Colm Done
Nov 15, 2011 16:27:00 GMT -5
Post by colm on Nov 15, 2011 16:27:00 GMT -5
Full Name: Colm Argetauga
Other name: The Red Shadow, Argetauga (Silver Eye)
Race:: Elf (Soon to Be A Rider)
Side: Neutral, for now
Birthplace: Silthrim, Du Weldenvarden
Age: (115)
Gender:Male
Birthday: Full moon on the 4th Lunar Month (approx April 14th)145 years prior to now.
Eyes: Metallic Silver eyes, almond shaped, slightly deep set.
Hair: Short blonde hair, with slightly longer bangs, his hair often is unkept, but it's not always.
Weight: 195lbs
Height: 6'1
Magic User:Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Dagger, short sword, and more recently, the rider sword Nángoröth (Blasted) it is longer than a short sword but shorter than a long sword, the sword has a marbleized red and green gem in the pommel, and the blade is a mottled dark green, and bright red. The sword is colored like a tree who's leaves have begun to change from green to red.
Personality: Colm has always been a free spirit, he never wanted to have any responsibility. Colm believes in doing what is right, but he's also terrified of failing somebody's expectations, so instead he runs from responsibly, runs from duty. Colm is greedy, but he also despises those who are greedy, it is his belief that because he gives a large portion of what he steals to the needy, it is okay for him to indulge in some luxuries and keep some nice gems and riches for himself. Colm is very thingyy, and often very overly rash, he can't sit idly by while innocents are taken advantage of.
Colm is a thrill seeker, that is part of the reason he is a thief, for the thrill of it. Colm has a short attention span, at least when he's not staking out a place, or a person, that his is going to rob, when he gets bored he tends to seek out trouble. Colm like a challenge, he makes it his goal to achieve extremely difficult robberies. Colm isn't a compulsive liar but he is very skilled at convincing people of what he has to say.
Appearance:
Colm is a tall and well muscled elf, some might say handsome, he'd usually agree. His eyes are they same grey, as polished silver. His eyes are a nice contrast to his almost golden hair, which he keeps relatively short, but doesn't bother to groom. He does not have overly pale or overly tan skin. Colm also has a scar on his chin, a scar which he wars with pride, and several piercings on the top of his left ear.
Colm usually wears a dark tunic, with dark pants and black boots, as well as a red sash, and a golden belt, which the sword Nángoröth hangs from. Colm's trademark piece of clothing his his dark red coat, which earned him the name the red shadow, because it was all anybody would see of him as he retreated from the scene of a robbery he'd committed. Colm wears one family heirloom, a golden ring with a red gemstone, which is known as the ring of deloieldrvarya (Burning Earth) which is said to date back to the war between the dragons and the Elves, when Colm inherited the ring, it was empty of energy, but he's slowly been filling it.
Likes:
Riches
Freedom
Thrills
Risks
A Callenge
Justice
Helping the Poor
Dislikes:
The Rich
Responsibility
Boredom
Rules
Greed
Strengths:
Fast
Stealthy
Great Swordsman
Skilled Magician
Sleight of hand
Persuasive
Weakness:
thingyy
His sword has less range
Is not skilled at shield fighting
His fear of leadership and whatnot
He's really laid back
IS a wanted thief
Thrill seeker
Family:
Lord Rhethos of Silthrim (Father, Dead) Lady Sylivia (Mother)
Not-So-Brief History:
Colm grew up in the city of Silthrim. As the only son of an elf lord, his life was planned out from the moment he was born. Colm was trained in magic, swordsmanship, writing, reading, archery, horseback riding, etiquette, everything a lord would have to know, everything that would make him appear respectable. Colm hated the restrictions and rules placed on him, he resented the other Elves his age, because they had a far more freedoms. The average elf didn't have to sit in on meetings and state dinners. Colm just wanted to be norma, lear magic and fighting, and then be free, he didn't want to lead. Colm was given the name Argetauga for his uniquely silver eyes. Colm tried to run away several times in his childhood, but every time, somebody would find him, and by his eyes identify him, and bring him home.
Colm was young when the Rider War broke out, at that time he had an overly romanticized opinion of the riders, where he believed that the riders had a care free life, but with the war his last hope of escape was destroyed. Colm continued his studies until he was an adult, as an adult Colm left home, after telling his father he would return, when he was needed. Colm spent a long time wandering Du Weldenvarden though, like most of his race during the dark times, he didn't visit other lands. Five years ago Colm's father died. When Colm received his family ring, and the summons to return home, his fear of leadership and his love of traveling, got the better of him, and he fled. Colm fled Du Weldenvarden, and didn't look back. For once he truly felt free of his responsibilities.
After he left Du Weldenvarden Colm found himself in the city of Gil'ead. Colm lived among the humans for months. Over the months Colm became disgusted with the corruption, greed, and the terrible way the poor were treated, in Human society. From this disgust grew an idea, one that went against everything he'd been taught. But Colm wasn't in Du Weldenvarden anymore, he was in the Empire, a whole new world. Colm decided to use his skills to steal from the rich and give to the poor. Over the course of the past five years, Colm has wandered from town to town, protecting the poor, taking a little for himself, and earning a name for himself. Colm was the Red Shadow, a master thief with with quite the bounty on his head. The most precious thing Colm stole, was a green and red rider's sword named Nángoröth (Blasted) from a wealthy military leader. Some day soon, he will steal his dragon, Arrung's, egg.
