Royland Whitefang (the cheerful traveller)
Dec 30, 2017 19:25:04 GMT -6
Post by royland on Dec 30, 2017 19:25:04 GMT -6
Name: Royland Whitefang or just Roy
Class: Mercenary
Dragon Element:
Age: 21
Born in: A small village in Ilia.
Appearance: A fairly tall individual standing at a whopping 6 feet and 2 inches, and has the build to complement that height. He has a powerful build due to his training. His hair is jet black, often messy and slightly combed backwards. He inherited his sapphire blue eyes from his mother, and they are often one of his most prevalent features according to most of the people he meets. For clothing he prefers to keep it simple and wears black leather armor with metal plates protecting his chest and elbows. His pants are also simple black leather pants with metal covering his knees, finally simple grey leather boots. For accessories he is usually seen with his blue cloak, and a belt with an external pocket in his right hip to carry knives.
Personality: Preferring to finish conflicts with words instead of the end of his blade Royland is a gentleman with a silver tongue. He values honour and loyalty but does not condone foolishness, if he faces a stronger opponent he won't hesitate to swallow his pride for the sake of survival. He also can't stand sad or gloomy situation, so he is no stranger to goofing around in order to light up the situation. He has a bad habit of flirting with the ladies, this often causes trouble for him. A lot of people will assume that he is dumb and helpless in a fight, but he is a genius at adapting to difficult situations and is a different man when faced with life threatening.
History: Born to humble house, Royland childhood is as common as it gets. His father is a retired knight who lost the ability to wield a weapon due to an injury in his wrist, he now settled as a respectable blacksmith . His mother is a capable Pegasus rider. Royland spent most of his younger years studying the creation of weapons with his father and training with his mother. Years pass by and know his ready to say goodbye to the village people who adored him, and is ready to pursue his dream of Glory.
NPC fight: Royland steadied his stance lowering his blade preparing for a quick and deadly strike, his opponent let out a loud scream and thrust his spear at Roy's chest. Roy dodges to the left staying close to ground as the spear strikes his shoulder causing it to bleed, but alas he manages to thrust his own blade towards his opponents neck and puncturing it giving him a quick death.
PC fight: Roy's breathing starts to get heavy, as his hands clench tightly around his sword. His opponent thrust aiming for his chest, Roy's speed helps him dodge the blade at the last moment but, his shoulder was still pierced by the spear forcing him to hold the blade with his right hand alone as he swipes his blade horizontally in a graceful and fast manner towards his opponent's stomach.
Class: Mercenary
Dragon Element:
Age: 21
Born in: A small village in Ilia.
Appearance: A fairly tall individual standing at a whopping 6 feet and 2 inches, and has the build to complement that height. He has a powerful build due to his training. His hair is jet black, often messy and slightly combed backwards. He inherited his sapphire blue eyes from his mother, and they are often one of his most prevalent features according to most of the people he meets. For clothing he prefers to keep it simple and wears black leather armor with metal plates protecting his chest and elbows. His pants are also simple black leather pants with metal covering his knees, finally simple grey leather boots. For accessories he is usually seen with his blue cloak, and a belt with an external pocket in his right hip to carry knives.
Personality: Preferring to finish conflicts with words instead of the end of his blade Royland is a gentleman with a silver tongue. He values honour and loyalty but does not condone foolishness, if he faces a stronger opponent he won't hesitate to swallow his pride for the sake of survival. He also can't stand sad or gloomy situation, so he is no stranger to goofing around in order to light up the situation. He has a bad habit of flirting with the ladies, this often causes trouble for him. A lot of people will assume that he is dumb and helpless in a fight, but he is a genius at adapting to difficult situations and is a different man when faced with life threatening.
History: Born to humble house, Royland childhood is as common as it gets. His father is a retired knight who lost the ability to wield a weapon due to an injury in his wrist, he now settled as a respectable blacksmith . His mother is a capable Pegasus rider. Royland spent most of his younger years studying the creation of weapons with his father and training with his mother. Years pass by and know his ready to say goodbye to the village people who adored him, and is ready to pursue his dream of Glory.
NPC fight: Royland steadied his stance lowering his blade preparing for a quick and deadly strike, his opponent let out a loud scream and thrust his spear at Roy's chest. Roy dodges to the left staying close to ground as the spear strikes his shoulder causing it to bleed, but alas he manages to thrust his own blade towards his opponents neck and puncturing it giving him a quick death.
PC fight: Roy's breathing starts to get heavy, as his hands clench tightly around his sword. His opponent thrust aiming for his chest, Roy's speed helps him dodge the blade at the last moment but, his shoulder was still pierced by the spear forcing him to hold the blade with his right hand alone as he swipes his blade horizontally in a graceful and fast manner towards his opponent's stomach.
