Post by Soladon on Aug 8, 2010 21:58:11 GMT -6
Name: Nick Kortal
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Occupation: Shifter: Red-tailed Hawk
Apperance: His hair is of medium length, coming down to just above the bottom of his neck in the back, slightly past his ears on the sides, and just long enough in the front to be in his eyes a little. He is around 5'8", weighing 156. he is muscular but not overly so, he has some fat but it isnt that noticible. Tan shorts and a black T-shirt with green dragon on it along with a pair of shoes, cover him as he travels, only wearing heavyier clothing in the brutal winter. He is armed with two short blades, one on each hip, he preferes dual wielding to anything else but he does have a small slingshot for ranged attacks. His skin is slightly tan from the summer sun, his hair and eyes are both brown, his eyes being darker then his hair.
Bio:His world was turned upside down at the age of 12 when he found out what he was. Fearing people would treat him differently he ran from home, leaving everything he knew behind. Along his travels he ran into another Shifter who served as a friend and somewhat of a tutor, teaching Nick a few things about be a shifter. However, this Shifter failed to mention about the hunters. After a few days, he soon learned about them when their camp was raided by a group of hunters, Nick's companion was brutally murdered by Hunters, Nick was however, lucky enough to get away. Since that he's craved revenge, but hasn't found a way to do it. He now lives life avoiding the hunters, and dreaming to find someone he can love and trust and possibly spend the rest of his life with, as well as skills to avenge his previous companions death. He has a long ways to go until he is ready to take down alot of hunters, but he can take down one on his own if need be.
Personality:He is quiet when it comes to new people, especially if its a group where he dosent know anyone in. The few people he gets close and attached to get to know him very well and he trusts, only one will he ever trust with his life.
RP Sample: The path he had chosen to walk down was on the edge of the forest, small brush and sapplings that had been trampled covered the worn path. it was a small game trail that he had found while in the air looking for his next meal, after he finished the small field mouse he thought it would be a good idea to walk the trail. So here he was, moving along this trail in foreign territory. He hadnt been able to tell where he was for quite some time, ever since he saw his friend ambushed by the hunters, he had fled and kept going not knowing where to go except away. he kept his head on a swivel, staying aleart to any sound or movement, ready to run into the woods if needed. there wasnt much to see though, considering it was pitch black besides the ocasional flash of lightning that iluminated the sky from the clouds above. He stoped suddenly, looking into the field after a flash of lightning, his breathing and heartrate quickening as a shadow like form appeared and dissapered in the light. 'Damn how could someone have followed me... i cant deal with this right now!' He lowered himself into a crouch, listening for movement although the rain was making this difficult. A flash of lightning reveled the figure, a cloaked figure heading towards him, aiming right at him with an object. He feared the worst, a gun, he pulled his sling from his side, loading a few shots and firing them towards the figure. The figure flinched, a loud crack came from the gun in his hand, the bullet burying itself in a nearby tree. 'shit! i gotta get away!' He turned to the forest and ran, not looking back to see if he was being chased. His sides heaved as he kept his pace, he didnt feel tired but he knew he couldnt keep it up much longer. His foot caught a root, falling forward he turned so he would land on his side. He hit the ground, sliding some in the mud, his head came down hard on a rock and his world went black....
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Occupation: Shifter: Red-tailed Hawk
Apperance: His hair is of medium length, coming down to just above the bottom of his neck in the back, slightly past his ears on the sides, and just long enough in the front to be in his eyes a little. He is around 5'8", weighing 156. he is muscular but not overly so, he has some fat but it isnt that noticible. Tan shorts and a black T-shirt with green dragon on it along with a pair of shoes, cover him as he travels, only wearing heavyier clothing in the brutal winter. He is armed with two short blades, one on each hip, he preferes dual wielding to anything else but he does have a small slingshot for ranged attacks. His skin is slightly tan from the summer sun, his hair and eyes are both brown, his eyes being darker then his hair.
Bio:His world was turned upside down at the age of 12 when he found out what he was. Fearing people would treat him differently he ran from home, leaving everything he knew behind. Along his travels he ran into another Shifter who served as a friend and somewhat of a tutor, teaching Nick a few things about be a shifter. However, this Shifter failed to mention about the hunters. After a few days, he soon learned about them when their camp was raided by a group of hunters, Nick's companion was brutally murdered by Hunters, Nick was however, lucky enough to get away. Since that he's craved revenge, but hasn't found a way to do it. He now lives life avoiding the hunters, and dreaming to find someone he can love and trust and possibly spend the rest of his life with, as well as skills to avenge his previous companions death. He has a long ways to go until he is ready to take down alot of hunters, but he can take down one on his own if need be.
Personality:He is quiet when it comes to new people, especially if its a group where he dosent know anyone in. The few people he gets close and attached to get to know him very well and he trusts, only one will he ever trust with his life.
RP Sample: The path he had chosen to walk down was on the edge of the forest, small brush and sapplings that had been trampled covered the worn path. it was a small game trail that he had found while in the air looking for his next meal, after he finished the small field mouse he thought it would be a good idea to walk the trail. So here he was, moving along this trail in foreign territory. He hadnt been able to tell where he was for quite some time, ever since he saw his friend ambushed by the hunters, he had fled and kept going not knowing where to go except away. he kept his head on a swivel, staying aleart to any sound or movement, ready to run into the woods if needed. there wasnt much to see though, considering it was pitch black besides the ocasional flash of lightning that iluminated the sky from the clouds above. He stoped suddenly, looking into the field after a flash of lightning, his breathing and heartrate quickening as a shadow like form appeared and dissapered in the light. 'Damn how could someone have followed me... i cant deal with this right now!' He lowered himself into a crouch, listening for movement although the rain was making this difficult. A flash of lightning reveled the figure, a cloaked figure heading towards him, aiming right at him with an object. He feared the worst, a gun, he pulled his sling from his side, loading a few shots and firing them towards the figure. The figure flinched, a loud crack came from the gun in his hand, the bullet burying itself in a nearby tree. 'shit! i gotta get away!' He turned to the forest and ran, not looking back to see if he was being chased. His sides heaved as he kept his pace, he didnt feel tired but he knew he couldnt keep it up much longer. His foot caught a root, falling forward he turned so he would land on his side. He hit the ground, sliding some in the mud, his head came down hard on a rock and his world went black....