Anything extra:
Dragon info
Name: Arrung
Gender: Male
Description: Arrung is a dark green dragon, with blotches of a bright red and red eyes. The spikes on his body, as well as his claws, the underside of his body, and his wings are red, the tip of his tail is red and the red fades up his tail, till about half way, he has been described as the color of a tree in autumn whose leaves are beginning to change color, rom a dark green to a fiery red. When he is hatched, he will be rather small, but will grow, like all younglings do at a steady pace.
Personality:
Arrung, is like his rider in many ways, both are rather aloof, though he isn't at all greedy, Arrung sees no need for gems and gold, it's just extra weight to him. Arrung is not afraid to take the lead and do what's right, he's a little cautious, and isn't very rash at all.
Password: Witch of Teirm
Colm crouched on the steeply angled roof of the manor house. Below him he could see the lavish gardens, and the collection of facilities, his mark possessed. Commander Brigedeem, was the archetypical corrupt Fat Cat, the kind he detested. As the sun peaked over the horizon, the red shadow jumped down from his perch onto the roof, a sack filled to bursting with riches. Colm had stolen them hours earlier, but the thrill seeker in him had forced him to lie in wait until his theft was noticed. As the servants began to wake up and notice that so much was missing, Colm could hear their exclamations, as they ran out in search of the thief.
Colm, ran he was much faster than the human's, it was delightful watching the fat housekeeper chase after him, on her stubby little legs. As Colm jumped over the over the low wall, he muttered a quick invisibility spell, and the red shadow escaped once again.
The first stop on his way would be his keep. Deep in the sewers, Colm had found a small room free of sewage, in a secluded section, which served as the perfect place to hide out. Colm opened his bag to examined his spoils. Colm sorted through his goods, separating them into three piles. The first was stuff that could be given to the poor, without endangering them, the second pile was the stuff he could pawn without attracting suspicion, and lastly were the unique objects, which would take much more tact to dispose of. At the bottom of his take Colm found a long wooden box, he didn't know what was in it yet, but he had chosen this box as his prize. As Colm opened the box he found a sword inside, the sword was in a dark green scabbard. Colm took a sharp breath in as he examined his prize, it was unmistakably a rider's sword. As he examined the dark green and red blade, he read the name, Nángoröth (Blasted), it would be a fitting weapon for the red shadow.
Other name: The Red Shadow, Argetauga (Silver Eye)
Race:: Elf (Soon to Be A Rider)
Side: Neutral, for now
Birthplace: Silthrim, Du Weldenvarden
Age: (115)
Gender:Male
Birthday: Full moon on the 4th Lunar Month (approx April 14th)145 years prior to now.
Eyes: Metallic Silver eyes, almond shaped, slightly deep set.
Hair: Short blonde hair, with slightly longer bangs, his hair often is unkept, but it's not always.
Weight: 195lbs
Height: 6'1
Magic User:Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): Dagger, short sword, and more recently, the rider sword Nángoröth (Blasted) it is longer than a short sword but shorter than a long sword, the sword has a marbleized red and green gem in the pommel, and the blade is a mottled dark green, and bright red. The sword is colored like a tree who's leaves have begun to change from green to red.
Personality: Colm has always been a free spirit, he never wanted to have any responsibility. Colm believes in doing what is right, but he's also terrified of failing somebody's expectations, so instead he runs from responsibly, runs from duty. Colm is greedy, but he also despises those who are greedy, it is his belief that because he gives a large portion of what he steals to the needy, it is okay for him to indulge in some luxuries and keep some nice gems and riches for himself. Colm is very thingyy, and often very overly rash, he can't sit idly by while innocents are taken advantage of.
Colm is a thrill seeker, that is part of the reason he is a thief, for the thrill of it. Colm has a short attention span, at least when he's not staking out a place, or a person, that his is going to rob, when he gets bored he tends to seek out trouble. Colm like a challenge, he makes it his goal to achieve extremely difficult robberies. Colm isn't a compulsive liar but he is very skilled at convincing people of what he has to say.
Appearance:
Colm is a tall and well muscled elf, some might say handsome, he'd usually agree. His eyes are they same grey, as polished silver. His eyes are a nice contrast to his almost golden hair, which he keeps relatively short, but doesn't bother to groom. He does not have overly pale or overly tan skin. Colm also has a scar on his chin, a scar which he wars with pride, and several piercings on the top of his left ear.
Colm usually wears a dark tunic, with dark pants and black boots, as well as a red sash, and a golden belt, which the sword Nángoröth hangs from. Colm's trademark piece of clothing his his dark red coat, which earned him the name the red shadow, because it was all anybody would see of him as he retreated from the scene of a robbery he'd committed. Colm wears one family heirloom, a golden ring with a red gemstone, which is known as the ring of deloieldrvarya (Burning Earth) which is said to date back to the war between the dragons and the Elves, when Colm inherited the ring, it was empty of energy, but he's slowly been filling it.
