Post by wingz on Aug 28, 2009 15:51:10 GMT -6
Name: Olivier Boronartu
Age: 75 Years
Gender: Male
Race: Angelic
Hails From: The caves of Avalast, Where he was raised by trolls since he was young.
Ranking: Warrior
Weapons:Uses a Gilded Tipped Spear and a White Gold Long Bow given to him by his Angelic father at birth
Abilities: Can fly for a limited amount of time, essentially magickless, can only use enough wind magic to rustle the leaves of trees.
Companions:None to speak of
Occupation: He's A jack of all trades. And will do whatever needs done.
Appearance: A little over Average height for humans, with short, bright blonde hair. His wings are stunted and are a shade off from white, with hints of red around the feathered tips.
Personality:
Olivier is an odd man fond of the caves in which he grew up, he loves tight places and has no real attraction for the opposite sex (or same sex). He's a cold logical person who really only trusts his adoptive troll family. He also despises all Angelics.
History:
From his birth he was labeled Pariah by his own race and was cast aside by his father when he learned he would be less than perfect. Originally born Olivier Ariea, when he was cast aside by his father he made his way to Avalast dragging along his precious long bow, where he was found and taken pity on by a troll name Arsen Boronartu, a miner. Arsen adopted the young distraught Angelic and took him as one of his own. Arsen found Olivier when he was around 10 years old and Olivier took Arsen's last name around 5 years later. On his 25th naming day Arsen gave Olivier a Spear made of the finest metals found in the mine. A shaft made of the highest quality Avalastian steel brandished until it shone like white gold. With a spear head crafted of the finest mithril to be found in the mines with inlaid gold accents. Overjoyed with the gift he thanked his father and set off on his journeys where he began to truly experience the world. He fought for local lords as a Knight, he'd scouted ahead for armies and been a spy for kings and queens alike. These journeys, though bringing great joy and sorrow, revealed the true nature of the world to him. He trusts few and shies away from any form of romantic relationship. Trusting only his Spear, his Bow, and his troll father Arsen.
Age: 75 Years
Gender: Male
Race: Angelic
Hails From: The caves of Avalast, Where he was raised by trolls since he was young.
Ranking: Warrior
Weapons:Uses a Gilded Tipped Spear and a White Gold Long Bow given to him by his Angelic father at birth
Abilities: Can fly for a limited amount of time, essentially magickless, can only use enough wind magic to rustle the leaves of trees.
Companions:None to speak of
Occupation: He's A jack of all trades. And will do whatever needs done.
Appearance: A little over Average height for humans, with short, bright blonde hair. His wings are stunted and are a shade off from white, with hints of red around the feathered tips.
Personality:
Olivier is an odd man fond of the caves in which he grew up, he loves tight places and has no real attraction for the opposite sex (or same sex). He's a cold logical person who really only trusts his adoptive troll family. He also despises all Angelics.
History:
From his birth he was labeled Pariah by his own race and was cast aside by his father when he learned he would be less than perfect. Originally born Olivier Ariea, when he was cast aside by his father he made his way to Avalast dragging along his precious long bow, where he was found and taken pity on by a troll name Arsen Boronartu, a miner. Arsen adopted the young distraught Angelic and took him as one of his own. Arsen found Olivier when he was around 10 years old and Olivier took Arsen's last name around 5 years later. On his 25th naming day Arsen gave Olivier a Spear made of the finest metals found in the mine. A shaft made of the highest quality Avalastian steel brandished until it shone like white gold. With a spear head crafted of the finest mithril to be found in the mines with inlaid gold accents. Overjoyed with the gift he thanked his father and set off on his journeys where he began to truly experience the world. He fought for local lords as a Knight, he'd scouted ahead for armies and been a spy for kings and queens alike. These journeys, though bringing great joy and sorrow, revealed the true nature of the world to him. He trusts few and shies away from any form of romantic relationship. Trusting only his Spear, his Bow, and his troll father Arsen.