cherished horse, Cronos, and rode off to join in the ranks of the military, who over time made his way up to becoming a scout. After serving his years as a soldier, he grew attached to the idea of becoming a mercenary, figuring he'd get paid good coin for the skills he picked up in his days as a soldier.
