Post by Fimbulwinter on Oct 4, 2005 18:42:59 GMT -5
Name: Fimbulwinter Ebonwood
Race: Human
Age: 17
Sign: Leo
Sex: Male, very very male.
Eye Color: Emerald green.
Hair Color: Black.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Skin Tone: Deathly pale
Nationality: None
Physical Description:Fimbulwinter is a dark mysterious man of which despises speaking of his past. He is a witch-hunter and good at his job. Very good. He has short black hair with bangs that cover his eyes and is a fairly attractive man. His skin is pale, deathlike even, but he is rather muscular. He's about 6'1" and his eyes are the color of emeralds. He wears burnt leather armor that is as ebon as his name, and usually wears a ebony cloak around him at all times, hood up. He has many concealed weapons, including throwing stars, knives, daggers, a sword and bronze knuckles for either hand. He carries a bow only when outside, and has a trusty steed named Ragnarok. The steed, of course, is black. He tends to shun religion and the zealots behind it and has no nationality. He smoke a pipe and knows much, if you ask the right questions. Be warned, pissing him off is NOT a good idea.
Notable Scars, Tattoos, Markings/Features:
His whole body is covered with tattoos of black flames.
Skills:
Fimbulwinter is well versed in the arts of weaponary and stealth. He also has the unnerving ability to read people by their demeanor, appearance and any other characteristics, giving him an edge in some combat.
Specific Power(s):
Silence- Used against spell-casters to literally unable them to speak, rendering most spells ineffective.
Counter-spell - A nasty little spell that instantly reverses the spell casted back upon the caster.
Mana burn - A spell that requires much time to cast (( Battle has to have been going for ten posts )) that burns away a mage's mana, their ability to cast ANY spell for a time until the Mage has time to rest and recoup their spiritual energy.
Stealth - In a non combat situation, has the ability to slip into the shadows and become invisible.
First-Aid - Fimbulwinter has learned that it is best to come prepared. As such, he is well versed in the arts of basic medicine, such as bandages and casts. He usually carries a large supply of bandages on him at any given time. Using a special herb, these bandages can heal wounds more rapidly than the body naturally could.
Weapon(s): Short-sword, Two daggers, One small dagger in his boot, Several throwing stars, several switchblades, several plain knives, bow (usually kept on his steed), and brass knuckles.
Special Equipment: His wits and his bandages.
Personality: A dark mysterious man, Fimbulwinter is hard to acquaint and harder to befriend. He has the nature of a rogue, with some talent as a spell-caster. His past is something he keeps close to him, as well as his relations. No one bothers to keep track of him and he tends to frequent all countries and regions. He spends much time in taverns, smoking his pipe and listening, but never joining in. Very much a lone wolf sort of figure, he hates working in groups but will do it when it serves his purposes. He always enjoys the company of a woman, but she never wakes up next to him.
History: Fimbulwinter's past is shady at best. He grew up without parents and in no particular town. He remembers his original name, but long ago abandoned it for something more appropriate. Seeking to rid the world of abusive spell-casters for wealth and pleasure, he has no true home to speak of, and certainly no family, in his mind at least. He despises religion with a passion, which is why it is so interesting that he has taken interest in Mandolin Blackwood's disappearence...
Race: Human
Age: 17
Sign: Leo
Sex: Male, very very male.
Eye Color: Emerald green.
Hair Color: Black.
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Skin Tone: Deathly pale
Nationality: None
Physical Description:Fimbulwinter is a dark mysterious man of which despises speaking of his past. He is a witch-hunter and good at his job. Very good. He has short black hair with bangs that cover his eyes and is a fairly attractive man. His skin is pale, deathlike even, but he is rather muscular. He's about 6'1" and his eyes are the color of emeralds. He wears burnt leather armor that is as ebon as his name, and usually wears a ebony cloak around him at all times, hood up. He has many concealed weapons, including throwing stars, knives, daggers, a sword and bronze knuckles for either hand. He carries a bow only when outside, and has a trusty steed named Ragnarok. The steed, of course, is black. He tends to shun religion and the zealots behind it and has no nationality. He smoke a pipe and knows much, if you ask the right questions. Be warned, pissing him off is NOT a good idea.
Notable Scars, Tattoos, Markings/Features:
His whole body is covered with tattoos of black flames.
Skills:
Fimbulwinter is well versed in the arts of weaponary and stealth. He also has the unnerving ability to read people by their demeanor, appearance and any other characteristics, giving him an edge in some combat.
Specific Power(s):
Silence- Used against spell-casters to literally unable them to speak, rendering most spells ineffective.
Counter-spell - A nasty little spell that instantly reverses the spell casted back upon the caster.
Mana burn - A spell that requires much time to cast (( Battle has to have been going for ten posts )) that burns away a mage's mana, their ability to cast ANY spell for a time until the Mage has time to rest and recoup their spiritual energy.
Stealth - In a non combat situation, has the ability to slip into the shadows and become invisible.
First-Aid - Fimbulwinter has learned that it is best to come prepared. As such, he is well versed in the arts of basic medicine, such as bandages and casts. He usually carries a large supply of bandages on him at any given time. Using a special herb, these bandages can heal wounds more rapidly than the body naturally could.
Weapon(s): Short-sword, Two daggers, One small dagger in his boot, Several throwing stars, several switchblades, several plain knives, bow (usually kept on his steed), and brass knuckles.
Special Equipment: His wits and his bandages.
Personality: A dark mysterious man, Fimbulwinter is hard to acquaint and harder to befriend. He has the nature of a rogue, with some talent as a spell-caster. His past is something he keeps close to him, as well as his relations. No one bothers to keep track of him and he tends to frequent all countries and regions. He spends much time in taverns, smoking his pipe and listening, but never joining in. Very much a lone wolf sort of figure, he hates working in groups but will do it when it serves his purposes. He always enjoys the company of a woman, but she never wakes up next to him.
History: Fimbulwinter's past is shady at best. He grew up without parents and in no particular town. He remembers his original name, but long ago abandoned it for something more appropriate. Seeking to rid the world of abusive spell-casters for wealth and pleasure, he has no true home to speak of, and certainly no family, in his mind at least. He despises religion with a passion, which is why it is so interesting that he has taken interest in Mandolin Blackwood's disappearence...