Post by Orpheus (Tibs) on Jan 27, 2008 14:00:59 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Tiberion Orpheus Constantine
Alias/Nickname: Orpheus ("Tibs" or "Bear" to close friends)
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Alignment: Lawful Good
Age: 26
Appearance:
He has longish dark hair with a bit of a wave to it. He has Icy blue eyes that often seem distant, but can light up warmly when the mood is right.
His garb:
Dark blue trousers/ pantaloons that stop just below knees, silver floral orchid pattern going down left leg, dark tan leather boots with greaves, faded white loose undershirt, dark blue broccaided waistcoat again with silver motif returning on left breast/ flank. His Knightly tabard (which he attaches slung over his right shoulder as opposed to worn properly as one would a poncho) is a slightly lighter shade of blue than his trousers and waistcoat, edged in cream with silver trimmings. On its back it has an emblem of a Heron in a graceful posture. He has gloves on each arm which run up to his forearms, and have bracers on. He has a shoulder plate construction on his left shoulder, held on via leather straps and buckles. This provides some neck protection from the left hand side as well. For battle he just adds a padded under-coat and a mail hauberk then his tabard on over the top in the more traditional fashion.
History:
Born the son of a famer in a small hamlet outside of prosperous town he quickly became interested in smithing. The family were popular in the area, having one of the largest farming complexes around.
He grew up as the apprentice of a master smither, learning their ways and smithing secrets until at 15 his family's farm hamlet was destroyed and his family burned by raiding Drows. In a daze he wandered, all emotion and feeling sucked out of him by his horrific loss. He eventually came to a small lake in a forest where he passed out from hunger and malnutrition.
When he awoke he found himself in an unfamiliar castle being tended to by Knights and their ladies all garbed in blues and silvers. This was how he came into the folds of the Knigts of the Order of the Heron who trained and raised him from 15 as a squire through to a novice and eventually a full Knight. The Order of the Silver Heron were a relatively passive order, more wishing to keep the peace and uphold the knightly codes of chivalry. However, at 19, by now an able and artful Knight, Tiberion was sent away to the far far East, across the mountains and deserts, to fufill an oath to answer a call to aid that the knights had promised many years ago. Many Knights and their footsoldiers were sent leaving only a small contingent behind to look after the Keep.
Now, after 7 years of war across the deserts in the land of the eternal Sun, Tiberion has returned, the soul survivor of the Order Knights that were sent and the order in its entirety for the Keep of Herongate is in ruins, long abondoned (although he doesn't know it yet. Now a bitter and battle-hardened Knight, cunning in the ways of war, and having learnt much of the Eastern styles of medecine, he returns to the Southern lands, to try and find a life to live, and an end to his journey.
Goals/Aspirations: To start a new life with a purpose, perhaps become Master of Arms for the King of Lebonwaith and resurrect his Order as a force of law and justice, keeping the peace and protecting the land. He'd also quite like to find a lady... And maybe somewhere under all that the deep dark burning hatred of Drows... maybe...
Roleplaying Stats(Distribute 15 points amongst these 5 rp stats. No category can have an amount higher than 6 assigned to it, except for wealth)
HP 20/20
MP 10/10
Attack: 5
Defense: 4
Agility: 5
Burst: 1
Wealth: 0m
Name: Tiberion Orpheus Constantine
Alias/Nickname: Orpheus ("Tibs" or "Bear" to close friends)
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Alignment: Lawful Good
Age: 26
Appearance:
He has longish dark hair with a bit of a wave to it. He has Icy blue eyes that often seem distant, but can light up warmly when the mood is right.
His garb:
Dark blue trousers/ pantaloons that stop just below knees, silver floral orchid pattern going down left leg, dark tan leather boots with greaves, faded white loose undershirt, dark blue broccaided waistcoat again with silver motif returning on left breast/ flank. His Knightly tabard (which he attaches slung over his right shoulder as opposed to worn properly as one would a poncho) is a slightly lighter shade of blue than his trousers and waistcoat, edged in cream with silver trimmings. On its back it has an emblem of a Heron in a graceful posture. He has gloves on each arm which run up to his forearms, and have bracers on. He has a shoulder plate construction on his left shoulder, held on via leather straps and buckles. This provides some neck protection from the left hand side as well. For battle he just adds a padded under-coat and a mail hauberk then his tabard on over the top in the more traditional fashion.
History:
Born the son of a famer in a small hamlet outside of prosperous town he quickly became interested in smithing. The family were popular in the area, having one of the largest farming complexes around.
He grew up as the apprentice of a master smither, learning their ways and smithing secrets until at 15 his family's farm hamlet was destroyed and his family burned by raiding Drows. In a daze he wandered, all emotion and feeling sucked out of him by his horrific loss. He eventually came to a small lake in a forest where he passed out from hunger and malnutrition.
When he awoke he found himself in an unfamiliar castle being tended to by Knights and their ladies all garbed in blues and silvers. This was how he came into the folds of the Knigts of the Order of the Heron who trained and raised him from 15 as a squire through to a novice and eventually a full Knight. The Order of the Silver Heron were a relatively passive order, more wishing to keep the peace and uphold the knightly codes of chivalry. However, at 19, by now an able and artful Knight, Tiberion was sent away to the far far East, across the mountains and deserts, to fufill an oath to answer a call to aid that the knights had promised many years ago. Many Knights and their footsoldiers were sent leaving only a small contingent behind to look after the Keep.
Now, after 7 years of war across the deserts in the land of the eternal Sun, Tiberion has returned, the soul survivor of the Order Knights that were sent and the order in its entirety for the Keep of Herongate is in ruins, long abondoned (although he doesn't know it yet. Now a bitter and battle-hardened Knight, cunning in the ways of war, and having learnt much of the Eastern styles of medecine, he returns to the Southern lands, to try and find a life to live, and an end to his journey.
Goals/Aspirations: To start a new life with a purpose, perhaps become Master of Arms for the King of Lebonwaith and resurrect his Order as a force of law and justice, keeping the peace and protecting the land. He'd also quite like to find a lady... And maybe somewhere under all that the deep dark burning hatred of Drows... maybe...
Roleplaying Stats(Distribute 15 points amongst these 5 rp stats. No category can have an amount higher than 6 assigned to it, except for wealth)
HP 20/20
MP 10/10
Attack: 5
Defense: 4
Agility: 5
Burst: 1
Wealth: 0m
