Post by glenn on Oct 18, 2009 23:24:25 GMT -6
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Glenn Voltschek
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Hails From:
Feriay
Ranking:
Weapons:
Claymore
Abilities:
If he has any ability it would be his durability as a human.
Can speak Elvish.
Can speak Elvish.
Companions:
None
Occupation:
Hunter//Merc
Appearance:
Glenn Has too many scars to list as his body is riddled with them from such a reckless life style. He stands five foot eleven, and has a muscular build much of that of a full back. His eyes are deep bearing much sorrow and pain within the brown pupils, how hair black and mangy as it lays splayed atop his head messily in short spikes. His head is much a rectangle not narrowing much giving him much of a hero look with his stern jaw.
Personality:
Glenn is a short tempered person who tends to rush in without looking or reading much the signs. His life runs on impulse and he always feels he must keep moving in order to keep the sorrow buried in his heart free from his mind. He is a hunter in every sense of the word and he truly feels that each kill he makes is an honest and true piece of work. Glenn is not much a deep person really his motive run on pain and hate that his mind turns to what he feels as righteous. See he has become a hunter out of his sheer hate of those that chose to flaunt themselves as higher then humans due to their race, and he feels the best pleasure from those he sees as the highest offenders, Vampires, and Elves.
The meaning for his sorrow is having been raised by the very things that he hates, elves, as well as always being alone never having another who shares his beliefs, but he fights still to keep it all deep inside never once shedding a tear or whimper for it through all his efforts.
In addition his hate may also be contributed t Auditory hallucinations where he literally hears others talking down of him. Most of the time he points this to the off races and not humans.
The meaning for his sorrow is having been raised by the very things that he hates, elves, as well as always being alone never having another who shares his beliefs, but he fights still to keep it all deep inside never once shedding a tear or whimper for it through all his efforts.
In addition his hate may also be contributed t Auditory hallucinations where he literally hears others talking down of him. Most of the time he points this to the off races and not humans.
History:
Glenn's birth was some what odd his mother died giving birth to him and his father being an aristocrat had decided he did not need the publicity of having a child with a prostitute getting around. Though he had not the heart to kill a child especialy one that was his own son so he took the Moses method and took the child out in a wicker basket to a near by river and let him float down the stream.
Turned out Glenn was lucky enough to be found by a elvish hunter who lived in the village Feriay, and took him home with him. The elf's name was Lortholas, and he too had no family so he took in the human baby. At first as time passed Glenn was happy he knew not prejudice nor racism, and was completely happy Lortholas being one of the few who had not minded the child being a human began to teach Glenn both his common language and that of the elves. Lortholas always desired for Glenn to fit in though he had given him a more human name, and tried to prepare him to go off to live with his own.
Glenn was happy most of his child hood with the acception of the Rudolph complex he began to have where the other children having not wanting to play with him always talking down to him and not allowing him in on the games. It was these moments that had began to press down on his heart and burrow in some real hatred, and this was just at age six. Though not much of what was said can be denied or confirmed though it is believed that from a psychologists standpoint these where all truly spoken words that only have put his mind in a state for the auditory hallucinations he now suffers from.
As time went on Glenn managed to get into many scrapes with the other kids and due to a bias on him being human he was always shunned always the villain. And finally by the age of thirteen Glenn left the village under night fall though Lortholas is the only one who he trusted there he hated it all and felt he if ever returned to do any deeds would only spare the man who prepared him for this life on the road.
As he wandered out for the north towards what he had seen on the map marked as a town Glenn would be seen jerking his head around every so often with narrowed and burning eyes always hearing someone as if calling to him. This was the first true sign of his Auditory Hallucinations. He always felt it was an angered voice that of his father for the fact that he had taken some of his money before leaving so as to be able to pay his way for a little bit. But Lortholas never came after him causing his heart to ache just a bit but he felt that it was what he saw as best for his son.
Glenn made it to a town within a few days his mind never forgetting the imagery of the map and the exact path he had to take. First thing he had done was grabbed food, and water followed by the needed items of a small dagger for his own protection and new clothes loose fitted cotton and light in color perfect for him to travel in.
