Hitore Yamu
Dec 14, 2011 18:44:43 GMT -5
Post by qsdcv on Dec 14, 2011 18:44:43 GMT -5
Full Name: Hitore Yamu
Other name: Yamu (He just likes to go by this, and many times I will end up calling myself Yamu)
Race: Elf
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Silthrim
Age: 121
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 14
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Night black, flowing hair, longer then most males, but he likes it that way. He never ties it back.
Weight: 164
Height: 5'11"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): He enjoys to wield one, slim yet sharp sword, preferably on his right hand. He casts with his left hand whenever he can, and is some-what proficient with a bow. His signature sword is called Andlet (Basically "death"), which has a dark hilt, while the blade is blood-red, though in a blur people mistaken it for being white. He doesn't have a signature bow, however. He never attempts to wield a shield, though if given the chance and going into a major battle/war, he usually will get a strong, yet light shield.
Appearance: He is white, even pale. He often wears white robes, though not to long, and wears armor under it. The armor he wears is either white or blue, as those are his favorite colors. He doesn't like heavy armor, usually it is made of leather. If the leather armor is not already dyed white or blue, he will dye it himself. He doesn't like to wear casual clothes, he says you must be ready to fight at any point in time.
Likes:
Nature, or natural things.
Singing(He is an elf, after all.)
Magic
Close-ranged combat
Training
Being in small groups( 2-3 other people) or alone
Dislikes:
Large groups(over ten people)
Dwarves
Strengths:
Magic
Sharp-tounged
Weakness:
No patience
Being in wide-open spaces(He usually feels uneasy in them)
Family:
Father: Unknown(May unveal later if it becomes important)
Mother: Shuveral Narsha, Blacksmith (Deceased)
Not-So-Brief History: Yamu was a fighter from birth. He always picked fights with others, elf or not. He tried to adventure from Du Weldenvarden, but his mother was very protective of him, which was strange for an Elf. One day, his mother agreed to let him go, but she was to go with him. Before they left, she took advice from a fortune teller(not Angela), and HE told her three things. One, she would die within a year, very soon in a matter of fact. She was saddened by this fact, but accepted it. Two, her son, Yamu, would find "a friend of true honor". Three, he told him when she died, she would give the object that she had from birth to him. She knew what this was, but she never thought of her son using this sword. They went out, planning to go all the way to Surda.
They adventured through Du Weldenvarden, and planned to travel straight south, through Gil'ead, and continue down to Surda. However, while traveling, they found...an egg. It caught Yamu's eyes. He picked it up, and felt...warmth from it. It was winter when this happened, so he decided to keep it with him. Little did he know, a group of merchants had trailed him, knowing that he was heading somewhere important. There leader, unknown to this day, knew that that "stone" was an egg, for he had studied dragons since he could read. He decided to attack them the next night, when they were sleeping.
At night, they attacked. They surrounded the two elves little camp, arrows blazing. Luckily, Yamu had heard them behind them before, plotting. He had set up wards around him, and when they attacked, two skinny, tall men with knives attacked him head-on. He had no weapon, but luckily he was proficient in magic then. He destroyed them with a simple phrase, "Letta hjarta!" As the men fell in front of him, to his surprise, he remembered he forgot to put wards on his mother. She was old, and often forgot words from the ancient language. He looked back and, to his dismay, saw there were two burly men with swords fighting her, and at night her memory loss is even worse then normal. She was able to dispatch the two men easily, and Yamu could tell she had put some wards on herself by the way a sword had moved away from her. However, surprising both Yamu and Shuveral, one of the merchants had a bow, and handled it very well. With a swish movement of his hand, he fired an arrow right at Shuveral, which had somehow passed through her wards and right into her heart. Yamu became insane as the sight, and grabbed a knife from one of his attackers and threw it right at the archer with magic, impaling his head. There was only one merchant left, the leader of them. Yamu looked at him, anger filling his eyes, grabbed his mothers sword, and cut his head clean off.
He buried his mother in the spot where she died. He held out the stone and planned to put it on her grave, but before he did, it cracked. He was amazed by it, as it cracked more and more, revealing a blue baby dragon. He just stared at it, and started to cry. He adventured on to Surda, his mother buried and the burial hidden with magic. He decided, soon, that going to Surda with a dragon wouldn't be very smart. So he decided to adventure to the Spine, to live there with his dragon and to raise it. It was hard, but in the end, his dragon named Hezyno Nesko, his Gedwëy ignasia on his left hand, his mothers sword, Andlet, in his right, he finally made it to the Spine. He decided to make his home in Fasaloft, keeping Hezyno hidden. Once Hezy was large, smart, and stronger then ever before, along with Yamu being stronger, he decided to live on alone, adventuring through the Spine, trying to avoid Urgal villages. He has been living alone for four years now, getting only stronger, as well as his dragon. Now, as the Varden and the Empire battling it out, he is thinking about going to join the battle for the Varden, and he is flying out now to join the Varden's fight against the Empire.
Anything extra: I'm sorry most of the history is mostly recent imformation, I prefer to give out more history as the story progresses.
Dragon!
Name: Hezyno Nesko (Hezy is the nickname. :/)
Age: In years, 4 and a quarter
Physical description: (picture below, only tail about half as long, and perhaps a bit smaller, especially his wings.)
Where they hatched: Wild (More information in "Not-So-Brief-History")
Personality: Very patient, unlike Yamu, and has a deep yet silky voice. He enjoys water, and when drinking beer or some variation, he looses his temper easier then normal. Otherwise, he's a smart, patient, dragon that doesn't lose his temper easily.
