Re: World in Flames (group story)
Posted by:
Sulare (IP Logged)
Date: October 3, 2009 07:30PM
Ha! I finally finished my profiles. Here they are!
Name: Patoro
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Patoro is about 6’2” with medium-brown hair and matching brown eyes that are generally serious and removed. He has broad, muscular shoulders and a stern expression that was gained when Astrava and Leonar attacked Zanthine and his wife was killed. His hair is cut short to keep it out of the way, and he generally keeps himself without facial hair, though sometimes up to a week’s worth of growth will appear before he had a chance to shave (being displaced refugees is not conductive to magnificent hygiene).
Personality: Quiet and contemplative, Patoro is generally considered rather antisocial. This is not the fact, however, for he still mourns over his wife’s death, and is not ready to open up to anyone else yet. His daughter is the only one he responds emotionally to, even though her resemblance to her mother can be painful at times. Really, he’s only quiet because he doesn’t know how to cope with everything that’s happened, so he goes through life trying to ignore the pain, focusing on getting through the day and not letting himself enjoy it.
Weapons: An axe that he picked up some time after leaving the destroyed village. He never used such a weapon before, but he’s resourceful, and with a powerful upper body he’s dangerous, even without and finesse to his fighting style.
Background: He grew up a fairly normal life, in a small town in northern Zanthine. He married the girl he loved—who was a year younger than himself—when he was 22, and two years later his daughter was born. The girl was the spitting image of her mother, and he loved both of them dearly. When his wife was killed he left with his daughter, withdrawing into himself and swearing he wouldn’t let anything happen to his daughter, as he had his wife—though the attack had come when he was at the forge and she was out picking in the fields, so she was dead before the soldiers had even reached the main village. They joined a group of refugees sometime later, and have been travelling around ever since.
Name: Ro (short for Rolina)
Age: 6
Gender: Female
Appearance: Ro took after her mother, with pale blonde hair, light blue eyes and a fair complexion that burns rather than tans. Still rather small for her age, at only 3’4” with fine bones, it makes her appears younger than she is, easily having been mistaken for a 4 year old. More often than not, the girl can be found with her hair tied back in a knot to keep it out of her face, and dirt on her face and hands, appearing completely unperturbed by all the mess.
Personality: Despite the loss of her mother when Astrava and Leonar attacked Zanthine, Ro is still a perpetually happy individual, smiling at everyone and laughing at things that are hardly amusing. Many times she seems convinced that their travelling—even if it takes more walking than she’d really like—is an adventure that’s all great fun. She may be small in stature, but Ro isn’t lacking personality. She will chatter away to anyone who gets within earshot, and has a bit of a temper on her, as well.
Background: Born to a Zanthinite (or is it Zathinian?) blacksmith and his wife, Ro led a fairly normal life as a child. She played with the other children in their little town, helped her mother bake cookies, and watched her father work at the forge with wide-eyed fascination. When the war first began, her simply life was disrupted, her mother being killed in an Astravian raid, along with many other members of the village. Those who survived grabbed what they could, and went their own ways.