Likes:
Riches
Freedom
Thrills
Risks
A Callenge
Justice
Helping the Poor
Dislikes:
The Rich
Responsibility
Boredom
Rules
Greed
Strengths:
Fast
Stealthy
Great Swordsman
Skilled Magician
Sleight of hand
Persuasive
Weakness:
thingyy
His sword has less range
Is not skilled at shield fighting
His fear of leadership and whatnot
He's really laid back
IS a wanted thief
Thrill seeker
Family:
Lord Rhethos of Silthrim (Father, Dead) Lady Sylivia (Mother)
Not-So-Brief History:
Colm grew up in the city of Silthrim. As the only son of an elf lord, his life was planned out from the moment he was born. Colm was trained in magic, swordsmanship, writing, reading, archery, horseback riding, etiquette, everything a lord would have to know, everything that would make him appear respectable. Colm hated the restrictions and rules placed on him, he resented the other Elves his age, because they had a far more freedoms. The average elf didn't have to sit in on meetings and state dinners. Colm just wanted to be norma, lear magic and fighting, and then be free, he didn't want to lead. Colm was given the name Argetauga for his uniquely silver eyes. Colm tried to run away several times in his childhood, but every time, somebody would find him, and by his eyes identify him, and bring him home.
Colm was young when the Rider War broke out, at that time he had an overly romanticized opinion of the riders, where he believed that the riders had a care free life, but with the war his last hope of escape was destroyed. Colm continued his studies until he was an adult, as an adult Colm left home, after telling his father he would return, when he was needed. Colm spent a long time wandering Du Weldenvarden though, like most of his race during the dark times, he didn't visit other lands. Five years ago Colm's father died. When Colm received his family ring, and the summons to return home, his fear of leadership and his love of traveling, got the better of him, and he fled. Colm fled Du Weldenvarden, and didn't look back. For once he truly felt free of his responsibilities.
After he left Du Weldenvarden Colm found himself in the city of Gil'ead. Colm lived among the humans for months. Over the months Colm became disgusted with the corruption, greed, and the terrible way the poor were treated, in Human society. From this disgust grew an idea, one that went against everything he'd been taught. But Colm wasn't in Du Weldenvarden anymore, he was in the Empire, a whole new world. Colm decided to use his skills to steal from the rich and give to the poor. Over the course of the past five years, Colm has wandered from town to town, protecting the poor, taking a little for himself, and earning a name for himself. Colm was the Red Shadow, a master thief with with quite the bounty on his head. The most precious thing Colm stole, was a green and red rider's sword named Nángoröth (Blasted) from a wealthy military leader. Some day soon, he will steal his dragon, Arrung's, egg.
Anything extra:
Dragon info
Name: Arrung
Gender: Male
Description: Arrung is a dark green dragon, with blotches of a bright red and red eyes. The spikes on his body, as well as his claws, the underside of his body, and his wings are red, the tip of his tail is red and the red fades up his tail, till about half way, he has been described as the color of a tree in autumn whose leaves are beginning to change color, rom a dark green to a fiery red. When he is hatched, he will be rather small, but will grow, like all younglings do at a steady pace.
Personality:
Arrung, is like his rider in many ways, both are rather aloof, though he isn't at all greedy, Arrung sees no need for gems and gold, it's just extra weight to him. Arrung is not afraid to take the lead and do what's right, he's a little cautious, and isn't very rash at all.
Password: Witch of Teirm
Colm crouched on the steeply angled roof of the manor house. Below him he could see the lavish gardens, and the collection of facilities, his mark possessed. Commander Brigedeem, was the archetypical corrupt Fat Cat, the kind he detested. As the sun peaked over the horizon, the red shadow jumped down from his perch onto the roof, a sack filled to bursting with riches. Colm had stolen them hours earlier, but the thrill seeker in him had forced him to lie in wait until his theft was noticed. As the servants began to wake up and notice that so much was missing, Colm could hear their exclamations, as they ran out in search of the thief.
Colm, ran he was much faster than the human's, it was delightful watching the fat housekeeper chase after him, on her stubby little legs. As Colm jumped over the over the low wall, he muttered a quick invisibility spell, and the red shadow escaped once again.
The first stop on his way would be his keep. Deep in the sewers, Colm had found a small room free of sewage, in a secluded section, which served as the perfect place to hide out. Colm opened his bag to examined his spoils. Colm sorted through his goods, separating them into three piles. The first was stuff that could be given to the poor, without endangering them, the second pile was the stuff he could pawn without attracting suspicion, and lastly were the unique objects, which would take much more tact to dispose of. At the bottom of his take Colm found a long wooden box, he didn't know what was in it yet, but he had chosen this box as his prize. As Colm opened the box he found a sword inside, the sword was in a dark green scabbard. Colm took a sharp breath in as he examined his prize, it was unmistakably a rider's sword. As he examined the dark green and red blade, he read the name, Nángoröth (Blasted), it would be a fitting weapon for the red shadow.