Password: [[Witch]] [[of Teirm]]
Other name: Yamu (He just likes to go by this, and many times I will end up calling myself Yamu)
Race: Elf
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Silthrim
Age: 121
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 14
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Night black, flowing hair, longer then most males, but he likes it that way. He never ties it back.
Weight: 164
Height: 5'11"
Magic User: Yes
Preferred Weapon(s): He enjoys to wield one, slim yet sharp sword, preferably on his right hand. He casts with his left hand whenever he can, and is some-what proficient with a bow. His signature sword is called Andlet (Basically "death"), which has a dark hilt, while the blade is blood-red, though in a blur people mistaken it for being white. He doesn't have a signature bow, however. He never attempts to wield a shield, though if given the chance and going into a major battle/war, he usually will get a strong, yet light shield.
Appearance: He is white, even pale. He often wears white robes, though not to long, and wears armor under it. The armor he wears is either white or blue, as those are his favorite colors. He doesn't like heavy armor, usually it is made of leather. If the leather armor is not already dyed white or blue, he will dye it himself. He doesn't like to wear casual clothes, he says you must be ready to fight at any point in time.
Likes:
Nature, or natural things.
Singing(He is an elf, after all.)
Magic
Close-ranged combat
Training
Being in small groups( 2-3 other people) or alone
Dislikes:
Large groups(over ten people)
Dwarves
Strengths:
Magic
Sharp-tounged
Weakness:
No patience
Being in wide-open spaces(He usually feels uneasy in them)
Family:
Father: Unknown(May unveal later if it becomes important)
Mother: Shuveral Narsha, Blacksmith (Deceased)
Not-So-Brief History: Yamu was a fighter from birth. He always picked fights with others, elf or not. He tried to adventure from Du Weldenvarden, but his mother was very protective of him, which was strange for an Elf. One day, his mother agreed to let him go, but she was to go with him. Before they left, she took advice from a fortune teller(not Angela), and HE told her three things. One, she would die within a year, very soon in a matter of fact. She was saddened by this fact, but accepted it. Two, her son, Yamu, would find "a friend of true honor". Three, he told him when she died, she would give the object that she had from birth to him. She knew what this was, but she never thought of her son using this sword. They went out, planning to go all the way to Surda.
They adventured through Du Weldenvarden, and planned to travel straight south, through Gil'ead, and continue down to Surda. However, while traveling, they found...an egg. It caught Yamu's eyes. He picked it up, and felt...warmth from it. It was winter when this happened, so he decided to keep it with him. Little did he know, a group of merchants had trailed him, knowing that he was heading somewhere important. There leader, unknown to this day, knew that that "stone" was an egg, for he had studied dragons since he could read. He decided to attack them the next night, when they were sleeping.
At night, they attacked. They surrounded the two elves little camp, arrows blazing. Luckily, Yamu had heard them behind them before, plotting. He had set up wards around him, and when they attacked, two skinny, tall men with knives attacked him head-on. He had no weapon, but luckily he was proficient in magic then. He destroyed them with a simple phrase, "Letta hjarta!" As the men fell in front of him, to his surprise, he remembered he forgot to put wards on his mother. She was old, and often forgot words from the ancient language. He looked back and, to his dismay, saw there were two burly men with swords fighting her, and at night her memory loss is even worse then normal. She was able to dispatch the two men easily, and Yamu could tell she had put some wards on herself by the way a sword had moved away from her. However, surprising both Yamu and Shuveral, one of the merchants had a bow, and handled it very well. With a swish movement of his hand, he fired an arrow right at Shuveral, which had somehow passed through her wards and right into her heart. Yamu became insane as the sight, and grabbed a knife from one of his attackers and threw it right at the archer with magic, impaling his head. There was only one merchant left, the leader of them. Yamu looked at him, anger filling his eyes, grabbed his mothers sword, and cut his head clean off.
He buried his mother in the spot where she died. He held out the stone and planned to put it on her grave, but before he did, it cracked. He was amazed by it, as it cracked more and more, revealing a blue baby dragon. He just stared at it, and started to cry. He adventured on to Surda, his mother buried and the burial hidden with magic. He decided, soon, that going to Surda with a dragon wouldn't be very smart. So he decided to adventure to the Spine, to live there with his dragon and to raise it. It was hard, but in the end, his dragon named Hezyno Nesko, his Gedwëy ignasia on his left hand, his mothers sword, Andlet, in his right, he finally made it to the Spine. He decided to make his home in Fasaloft, keeping Hezyno hidden. Once Hezy was large, smart, and stronger then ever before, along with Yamu being stronger, he decided to live on alone, adventuring through the Spine, trying to avoid Urgal villages. He has been living alone for four years now, getting only stronger, as well as his dragon. Now, as the Varden and the Empire battling it out, he is thinking about going to join the battle for the Varden, and he is flying out now to join the Varden's fight against the Empire.
Anything extra: I'm sorry most of the history is mostly recent imformation, I prefer to give out more history as the story progresses.
Dragon!
Name: Hezyno Nesko (Hezy is the nickname. :/)
Age: In years, 4 and a quarter
Physical description: (picture below, only tail about half as long, and perhaps a bit smaller, especially his wings.)
Where they hatched: Wild (More information in "Not-So-Brief-History")
Personality: Very patient, unlike Yamu, and has a deep yet silky voice. He enjoys water, and when drinking beer or some variation, he looses his temper easier then normal. Otherwise, he's a smart, patient, dragon that doesn't lose his temper easily.
Password: [[Witch]] [[of Teirm]]
