Post by ironknuckle on Jul 7, 2012 9:35:41 GMT
----Character Biography----[/u][/i]
Name:
Farun "Ironknuckle" Ragethorn
Race
Ancient
Age:
149
Gender:
male
Profession:
Blacksmith
Level 1
HP:
150
MP:
50
Gil Amount:
233
Class
Knight
Species Skill
Planet Tongue: Cetrans can speak with the planet, and those long dead. This can be used for obtaining the location of a certain place or person. Or in major plot events sometimes speaking with the dead to gain additional information on the events. This can only be used once per thread.
Planet Protector: Cetrans automatically start with 2 magic slots.
Organisation:
N/A
Alignment
Neutral Good
Home Continent:
Crescent Continent
Personality:
Farun is a friendly guy. always willing to lend a helping hand, he is a bit reclusive around strangers. but he is often insightful and his perception of the whole usually allows him to see the truth in his current reality.
Equipment:
Ragethorn Kal'dori Broadsword- A blade covered with iridecent runes and ordimentation. Hand crafted and inlaid with gold and silver leaf using the ancient techniques of the ragethorn elves. This highly duriable blade has mythical runes inscribed from the base of the hilt all the way down to the edges of the blade. These runes draw in and seal any latent magical energy they come in contact with; reducing an opponents mp and max mp by 10 when struck until KO or the end of combat. [example: 30/80 mp becomes 20/70mp ]
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots:
-- Spell Deflection- [passive] this ability allows Ironknuckle to use his blade to counter a magic attack or combat ability thus letting him evade an attack once a battle.
--Grave Strike-[activated 10mp] a instant strike with a blade that places a rune upon its target which may inflict silence status upon them for 3 turns. If the target is already silenced, this attack will refresh its duration back to a max of 3 turns.
--Spirit Syphon- [passive] Being created through the forced merging of many souls into one being, Farun's body naturally tries to draw the essences of those around him. This causes any Farun to fracture an opponent's spirit when he strikes them and absorb the pieces that splinter off. Passively reduces an opponent's mana by 5 and restores farun's health by 5 per strike.
--Dancing Weapon--[activated 15mp] Farun summons a floating phantom copy of his current weapon that fights on its own, attacking the opponent for the next 5 turns independently of its master. The weapon can only do a basic attack at the opponent for 1/2 farun's normal attack dmg. Max of 1 active at a time.
Level 2 Slots:
-
Level 3 Slots:
-
Magic
Level 1 Slots
-Dark, Drain
Level 2 Slots
-
Level 3 slots
-
Summons:
Experience
445
History:
The Ragethorn clan of Darkshadow forest on the crescent continent were well known among the other elves for their dark hued skin, glowing eyes, metalworking, and ferocity in battle.... that was until Shin-ra showed up and discovered high quantities of mako energy underneath their ancestral home. the town was all but wiped out, a reactor built in its place. the elves filled with rage in death returned as angry spirits. the reactor, now lies in ruins, reclaimed by the forest now haunted by those souls, unable to rest.
In a dark twist of fate, an Ancient by the name of Shockzine Zantetsu was drawn to the destroyed village. in the center of the village a small jet of the lifestream was flowing from a single rusted broadsword thrust into the ground. its blade dark with rust but lightly emitting a blueish glow. the cries from the planet deafening to those sensitive to it. as shockzine placed a hand on the blade, determined to pull it out to allow the planet to begin healing itself, a flash of bluish light exploded out from the sword. swarms of spirits, angered that their resting place had been disturbed, drew into shockzine as the sword was pulled. A green explosion of energy simultaneously erupting from the ground as the lifestream burst through engulfing not only shockzine but the attacking spirits as well, drawing them deep into the lifestream. the primal energies of the planet twisting and melding them into one before finally releasing them from the planets flow a short distance off of the continent of balamb. his memories erased, his physical appearance altered. shockzine was no more... there was only Farun Ragethorn. A Ancient with a warped soul merged with countless raging spirits to become one. to him the memories, skills, ferocity, demeanor, and talents of both are interchangeable and the differences of the 2, do not exist. to him, this is just how he always was... and his people were.
