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Daine Valeroso
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Application Form
« Thread Started on Jan 8, 2007, 4:26pm »

Here is the application for your character. Please fill everything out, and make it as detailed as possible. If you need help, pm me, serenitydreams, or an administrator. We will help you as soon as possible.

Also, to make making the application easier, copy the application, paste it in microsoft word, or wordpad, fill it out, save it, then post it here. It will help you from losing it.

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[i]Name:[/i] (Characters name is entered here)

[i]Age:[/i] (Age of character)

[i]Race:[/i] (Species of character)

[i]Class:[/i] (Knight, Paladin, Magician, Ranger, etc.)

[i]Description:[/i] (Detailed description of your character, please include weapons and clothing.)

[i]Armor:[/i] (Description of the armor, if any, your character wears.)

[i]Personality:[/i] (Personality of your character)

[i]Strengths:[/i] (Strengths, or skills of your character)

[i]Weaknesses:[/i] (Weaknesses of your character, 3 are needed)

[i]Brief History:[/i] (Detailed, short history of your character.)

[i]Rp Example:[/i] (An example of role-playing your character. Minimum of 5 sentences.)

Example:

Name: Daine Valeroso

Age: 135 years

Race: Elven

Class: Ranger

Description: Thick black hair lies in a loose ponytail, resting limply between her shoulder blades. Her eyes are a dark shade of violet, shining with a certain spark of authority, and wisdom. Her facial features are sharp and regal, a jagged scar graces her left cheekbone.
She is tall, a few inches over 6 feet. Her skin is slightly tanned, and her body, long and lean. A scar wraps around her ankle, gripping it tightly.
Her clothes are loosely fit, giving her a large range of motion. Her shirt is white, a thin gold thread runs along the edges of the simple shirt. Her pants are a raven black, hanging just below her knees. Her feet are bare, showing her large, slender feet. A lean, dark willow bow is hooked onto a bark quiver on her back. A sleek, golden hilt sticks out of a dark, black sheath, a ruby imbedded in the black leather. The sheath hangs casually at her side, slung on a thin belt on her waist.

Armor: Upon her head is a bright, silver helmet. Lined in gold, and crested with a sun on both sides, and a lion's fierce head on the top. Her breastplate is a light golden color, painted blood-red at the bottom. She wears a pair of plain light brown chaps, designed for a larger range of movement. A pair of dark, chainmail gauntlets cover her hands, perfect for gripping her sword.

Personality: A strong personality comes with a strong person. Daine is brave, though not stupid. An air of intelligence is about her, far beyond her age. She is loyal to her friends, kin, and kind. Loyalty comes with a price though, Daine has already been betrayed, and payed the high price. Her patience is short. Though few know of her great anger.

Strengths: With age, comes wisdom, and skill. Daine is a skilled bowswoman, though not as strong as the greatest bowsman, she can pull her bowstring back to its limit. Her athleticism is that of an elf, easily strechable, almost flawless when it comes to agility, and fast. Her sword skills are great, though not fully perfected.

Weaknesses: Never bothering to be taught the ways of magic and sorcery, Daine cannot preform all but the simplest spells. Her height gives her a disadvantage when it comes to slipping into small areas, and tunnels. And her last, major weakness, is of snakes, she hates snakes, snakes are the creatures that send shivers down her spine. As a child, she was out playing, when a large, poisonous adder approached, biting her leg. She was in the sick ward for weeks after that, falling in and out of consciousness. Ever since that near-death experience, Daine has harbored terrible feeling towards snake kind.

Brief History: Born to a renowned elven blacksmith, Oropher, and a weaponsmistress, Eldanár. She was raised around weapons, and upon reaching her 30th birthday, Daine was taught how to use weapons to protect. She was taughth first, fighting with a staff and spear, and soon after that, hand-to-hand combat. All this was taught by her mother, her village's weaponsmaster. Soon excelling Daine once again moved on to different skills, and by know, she had reached age 50, very young by elven standards. Her mother soon retired, leaving an older male elf in charge. He immediatly taught all elves how to use a bow perfectly, and taught the skills of swordsfighting. As Daine's years ended, she moved on to help her father, making her sword, and soon left to live as a ranger on the other side of the forest.

Rp Example: Daine crept through the undergrowth with profesional ease. Her long fingers curled tightly over the soft, leather handle of her bow as she approached the beast. A large stag bent over in the clearing, eating the soft tender shoots of grass. Daine reached hesitently back, plucking an arrow from her quiver. Loading her bow, Daine clenched her one eye closed, the other staring at the beast's neck. Pulling back the bowstring slowly, Daine shifted, her knee sinking into the soft mud. Daine let go, the arrow leaping forward, digging itself into the neck of the stag. The stag bucked, wiping its head, then fell dead, its black, glossy eyes clouded over.

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