Post by bocuro on Nov 10, 2011 2:48:00 GMT
----Character Biography----[/u][/i]
Name: Bocuro
Race Cetra
Age: 22
Gender: male
Profession: traveling merchant apprentice
Class knight
Species Skill planet tounge planet protector
Organisation: merchants guild
Alignment neutral
Home Continent: Veldt
Personality: Bocuro is generally known as a kind person who doesnt judge others at first glance; what few know is that he can tell a persons intentions and "quality" by theyre energy as soon as they enter a half-mile radius. Often his actions contradict what he says due to this. He is known by those closest to him as one who never takes sides but his opinions and outlooks on situations are usually takes seriously. They also consider him emotionally detached from society. All in all he is a good person more about his own scence of justice than say whats good or bad. Mostly quiet and too himself, give him some time and he'll warm up to you.
Appearance: medium body typelol with little fat. short brown fohawk
haha. With light scruff on his face. Wears black boots with a buckle on the outer sides, unlatched under dark jeans freyed at the back and bottom. Two belts wrap around his left thigh and above the knee with a small satchal attached. Wears a black t -shirt that is form fitting and goes about an inch up his neck. Also wears a dark green jacket with sleeves rolled up and wrist length black fingerless gloves.
Equipment: necklace with a small dragons tooth, chocobo wissle merchant i.d. card, Weapon: Pandora; a three pronged spear that can convert into a one handed sword. (This weapon has a 1good round recovery period before it can covert again)
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots: - slash&stab: a slice or stab that, while swinging after the first move, converts to the weapons other form, hitting the enemy with the alternated weapon.
-natures blow- a heavy strike that is used first by gathering energy from Gia. Also deals earth element damage to the target.
Magic
Level 1 Slots -Cure, Quake
Summons:
Experience [Leave as blank]
History: Bocuro has only ever known one of his parents. For years, he and his father have lived on the outskirts of Trabia garden, always minding their on buisness. Ocassionally they go into the local towns with their chocobo pulled kart of wares and sell oddities and trinkits. Trabia garden, being as close as it is, would give Bocuro the ability to pick up on some trends of people his age, so he wasnt deprived.
Most of their time however , would go to learning sessions about the planet and the laws of nature. Since childhood, Nedro, Bocuro's father would teach him the ways of battle and of the hunt. Once Bocuro began to Gia, his true teachings began. Bocuro would beg his father yearly to let him join the garden, but to no avail. Nedro was convinced the only teachings he should know was that of the old ways. By following what his father refered to as "the whisper"...
RP sample: The sun rose as it always did, shining through the makeshift curtain that drifted in the breeze from the east parallel his bed. The light found its way to Bocuro's eyelids causing them to flutter a little. Slowly he opended them and sat up. Greeting the day with a yawn and a brief moment of silence, he rose and heades to his wash room. After getting dressed, he passed his fathers room and as quietly as possible , reaching the main room of their humble home.
To his surprise his father was awake and in a meditative state by a fire that had been long dead but still smouldering a bit. It wasn't seeing his father up this early that startled him, but the fact that he was wearing the same clothes he had the night before and he looked quite fatigued. Before Bocuro could say anything, his fathers eyes opened andthe a strange smile came across his face. It was almost unsettling. "What is it, dad?" Bocuro asked with a hint of concern in his voice.
His father did a brief chuckle and then stated, "You still wear that tooth around your neck? Haha good... It may come of use to you soon enough." Bocuro his father stood up sloely and walked into his room. As he passed Bocuro, he put his hand on his shoulder and smiled. It was unnerving; as if somthing was coming...
Name: Bocuro
Race Cetra
Age: 22
Gender: male
Profession: traveling merchant apprentice
Class knight
Species Skill planet tounge planet protector
Organisation: merchants guild
Alignment neutral
Home Continent: Veldt
Personality: Bocuro is generally known as a kind person who doesnt judge others at first glance; what few know is that he can tell a persons intentions and "quality" by theyre energy as soon as they enter a half-mile radius. Often his actions contradict what he says due to this. He is known by those closest to him as one who never takes sides but his opinions and outlooks on situations are usually takes seriously. They also consider him emotionally detached from society. All in all he is a good person more about his own scence of justice than say whats good or bad. Mostly quiet and too himself, give him some time and he'll warm up to you.
Appearance: medium body typelol with little fat. short brown fohawk
haha. With light scruff on his face. Wears black boots with a buckle on the outer sides, unlatched under dark jeans freyed at the back and bottom. Two belts wrap around his left thigh and above the knee with a small satchal attached. Wears a black t -shirt that is form fitting and goes about an inch up his neck. Also wears a dark green jacket with sleeves rolled up and wrist length black fingerless gloves. Equipment: necklace with a small dragons tooth, chocobo wissle merchant i.d. card, Weapon: Pandora; a three pronged spear that can convert into a one handed sword. (This weapon has a 1good round recovery period before it can covert again)
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots: - slash&stab: a slice or stab that, while swinging after the first move, converts to the weapons other form, hitting the enemy with the alternated weapon.
-natures blow- a heavy strike that is used first by gathering energy from Gia. Also deals earth element damage to the target.
Magic
Level 1 Slots -Cure, Quake
Summons:
Experience [Leave as blank]
History: Bocuro has only ever known one of his parents. For years, he and his father have lived on the outskirts of Trabia garden, always minding their on buisness. Ocassionally they go into the local towns with their chocobo pulled kart of wares and sell oddities and trinkits. Trabia garden, being as close as it is, would give Bocuro the ability to pick up on some trends of people his age, so he wasnt deprived.
Most of their time however , would go to learning sessions about the planet and the laws of nature. Since childhood, Nedro, Bocuro's father would teach him the ways of battle and of the hunt. Once Bocuro began to Gia, his true teachings began. Bocuro would beg his father yearly to let him join the garden, but to no avail. Nedro was convinced the only teachings he should know was that of the old ways. By following what his father refered to as "the whisper"...
RP sample: The sun rose as it always did, shining through the makeshift curtain that drifted in the breeze from the east parallel his bed. The light found its way to Bocuro's eyelids causing them to flutter a little. Slowly he opended them and sat up. Greeting the day with a yawn and a brief moment of silence, he rose and heades to his wash room. After getting dressed, he passed his fathers room and as quietly as possible , reaching the main room of their humble home.
To his surprise his father was awake and in a meditative state by a fire that had been long dead but still smouldering a bit. It wasn't seeing his father up this early that startled him, but the fact that he was wearing the same clothes he had the night before and he looked quite fatigued. Before Bocuro could say anything, his fathers eyes opened andthe a strange smile came across his face. It was almost unsettling. "What is it, dad?" Bocuro asked with a hint of concern in his voice.
His father did a brief chuckle and then stated, "You still wear that tooth around your neck? Haha good... It may come of use to you soon enough." Bocuro his father stood up sloely and walked into his room. As he passed Bocuro, he put his hand on his shoulder and smiled. It was unnerving; as if somthing was coming...
