Post by mizicar on Dec 20, 2009 18:32:47 GMT -6
Name: Mizicar
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Weapons: Battleaxes, Bows
Appearance: The only way to describe Mizicar would be rough. he has a stubbly 5'0 clock shadow, with shaggy dirty blond hair. his eyes are grey and cloudy, mistaking him for being blind. being about 6 ft tall, with a muscular and tone build, and a giant scar that runs from the top of his chest to the bottom of his abs. he scares away most people. so he hides his face under a hood most of the time. never really removing it unless he feels comfortable.
History: Mizicar was an orphan, but not a birth. he lived in a small town in Idubia, with his mother and father. his parents were farmers so work was a daily part of his life, his work consisted of running errands and completing tasks at his parents request. When fetching some seed for his parents in the market, an army of bandits ran through the town killing everyone and everything in their path. Mizicar then ran to his home to tell his parents about the bandits. As he ran through the door he witnessed his father being run through with a rusted sword. He stood in shock at what he had seen. The bandit then turned to his mother, who begged for her life. Mizicar, overrun with emotions ran from his home, back to the market where he hid amidst a pile of bodies until the bandits left. for three days he hid in that pile. and when he emerged he was blank, for all his remorse, his pity, his sorrow, his anger stayed within that pile. He then traveled by foot to Secstial, where he became a thief and a begger. When he came of age he enlisted in the Yviex Army. For 2 years he stayed, battle after bloody battle. It became known amongst his generals, that he was a skilled warrior, too skilled. so an assassination attempt almost cost him his life, it left him with a scar on his chest. so he left the army to become a mercenary, taking on any contract as simple as an escort, to as extreme as assassinating a public official.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Weapons: Battleaxes, Bows
Appearance: The only way to describe Mizicar would be rough. he has a stubbly 5'0 clock shadow, with shaggy dirty blond hair. his eyes are grey and cloudy, mistaking him for being blind. being about 6 ft tall, with a muscular and tone build, and a giant scar that runs from the top of his chest to the bottom of his abs. he scares away most people. so he hides his face under a hood most of the time. never really removing it unless he feels comfortable.
History: Mizicar was an orphan, but not a birth. he lived in a small town in Idubia, with his mother and father. his parents were farmers so work was a daily part of his life, his work consisted of running errands and completing tasks at his parents request. When fetching some seed for his parents in the market, an army of bandits ran through the town killing everyone and everything in their path. Mizicar then ran to his home to tell his parents about the bandits. As he ran through the door he witnessed his father being run through with a rusted sword. He stood in shock at what he had seen. The bandit then turned to his mother, who begged for her life. Mizicar, overrun with emotions ran from his home, back to the market where he hid amidst a pile of bodies until the bandits left. for three days he hid in that pile. and when he emerged he was blank, for all his remorse, his pity, his sorrow, his anger stayed within that pile. He then traveled by foot to Secstial, where he became a thief and a begger. When he came of age he enlisted in the Yviex Army. For 2 years he stayed, battle after bloody battle. It became known amongst his generals, that he was a skilled warrior, too skilled. so an assassination attempt almost cost him his life, it left him with a scar on his chest. so he left the army to become a mercenary, taking on any contract as simple as an escort, to as extreme as assassinating a public official.