Ramok
Apr 27, 2006 17:03:58 GMT -5
Post by ramok on Apr 27, 2006 17:03:58 GMT -5
Full Name: Ramok
Other name: None
Race:: Shade
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Uru'baen
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Birthday: July 25
Eyes: Red unfeeling eyes with slitted black pupils
Hair: Blood red hair that is spiked
Weight: 195 lb
Height: 6'9"
Magic User: Yes
Clothing: Ramok wears black segmented armor so as to not impede his natural dexterity He also usually wears a black cloak with a hood to hide his identity.
Preferred Weapon(s): A steel sword with a raven engraved on the blade. This weapon is cursed so that even a shallow cut will be difficult to heal with magic and if left unhealed will fester and begin rotting the person from the inside out.
Personality: Ramok is unfeeling. He doesn't shirk from killing but doesn't revel in it. He will look at you and kill you not because he wants to but because it has to be done. He takes no pleasure in it. The only thing that he enjoys is furthering the empire's cause.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Shades, The Empire
Dislikes: The Varden, fools.
Family: Father: Hardon Mother: Kiran
History:Ramok was born to parents in Uru'baen.His father was a general in Galabatorix's army. From the time he could walk he was being trained with the sword. Early on they discovered that he could summon spirits as well. He was put under the tutalige of the greatest scorcerers in Alagaesia. Ramok's training took up so much time that he rarley had any time to play or have fun. Quickly however the training became what he enjoyed. By the time he was 15 he could best almost everyone in Uru'baen with the sword or with magic. However he continued training. When he joined the army he was the best swordsman in it. He quickly moved up the ranks until he was in command of a squadron of warropr-scorcers. He was always on the front lines and he carved a path through the enemy with magic and his blade. During a difficult battle he summoned a powerful spirit but he couldn't controll it. The spirit took him over in a blink of an eye. His hair slowly changed from brown to the color of the blood of the people he kills. People cower when they look at his uncaring face and malovent expression. During his travels he found a master swordsmith who was working with the varden. Ramok comissioned him to make a sword with a raven on the blade. He chose the raven because it is a symbol of death and that was what this blade would bring. Once the sword was done Ramok took the blade and killed it's traitorous maker. He then burned the swordsmith's body and doused the blade in the smoke. This act cursed the blade so that after you have gotten one nick from it, it would be best to drive a dagger through your heart for people who have gotten cut by this blade start rotting alive so once they die they look nothing like the person they once were.
Anything extra: None
Other name: None
Race:: Shade
Side: Empire
Birthplace: Uru'baen
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Birthday: July 25
Eyes: Red unfeeling eyes with slitted black pupils
Hair: Blood red hair that is spiked
Weight: 195 lb
Height: 6'9"
Magic User: Yes
Clothing: Ramok wears black segmented armor so as to not impede his natural dexterity He also usually wears a black cloak with a hood to hide his identity.
Preferred Weapon(s): A steel sword with a raven engraved on the blade. This weapon is cursed so that even a shallow cut will be difficult to heal with magic and if left unhealed will fester and begin rotting the person from the inside out.
Personality: Ramok is unfeeling. He doesn't shirk from killing but doesn't revel in it. He will look at you and kill you not because he wants to but because it has to be done. He takes no pleasure in it. The only thing that he enjoys is furthering the empire's cause.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Shades, The Empire
Dislikes: The Varden, fools.
Family: Father: Hardon Mother: Kiran
History:Ramok was born to parents in Uru'baen.His father was a general in Galabatorix's army. From the time he could walk he was being trained with the sword. Early on they discovered that he could summon spirits as well. He was put under the tutalige of the greatest scorcerers in Alagaesia. Ramok's training took up so much time that he rarley had any time to play or have fun. Quickly however the training became what he enjoyed. By the time he was 15 he could best almost everyone in Uru'baen with the sword or with magic. However he continued training. When he joined the army he was the best swordsman in it. He quickly moved up the ranks until he was in command of a squadron of warropr-scorcers. He was always on the front lines and he carved a path through the enemy with magic and his blade. During a difficult battle he summoned a powerful spirit but he couldn't controll it. The spirit took him over in a blink of an eye. His hair slowly changed from brown to the color of the blood of the people he kills. People cower when they look at his uncaring face and malovent expression. During his travels he found a master swordsmith who was working with the varden. Ramok comissioned him to make a sword with a raven on the blade. He chose the raven because it is a symbol of death and that was what this blade would bring. Once the sword was done Ramok took the blade and killed it's traitorous maker. He then burned the swordsmith's body and doused the blade in the smoke. This act cursed the blade so that after you have gotten one nick from it, it would be best to drive a dagger through your heart for people who have gotten cut by this blade start rotting alive so once they die they look nothing like the person they once were.
Anything extra: None
