Post by redfox on Mar 15, 2008 14:54:37 GMT -5
Your character's full name: Conan the Cutthroat
Age: 35
Species: Arctic Fox
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Evil
Appearance:
Age: 35
Species: Arctic Fox
Gender: Male
Allegiance: Evil
Appearance:
He is a large Arctic Fox who has gray fur by summer and white fur by winter. He has white whiskers, teeth that are slightly yellow, dark gray eyes, dull claws and black fur colors on his paws and the tips of his ears and tail. His has a lot of scars. Some show and some don’t. Compared to other arctic foxes, he is taller, bigger and has a slightly more muscular body. So it’s safe to say he well outmatches most of his fellow Northland foxes. He has corsair tattoos all over his arms, back, and fore paws.Belongings:
He wore a dark blue long coat that seemed to have belonged to a creature from a royal navy or something (He may have killed somebeast to get it.), a brown belt for some of his blades, black breeches.Job or Position:
He is armed with a huge cutlass with a wide blade and a full bowl hand guard. Only he and stronger creatures can wield it effectively. Anything short of a strong fox will not cut it. He is also has possession of a long dirk, a long rapier, a broadsword, a harpoon, a crossbow, and an Estoc. Like Herrick. Whatever he has on him when he comes out of his cabin is random.
He was three galleons.
A captain of a small fleet of ships.Personality:
Average corsair and pirate behavior. Cold, ruthless, brave and fearless and very greedy. Though it seems he spends as much currency as he plunders and takes, mainly on drinks and prostitutes. He is also a smart and cunning creature. Commanding and always expects his orders to be obeyed.History and Background Information:
Not much is known about his childhood. But he began sailing and plundering at a young age to survive. But he started to get a lust for setting places ablaze and sailing off with loot. Soon he started moving out of his homeland (The Land Of Ice And Snow) and onto the seas. Sailing to areas near Mossflower, Salamandastron, Riftguard, Sampetra, Terramort and judging by his coat, other faraway places. To plunder and raid coasts. Soon he and his small crew ditched their small ship and sailed in a carrack they captured. They also had been hired by some kingdoms or rich beasts to destroy their enemies or to sink their rival's ship. When he gets payed, raids or loots. He often spends it at the Western Pirate islands or at his homeland on drinks and some "Time" with prostitutes or any other ladies.Any other details:
But there came a nasty day when he was offered a huge amount of currency if he could sink one ship. Herrick's "Death Ship." He had heard alot of tales about that ship and about the treasure but he never really believed in those stories. He did not hesitate for a second. He sailed off on a long search for Herrick and one day. Found the black sailed man of war. In a short and violent battle. His ship was in flames and sinking and his whole crew burned a painful death. Only he and a searat survived to tell the tale. They were stranded at sea for a couple of days with sharks swimming under their feet and seagalls over their heads. Sometimes huge monstrous sea creatures would pass under them. The only thing they had was their cutlasses and the long, floating piece of ship wood they were holding on to. Although they were saved and Conan managed to get his career back and rolling again. Becomming a feared corsair captain and having three ships in his possession along with a large crew at his command. He was forever scarred for life at his terrifying encounter with Herrick The Madbeast...
He is frightned of Herrick and his ship. Maybe the only thing he fears other than the monsters and sharks in the sea...