Not much is known in the world about Farun, even by Farun. when he appeared one day on the shores of balamb continent, and set up shop, creating weapons and armor, selling his products to the students and professors of the garden. Each piece of equipment of his can be traced from the small engraving placed somewhere on each of his creations. a small blue fist crafted out of silver and lined with Sapphire etchings. It led the students to give farun his nickname, Ironknuckle. As far as Farun knows... he is just a Ragethorn elf trying to make a living as a blacksmith. all the memories he does have are from the past lives of the spirits.
Farun's forte' is the broadsword, however he is more then moderately proficient with a great axe, polearm, short swords, and mace. he has on many occasion dueled the students from the garden, keeping his skills sharp.
RP sample:
the sun gleamed off the newly forged weapon, reflecting into the water and then dispersing into a thousand shards of light. ironknuckle sighed, it had been a long day, but it was done. the sword was forged. it would not fetch a price, no, this one was already promised to another. with a quick thrust the sword was thrust into the water filled barrel, erupting it with ripples. Farun laughed before plopping down into his nearby rocking chair, glaring out to the sun setting over the horizon. the squeak of the rocker mellowing out the birds chirping in a nearby tree.
"a good day, a good end."
his gaze loomed back to the water soaked sword resting in the barrel next to him, his eyes still hazy from the sun. he still had some work left to do to it. but that was just the finishing touches. a sheath, his monogram, and the decor on the hilt. nothing too fancy, black banded leather grip with some runes on the hand guard. but it would still be another few hours. his thoughts drifted toward dinner. he hadn't eaten sense breakfast. a nice steak, with some potatoes and peas sounded pretty good.... too bad it would only be a dream. bread and butter it would be until he got around to going to town. but oh well... he had lost a bet, and was now making up for it with making this sword which coincidently delayed Farun from making his weekly trip to town.. but the student had earned that win, and would soon have his prize.
Name:
Farun "Ironknuckle" Ragethorn
Race
Ancient
Age:
149
Gender:
male
Profession:
Blacksmith
Level 1
HP:
150
MP:
50
Gil Amount:
233
Class
Knight
Species Skill
Planet Tongue: Cetrans can speak with the planet, and those long dead. This can be used for obtaining the location of a certain place or person. Or in major plot events sometimes speaking with the dead to gain additional information on the events. This can only be used once per thread.
Planet Protector: Cetrans automatically start with 2 magic slots.
Organisation:
N/A
Alignment
Neutral Good
Home Continent:
Crescent Continent
Personality:
Farun is a friendly guy. always willing to lend a helping hand, he is a bit reclusive around strangers. but he is often insightful and his perception of the whole usually allows him to see the truth in his current reality.
Equipment:
Ragethorn Kal'dori Broadsword- A blade covered with iridecent runes and ordimentation. Hand crafted and inlaid with gold and silver leaf using the ancient techniques of the ragethorn elves. This highly duriable blade has mythical runes inscribed from the base of the hilt all the way down to the edges of the blade. These runes draw in and seal any latent magical energy they come in contact with; reducing an opponents mp and max mp by 10 when struck until KO or the end of combat. [example: 30/80 mp becomes 20/70mp ]
Combat Abilities:
Level 1 Slots:
-- Spell Deflection- [passive] this ability allows Ironknuckle to use his blade to counter a magic attack or combat ability thus letting him evade an attack once a battle.
--Grave Strike-[activated 10mp] a instant strike with a blade that places a rune upon its target which may inflict silence status upon them for 3 turns. If the target is already silenced, this attack will refresh its duration back to a max of 3 turns.
--Spirit Syphon- [passive] Being created through the forced merging of many souls into one being, Farun's body naturally tries to draw the essences of those around him. This causes any Farun to fracture an opponent's spirit when he strikes them and absorb the pieces that splinter off. Passively reduces an opponent's mana by 5 and restores farun's health by 5 per strike.
