Post by skrillsrcool on Aug 23, 2020 0:57:32 GMT -5
Name:
Scomio Ironveil
Age:
17
Hair:
Up to his shoulders, messy, brown
Eyes:
Green
Height:
5'9"
Weight:
150 lbs.
Gender:
Male
Species: Human
Occupation:
Investigator/Blacksmith
Voice: Deep but had his high squeaks at times
Description:
He is a young curious guy that wishes one day to see the legendary skrill and possibly befriend it. He has lived for most of his life in the village of Fumwntyr, raised by his mother who was a skilled seamstress and his father, given his life in battle to protect the village. Learning from his uncle how to man the forge and how to fashion many tools as well as armor. At this point he is travelling around in a merchant ship to find his place in the world. Learning from the merchants how to read the sky to find the way at sea.
Demeanor:
He is usually silent lost in thought and when in company of friends, always listening. If someone were to threaten him with a fight, he would accept it as a duel, he is very honor bound even admitting defeat from time to time. When confronted or if someone threatens his allies/friends, he will go into a frenzy, not stopping until mercy is called or death is served.
Abilities/Weapons:
He has a bit of a martial abilities having to defend himself and others against wild animals and only one time, a dragon. He has a good sense of direction, but has to rely on the stars and the night sky, he is also an average smith.
Disadvantages:
At times impatient, anxious and short fused when it comes to insults. He is very vulnerable when watching to the distance in deep thought, having to spent a couple seconds to react.
History:
He was born on the village of Fumwntyr, way north where the sea turns to ice, legends up north tell about the Skrill, a fantastic lizard that when the storms came there could be heard a battle between them for territory, some even found a bunch of Skrill scales and used them for jewelry. As he grew up there was a campaign to defend the village, so his father was called to war and when the chief and 5 other men returning victorious, his father no where in sight. After honoring his father and beginning his apprenticeship of blacksmith with his father's brother, fashioning a rune statue to commemorate his father. After this action he felt the village was a bad memory for him so he took to the merchant ships and sailed the waters south, encountering raiders and a Scauldron dragon that they managed to distract away by a barrel painted blue and outfitted with wooden fins as to make the dragon think it was a giant fish. He also learnt from the mariners how to read the stars to navigate the world.
Stuff:
Hood and cape, color black
Woolen shirt, color grey
Leather pants
Leather shoes
Necklace with Skrill scale on it
Sword, overcooked iron
Shield, wood and iron
Picture: N/A
Scomio Ironveil
Age:
17
Hair:
Up to his shoulders, messy, brown
Eyes:
Green
Height:
5'9"
Weight:
150 lbs.
Gender:
Male
Species: Human
Occupation:
Investigator/Blacksmith
Voice: Deep but had his high squeaks at times
Description:
He is a young curious guy that wishes one day to see the legendary skrill and possibly befriend it. He has lived for most of his life in the village of Fumwntyr, raised by his mother who was a skilled seamstress and his father, given his life in battle to protect the village. Learning from his uncle how to man the forge and how to fashion many tools as well as armor. At this point he is travelling around in a merchant ship to find his place in the world. Learning from the merchants how to read the sky to find the way at sea.
Demeanor:
He is usually silent lost in thought and when in company of friends, always listening. If someone were to threaten him with a fight, he would accept it as a duel, he is very honor bound even admitting defeat from time to time. When confronted or if someone threatens his allies/friends, he will go into a frenzy, not stopping until mercy is called or death is served.
Abilities/Weapons:
He has a bit of a martial abilities having to defend himself and others against wild animals and only one time, a dragon. He has a good sense of direction, but has to rely on the stars and the night sky, he is also an average smith.
Disadvantages:
At times impatient, anxious and short fused when it comes to insults. He is very vulnerable when watching to the distance in deep thought, having to spent a couple seconds to react.
History:
He was born on the village of Fumwntyr, way north where the sea turns to ice, legends up north tell about the Skrill, a fantastic lizard that when the storms came there could be heard a battle between them for territory, some even found a bunch of Skrill scales and used them for jewelry. As he grew up there was a campaign to defend the village, so his father was called to war and when the chief and 5 other men returning victorious, his father no where in sight. After honoring his father and beginning his apprenticeship of blacksmith with his father's brother, fashioning a rune statue to commemorate his father. After this action he felt the village was a bad memory for him so he took to the merchant ships and sailed the waters south, encountering raiders and a Scauldron dragon that they managed to distract away by a barrel painted blue and outfitted with wooden fins as to make the dragon think it was a giant fish. He also learnt from the mariners how to read the stars to navigate the world.
Stuff:
Hood and cape, color black
Woolen shirt, color grey
Leather pants
Leather shoes
Necklace with Skrill scale on it
Sword, overcooked iron
Shield, wood and iron
Picture: N/A