Garrett (Fargus Alt)
Dec 11, 2016 18:19:34 GMT -6
Post by Garrett on Dec 11, 2016 18:19:34 GMT -6
Name:Garrett
Class:Cavalier
Age:20
Born in:Bern
Appearance:Garrett has purple hair that goes down to his shoulders. He wears orange armor that was passed down to him by his father before his untimely death as well as an green headband that Garrett's mother treasured to him before she died. He also has a scar on the left of his face from a fight with a bandit.
Personality:Garrett has a humorous and kind personality that he likes to share with others. When he is alone however, he is often seen speaking either to himself out loud or to his horse, Krystal.
Story:Born to an Illian mother and Bern Father, Garrett recieved training at the age of 15 and has trained since on horseback by his father, and the way of sword and lance play by his mother. He thought he had it all...
Until one day, his village was suddenly ambushed by a band of bandits and the village was utterly destroyed. His father and mother fought valiantly, but to no avail, they were slain in battle.
Enraged, Garrett climbed onto Krystal, the family horse that he trained on, and rode to battle to attack the bandits. His strength however was not enough and he was knocked off by the leader and was given the scar on the left side of his face.
Now, he wonders the land to find the answers for why of all the villages, his was the one attacked. He now seeks retribution for not only his dead parents, but for the dead villagers that were brutally slaughtered by the bandits 5 years ago...
NPC fight:Garrett looked at the bandit with hatred in his eyes. "You will give me the answers...NOW!" he yelled as he pointed his lance at the bandit. The bandit merely only laughed and rushed to chop at Garrett. He took a blow to his side, but Krystal rode around the bandit as Garrett rose his lance and charged at the now vulnerable brigand.
PC fight:Garrett looked square in the eyes of his foe. "You ready for this Krystal?" He asked his steed. Greeted with a snort from Krystal, Garrett pointed his lance at his foe and then shouted "Listen, I don't want to fight you, but if you don't get out of my way, then I won't hesitate in fighting you. So, how about you make both of our lives easier and lay down your weapon, alright?"
Class:Cavalier
Age:20
Born in:Bern
Appearance:Garrett has purple hair that goes down to his shoulders. He wears orange armor that was passed down to him by his father before his untimely death as well as an green headband that Garrett's mother treasured to him before she died. He also has a scar on the left of his face from a fight with a bandit.
Personality:Garrett has a humorous and kind personality that he likes to share with others. When he is alone however, he is often seen speaking either to himself out loud or to his horse, Krystal.
Story:Born to an Illian mother and Bern Father, Garrett recieved training at the age of 15 and has trained since on horseback by his father, and the way of sword and lance play by his mother. He thought he had it all...
Until one day, his village was suddenly ambushed by a band of bandits and the village was utterly destroyed. His father and mother fought valiantly, but to no avail, they were slain in battle.
Enraged, Garrett climbed onto Krystal, the family horse that he trained on, and rode to battle to attack the bandits. His strength however was not enough and he was knocked off by the leader and was given the scar on the left side of his face.
Now, he wonders the land to find the answers for why of all the villages, his was the one attacked. He now seeks retribution for not only his dead parents, but for the dead villagers that were brutally slaughtered by the bandits 5 years ago...
NPC fight:Garrett looked at the bandit with hatred in his eyes. "You will give me the answers...NOW!" he yelled as he pointed his lance at the bandit. The bandit merely only laughed and rushed to chop at Garrett. He took a blow to his side, but Krystal rode around the bandit as Garrett rose his lance and charged at the now vulnerable brigand.
PC fight:Garrett looked square in the eyes of his foe. "You ready for this Krystal?" He asked his steed. Greeted with a snort from Krystal, Garrett pointed his lance at his foe and then shouted "Listen, I don't want to fight you, but if you don't get out of my way, then I won't hesitate in fighting you. So, how about you make both of our lives easier and lay down your weapon, alright?"