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+ | This person stands at roughly six feet and is broad of built. He weighs around two hundred and ten pounds, a significant portion of that weight being muscles. A great sword can be seen poking out of a slit-hole at the back of his coat, as well as a composite longbow and a quiver of arrows. There are several daggers strapped around his body, numbering six in total. A falchion blade is scabbard'ed on one hip. A magical glaive criss-crosses the great sword behind his back. |
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+ | An elegant blue coat with gold trimmings covers his body. The coat is drawn together at the front to keep the warmth in, but not buttoned. If by chance a strong wind should push aside the front cover of his coat, one could see the intricately crafted breastplate of unusual material beneath. Engraved on the chest-piece is the symbol of the sun. |
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| ⚫ | His eyes have a soft, patient quality to them, giving him an appearance of a kind-hearted individual. When he speaks, he speaks in a soothing tone, almost hypnotic. But it is not spoken barely above a whisper, for his voice can clearly be heard by those around him. His appearance may suggest a docile person. But the armament he is carrying clearly says otherwise. |
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| − | But much of that has changed about him in the recent days, and his once humble veneer has changed to that of grim foreboding. He no longer talks to people as he has once before. He no longer looks at the people as he has before. He moves likes someone carrying a great burden in his heart, and the once smiling face is replaced by a sad and bitter grimace. |
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| ⚫ | He walks about in a calm and collected manner, tipping his head and offering silent hellos to anyone who would glance his way. There is a grace and strength to his movement that sets him apart from the normal populace. But it is his presence that seems to hold most people's attention. Exuding out of him is an intangible aura of goodness that sets people at ease (and probably unease to those that are not good). |
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| − | When he looks at people, there is judgment in his eyes. Mercy is no longer a quality he holds, and it is shown in how he deals with the people around him. Much has changed. |
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| + | Times have changed for the sunguard, his mortality no longer an issue for him. He looks at the world in a different eye from that before. The enormity of his previous experience has changed much of his perspective and has made him less aggressive in battles. Although many days have passed since that fateful event, he still can be seen starring out into the distance, quiet and contemplative, sometimes for hours at a time. |
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Revision as of 02:46, 17 October 2015
Benthus
About My Character
Desc:
This person stands at roughly six feet and is broad of built. He weighs around two hundred and ten pounds, a significant portion of that weight being muscles. A great sword can be seen poking out of a slit-hole at the back of his coat, as well as a composite longbow and a quiver of arrows. There are several daggers strapped around his body, numbering six in total. A falchion blade is scabbard'ed on one hip. A magical glaive criss-crosses the great sword behind his back.
An elegant blue coat with gold trimmings covers his body. The coat is drawn together at the front to keep the warmth in, but not buttoned. If by chance a strong wind should push aside the front cover of his coat, one could see the intricately crafted breastplate of unusual material beneath. Engraved on the chest-piece is the symbol of the sun.
A hood is worn over his head, but not covering his face. The face, if one manages to get a look at it, appears part human part sildanyari.
His eyes have a soft, patient quality to them, giving him an appearance of a kind-hearted individual. When he speaks, he speaks in a soothing tone, almost hypnotic. But it is not spoken barely above a whisper, for his voice can clearly be heard by those around him. His appearance may suggest a docile person. But the armament he is carrying clearly says otherwise.
He walks about in a calm and collected manner, tipping his head and offering silent hellos to anyone who would glance his way. There is a grace and strength to his movement that sets him apart from the normal populace. But it is his presence that seems to hold most people's attention. Exuding out of him is an intangible aura of goodness that sets people at ease (and probably unease to those that are not good).
Times have changed for the sunguard, his mortality no longer an issue for him. He looks at the world in a different eye from that before. The enormity of his previous experience has changed much of his perspective and has made him less aggressive in battles. Although many days have passed since that fateful event, he still can be seen starring out into the distance, quiet and contemplative, sometimes for hours at a time.
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