After leaving this town he began to travel again for the next one unsure why he didn't stay there with those of his own kind, but he wanted to keep moving, and it was night fall that he learned a new hatred that would make his blood curdle and boil. It was being toyed with by a vampire that soon made him infuriated he was unsure why he was being toyed with but he knew that it was another unnatural being as he saw it just causing more issues. He tried to fend it off with a dagger, but it simply laughed at him unfazed by it. Though it didn't suck his blood she did leave him with a kiss and a whisper of how he was an adorable boy.
Glenn finally after regaining his composure in the eyes of a man named Van, short for Vance. This man named Van was a hunter who had asked the youngster if he had seen a temptress of the night, and Glenn blinked a bit nodding as he held up the bloody dagger, and Van simply ruffled his hair playfully giving him a small set of words how he would need something of a more pure metal.
Glenn would continue to travel now having something worth searching for though through it he would get into more scrapes with bandits, and wild life always using the small dagger, and soon a short sword realizing the dagger was much to small a wound to kill cleanly.
Glenn would realize his goals after obtaining a large claymore, and practicing some with it what he should do... hunt those he hates... now a hunter for hire or even a mercenary in some cases. He is just a scarred young man in search for a place he belongs but never staying put when he gets comfortable just looking for the coin and an outlet for his anger.
Turned out Glenn was lucky enough to be found by a elvish hunter who lived in the village Feriay, and took him home with him. The elf's name was Lortholas, and he too had no family so he took in the human baby. At first as time passed Glenn was happy he knew not prejudice nor racism, and was completely happy Lortholas being one of the few who had not minded the child being a human began to teach Glenn both his common language and that of the elves. Lortholas always desired for Glenn to fit in though he had given him a more human name, and tried to prepare him to go off to live with his own.
Glenn was happy most of his child hood with the acception of the Rudolph complex he began to have where the other children having not wanting to play with him always talking down to him and not allowing him in on the games. It was these moments that had began to press down on his heart and burrow in some real hatred, and this was just at age six. Though not much of what was said can be denied or confirmed though it is believed that from a psychologists standpoint these where all truly spoken words that only have put his mind in a state for the auditory hallucinations he now suffers from.
As time went on Glenn managed to get into many scrapes with the other kids and due to a bias on him being human he was always shunned always the villain. And finally by the age of thirteen Glenn left the village under night fall though Lortholas is the only one who he trusted there he hated it all and felt he if ever returned to do any deeds would only spare the man who prepared him for this life on the road.
As he wandered out for the north towards what he had seen on the map marked as a town Glenn would be seen jerking his head around every so often with narrowed and burning eyes always hearing someone as if calling to him. This was the first true sign of his Auditory Hallucinations. He always felt it was an angered voice that of his father for the fact that he had taken some of his money before leaving so as to be able to pay his way for a little bit. But Lortholas never came after him causing his heart to ache just a bit but he felt that it was what he saw as best for his son.
Glenn made it to a town within a few days his mind never forgetting the imagery of the map and the exact path he had to take. First thing he had done was grabbed food, and water followed by the needed items of a small dagger for his own protection and new clothes loose fitted cotton and light in color perfect for him to travel in.
After leaving this town he began to travel again for the next one unsure why he didn't stay there with those of his own kind, but he wanted to keep moving, and it was night fall that he learned a new hatred that would make his blood curdle and boil. It was being toyed with by a vampire that soon made him infuriated he was unsure why he was being toyed with but he knew that it was another unnatural being as he saw it just causing more issues. He tried to fend it off with a dagger, but it simply laughed at him unfazed by it. Though it didn't suck his blood she did leave him with a kiss and a whisper of how he was an adorable boy.
Glenn finally after regaining his composure in the eyes of a man named Van, short for Vance. This man named Van was a hunter who had asked the youngster if he had seen a temptress of the night, and Glenn blinked a bit nodding as he held up the bloody dagger, and Van simply ruffled his hair playfully giving him a small set of words how he would need something of a more pure metal.
Glenn would continue to travel now having something worth searching for though through it he would get into more scrapes with bandits, and wild life always using the small dagger, and soon a short sword realizing the dagger was much to small a wound to kill cleanly.
Glenn would realize his goals after obtaining a large claymore, and practicing some with it what he should do... hunt those he hates... now a hunter for hire or even a mercenary in some cases. He is just a scarred young man in search for a place he belongs but never staying put when he gets comfortable just looking for the coin and an outlet for his anger.