--Dancing Weapon--[activated 15mp] Farun summons a floating phantom copy of his current weapon that fights on its own, attacking the opponent for the next 5 turns independently of its master. The weapon can only do a basic attack at the opponent for 1/2 farun's normal attack dmg. Max of 1 active at a time.
Level 2 Slots:
-
Level 3 Slots:
-
Magic
Level 1 Slots
-Dark, Drain
Level 2 Slots
-
Level 3 slots
-
Summons:
Experience
445
History:
The Ragethorn clan of Darkshadow forest on the crescent continent were well known among the other elves for their dark hued skin, glowing eyes, metalworking, and ferocity in battle.... that was until Shin-ra showed up and discovered high quantities of mako energy underneath their ancestral home. the town was all but wiped out, a reactor built in its place. the elves filled with rage in death returned as angry spirits. the reactor, now lies in ruins, reclaimed by the forest now haunted by those souls, unable to rest.
In a dark twist of fate, an Ancient by the name of Shockzine Zantetsu was drawn to the destroyed village. in the center of the village a small jet of the lifestream was flowing from a single rusted broadsword thrust into the ground. its blade dark with rust but lightly emitting a blueish glow. the cries from the planet deafening to those sensitive to it. as shockzine placed a hand on the blade, determined to pull it out to allow the planet to begin healing itself, a flash of bluish light exploded out from the sword. swarms of spirits, angered that their resting place had been disturbed, drew into shockzine as the sword was pulled. A green explosion of energy simultaneously erupting from the ground as the lifestream burst through engulfing not only shockzine but the attacking spirits as well, drawing them deep into the lifestream. the primal energies of the planet twisting and melding them into one before finally releasing them from the planets flow a short distance off of the continent of balamb. his memories erased, his physical appearance altered. shockzine was no more... there was only Farun Ragethorn. A Ancient with a warped soul merged with countless raging spirits to become one. to him the memories, skills, ferocity, demeanor, and talents of both are interchangeable and the differences of the 2, do not exist. to him, this is just how he always was... and his people were.
Not much is known in the world about Farun, even by Farun. when he appeared one day on the shores of balamb continent, and set up shop, creating weapons and armor, selling his products to the students and professors of the garden. Each piece of equipment of his can be traced from the small engraving placed somewhere on each of his creations. a small blue fist crafted out of silver and lined with Sapphire etchings. It led the students to give farun his nickname, Ironknuckle. As far as Farun knows... he is just a Ragethorn elf trying to make a living as a blacksmith. all the memories he does have are from the past lives of the spirits.
Farun's forte' is the broadsword, however he is more then moderately proficient with a great axe, polearm, short swords, and mace. he has on many occasion dueled the students from the garden, keeping his skills sharp.
RP sample:
the sun gleamed off the newly forged weapon, reflecting into the water and then dispersing into a thousand shards of light. ironknuckle sighed, it had been a long day, but it was done. the sword was forged. it would not fetch a price, no, this one was already promised to another. with a quick thrust the sword was thrust into the water filled barrel, erupting it with ripples. Farun laughed before plopping down into his nearby rocking chair, glaring out to the sun setting over the horizon. the squeak of the rocker mellowing out the birds chirping in a nearby tree.
"a good day, a good end."
his gaze loomed back to the water soaked sword resting in the barrel next to him, his eyes still hazy from the sun. he still had some work left to do to it. but that was just the finishing touches. a sheath, his monogram, and the decor on the hilt. nothing too fancy, black banded leather grip with some runes on the hand guard. but it would still be another few hours. his thoughts drifted toward dinner. he hadn't eaten sense breakfast. a nice steak, with some potatoes and peas sounded pretty good.... too bad it would only be a dream. bread and butter it would be until he got around to going to town. but oh well... he had lost a bet, and was now making up for it with making this sword which coincidently delayed Farun from making his weekly trip to town.. but the student had earned that win, and would soon have his prize.
