Post by zasty on Sept 26, 2011 20:34:10 GMT
----Character Biography----[/u][/i]
Name:
Zaster Cay
Race
Human
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Profession:
Mercenary
Class
Martial Artist
Species Skill
Quick Learner: A 10% discount to Upgrades on magic and abilities.
Organisation:
N/A
Alignment
Neutral
Home Continent:
Yevon
Personality:
Zaster believes to do all he can to survive. He doesn't really care what side he works for as long as it helps him get by. Living alone in Luka has made him this way, as no one would willingly assist a half Al Bhed. Still, he does have emotions, and will not screw over those he has found worthy of sharing them with. When it comes to confrontation, he tends to be a little more passive, not wanting unnecessary struggle, but willing to get physical if pushed to far. He is also fairly dense, not thinking to far into subtle hints. Zaster is also quite tactless, never knowing what he might have said to give offence.
Appearance:
Zaster is very youthful, standing at 5'11'' with a slim yet athletic build, skin lightly tanned by the Luka sun. His auburn hair falling shoulder length. He chooses to let it lay flat. Though the bangs sometimes fall before his green eyes, he finds fixing it up is an "unnecessary hassle" to repeat. Apathy seems to be the best word to describe Zaster, bored constantly when he isn't working. If only someone would give him work.
As for attire, he is very minimal. Just a blue t-shirt and matching pants, so as to not restrict his movement. However, he does carry a long jacket in his bag, in case he needs to travel to a colder region.
Equipment:
Backpack containing several maps of Gaian territories, canteen, hunting knife, first aid kit, and rope.
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots:
Foxtail Tactic - This attack is difficult to read, but recovery time makes it a risk. Increases opponents next defensive required word count by 10% but increases the next self required defensive word count by 20%
Level 2 Slots:
-
Level 3 Slots:
-
Magic
Level 1 Slots
Haste - Faster Movement makes dodging, blocking and attacking easier. 10% discount to all the above word counts
Level 2 Slots
-
Level 3 slots
-
Summons:
Summonings are powerful magical spirits that will aid your character in combat. You can't start with any. So leave this blank for now.
Experience
[Leave as blank]
History:
Zaster grew up knowing only his mother. His father had went off to join the Crusaders in order to gain so respect from those who looked down on him. He never got that respect. All he found was death by the hands of a Sin Spawn. However this never bugged Zaster. What got to him was everyone's disdain for his mother just for being Al Bhed. He knew the world wasn't full of Al Bhed haters, but always wondered why he would seem to find them. Through the strength of himself and his mother, Zaster grew to be a healthy young man.
However, his mother eventually grew ill and passed away, leaving Zaster to live alone. Zaster decided he'd get work doing what he was good at. Fighting. So now he works as a mercenary, taking jobs from whoever, just to make ends.
RP sample:
"Drec pedac..." Zaster said to himself in his mothers native tongue, peering into the sky as he lay on his back on the deck of one of Luka's many docked boats. He kept one hand at his forehead to shield his eyes from the blazing sun. No clouds passed above him in the clear sky. It was a typical Luka day.
"Nobody want to give me work in this town. What the hell am I doin' wrong?" As he pondered this for a moment, he sat up, tired of staring at the sun. Stretching out both arms, Zaster let out a long yawn before letting his arms droop to his sides. "Tch, no use in just sittin' around here mopin'. No work in Luka, I'll head somewhere else." With his new found 'determination', Zaster leaned back, his legs rising up, before he popped himself onto his feet. Once standing, he rushed toward the bow of the boat and performed a grand front-flip off, landing on the dock below with a roll for good measure. Wasn't showing off, just wanted to stay limber. "Bet there's plenty of work elsewhere. Maybe I'll try that Midgar place..."
Name:
Zaster Cay
Race
Human
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Profession:
Mercenary
Class
Martial Artist
Species Skill
Quick Learner: A 10% discount to Upgrades on magic and abilities.
Organisation:
N/A
Alignment
Neutral
Home Continent:
Yevon
Personality:
Zaster believes to do all he can to survive. He doesn't really care what side he works for as long as it helps him get by. Living alone in Luka has made him this way, as no one would willingly assist a half Al Bhed. Still, he does have emotions, and will not screw over those he has found worthy of sharing them with. When it comes to confrontation, he tends to be a little more passive, not wanting unnecessary struggle, but willing to get physical if pushed to far. He is also fairly dense, not thinking to far into subtle hints. Zaster is also quite tactless, never knowing what he might have said to give offence.
Appearance:
Zaster is very youthful, standing at 5'11'' with a slim yet athletic build, skin lightly tanned by the Luka sun. His auburn hair falling shoulder length. He chooses to let it lay flat. Though the bangs sometimes fall before his green eyes, he finds fixing it up is an "unnecessary hassle" to repeat. Apathy seems to be the best word to describe Zaster, bored constantly when he isn't working. If only someone would give him work.
As for attire, he is very minimal. Just a blue t-shirt and matching pants, so as to not restrict his movement. However, he does carry a long jacket in his bag, in case he needs to travel to a colder region.
Equipment:
Backpack containing several maps of Gaian territories, canteen, hunting knife, first aid kit, and rope.
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots:
Foxtail Tactic - This attack is difficult to read, but recovery time makes it a risk. Increases opponents next defensive required word count by 10% but increases the next self required defensive word count by 20%
Level 2 Slots:
-
Level 3 Slots:
-
Magic
Level 1 Slots
Haste - Faster Movement makes dodging, blocking and attacking easier. 10% discount to all the above word counts
Level 2 Slots
-
Level 3 slots
-
Summons:
Summonings are powerful magical spirits that will aid your character in combat. You can't start with any. So leave this blank for now.
Experience
[Leave as blank]
History:
Zaster grew up knowing only his mother. His father had went off to join the Crusaders in order to gain so respect from those who looked down on him. He never got that respect. All he found was death by the hands of a Sin Spawn. However this never bugged Zaster. What got to him was everyone's disdain for his mother just for being Al Bhed. He knew the world wasn't full of Al Bhed haters, but always wondered why he would seem to find them. Through the strength of himself and his mother, Zaster grew to be a healthy young man.
However, his mother eventually grew ill and passed away, leaving Zaster to live alone. Zaster decided he'd get work doing what he was good at. Fighting. So now he works as a mercenary, taking jobs from whoever, just to make ends.
RP sample:
"Drec pedac..." Zaster said to himself in his mothers native tongue, peering into the sky as he lay on his back on the deck of one of Luka's many docked boats. He kept one hand at his forehead to shield his eyes from the blazing sun. No clouds passed above him in the clear sky. It was a typical Luka day.
"Nobody want to give me work in this town. What the hell am I doin' wrong?" As he pondered this for a moment, he sat up, tired of staring at the sun. Stretching out both arms, Zaster let out a long yawn before letting his arms droop to his sides. "Tch, no use in just sittin' around here mopin'. No work in Luka, I'll head somewhere else." With his new found 'determination', Zaster leaned back, his legs rising up, before he popped himself onto his feet. Once standing, he rushed toward the bow of the boat and performed a grand front-flip off, landing on the dock below with a roll for good measure. Wasn't showing off, just wanted to stay limber. "Bet there's plenty of work elsewhere. Maybe I'll try that Midgar place..."
