Arcturus Ozeth
Mar 24, 2007 10:07:37 GMT -5
Post by arcturus on Mar 24, 2007 10:07:37 GMT -5
Full Name: Arcturus Ozeth
Other name: Just Arcturus, mother used to call him Archy
Race:: Human
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Ceris (Eastern Du Weldenvarden)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Birthday: The day of the Agaeti Blodhren celebration
Eyes: ice blue
Hair: Shaggy, medium/long length blond (over the ears and most of the neck, but not shoulder length)
Weight: around 185
Height: 5'10" to 6'
Magic User: yes
Clothing: white hood/cape with black trim, light steel armor with black trimmings on the breastplate. the pauldrons have small spikes jutting out, representing miniature spines of a dragon. Bracers, gauntlets, grieves, and boots all with the same design of the breastplate, all over a black tunic and pants.
Preferred Weapon(s): A double bladed elven sword, that he can separate into two separate tools of destruction. The metal of the blades are normal metal color with the tiniest hint of cyan hue in it, the handle part(not exactly sure if you'd call it a pommel or not) is wrapped in dyed light cyan blue leather and wound in white wire. An Elf trader sold Arcturus's great Grandfather this weapon, and was passed down to Arcturus's father who died, so Arcturus, seeing this as one of his few birthrights, took it with him after his tragedy
(also, I'm not implying that this is a rider's sword by stating that it has a cyan hue, I'm just suggesting that it was made from some other mineral besides steel, mithril maybe?)
also he will have several arrowheads that he propels with magic, and a small, elven made crossbow.
Personality: calm, and reassuring to most people, but to his friends he is funny, playful and sometime very serious. In battle hes very unpredictable and wild, but never looses control of himself.
Likes/Dislikes: likes anything but meat, and especially loves elven sung apples, reading, and making frequent trips to taverns with friends. he dislikes cowards, and traitors, greedy people that will stab others in the back for coin and power. To him these people are the swine of the darkness, the lowest scum possible, Save for Galbatorix himself, but even he has somewhat more respect than them in Arcturus's eyes.
Family: Mara Ozeth (mother) and Orus Ozeth (father)
Brief History: After his parents were both slayed by a hungry Ra'zack, and he, saved by a Rider that was tracking it got blessed by the rider because he thought Arcturus had potential. He made his way south, to make a living of his own. In the docks of Ceris, he met a old, retired Dwarven magician. The dwarf continued his training in magic(as his mother had taught him the basic principles of it, and was pretty good at it)As they were heading south. While getting farther south in the az Ragni river, they were surrounded on two sides by mountains, when the stopped they're boat/traveler's raft. Arcturus headed out to hunt for some meat(for the dwarf) and find some fruit and mushrooms for himself. then Arcturus came across a large, wounded Fanghur. The dwarf had told him about these and, being rare enough already, he nursed it back to health with magic, and time. after this the two, Arcturus and the Fanghur, established a mental bond, but because Fanghurs aren't as Intelligent as dragons there conversations weren't as lively, but the Fanghur did have a lively personality. He was dim gray on the bottom of him and black on the top, his talons and fangs were very white and clean, and his eyes were a piercing blue-green. Arcturus named him Reaver, after his Grandfathers Nickname.
Anything extra:-
Other name: Just Arcturus, mother used to call him Archy
Race:: Human
Side: Varden
Birthplace: Ceris (Eastern Du Weldenvarden)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Birthday: The day of the Agaeti Blodhren celebration
Eyes: ice blue
Hair: Shaggy, medium/long length blond (over the ears and most of the neck, but not shoulder length)
Weight: around 185
Height: 5'10" to 6'
Magic User: yes
Clothing: white hood/cape with black trim, light steel armor with black trimmings on the breastplate. the pauldrons have small spikes jutting out, representing miniature spines of a dragon. Bracers, gauntlets, grieves, and boots all with the same design of the breastplate, all over a black tunic and pants.
Preferred Weapon(s): A double bladed elven sword, that he can separate into two separate tools of destruction. The metal of the blades are normal metal color with the tiniest hint of cyan hue in it, the handle part(not exactly sure if you'd call it a pommel or not) is wrapped in dyed light cyan blue leather and wound in white wire. An Elf trader sold Arcturus's great Grandfather this weapon, and was passed down to Arcturus's father who died, so Arcturus, seeing this as one of his few birthrights, took it with him after his tragedy
(also, I'm not implying that this is a rider's sword by stating that it has a cyan hue, I'm just suggesting that it was made from some other mineral besides steel, mithril maybe?)
also he will have several arrowheads that he propels with magic, and a small, elven made crossbow.
Personality: calm, and reassuring to most people, but to his friends he is funny, playful and sometime very serious. In battle hes very unpredictable and wild, but never looses control of himself.
Likes/Dislikes: likes anything but meat, and especially loves elven sung apples, reading, and making frequent trips to taverns with friends. he dislikes cowards, and traitors, greedy people that will stab others in the back for coin and power. To him these people are the swine of the darkness, the lowest scum possible, Save for Galbatorix himself, but even he has somewhat more respect than them in Arcturus's eyes.
Family: Mara Ozeth (mother) and Orus Ozeth (father)
Brief History: After his parents were both slayed by a hungry Ra'zack, and he, saved by a Rider that was tracking it got blessed by the rider because he thought Arcturus had potential. He made his way south, to make a living of his own. In the docks of Ceris, he met a old, retired Dwarven magician. The dwarf continued his training in magic(as his mother had taught him the basic principles of it, and was pretty good at it)As they were heading south. While getting farther south in the az Ragni river, they were surrounded on two sides by mountains, when the stopped they're boat/traveler's raft. Arcturus headed out to hunt for some meat(for the dwarf) and find some fruit and mushrooms for himself. then Arcturus came across a large, wounded Fanghur. The dwarf had told him about these and, being rare enough already, he nursed it back to health with magic, and time. after this the two, Arcturus and the Fanghur, established a mental bond, but because Fanghurs aren't as Intelligent as dragons there conversations weren't as lively, but the Fanghur did have a lively personality. He was dim gray on the bottom of him and black on the top, his talons and fangs were very white and clean, and his eyes were a piercing blue-green. Arcturus named him Reaver, after his Grandfathers Nickname.
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