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ShinyaKaijin's character
07.11.06, 17:15:05
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I hope to god that I'm doing this right...
Name: Morgan Agama
Age: 23
Race: human
Build: slender, 5 feet 6 inches, 125 pounds, devilishly handsome
Hair: He has choppy red hair that, in the front, tends to be in his face, but are still bangs. The longest parts of his hair reach to the base of his neck.
Eyes: his right eye is green, and the left eye is grey
Clothes: He generally wears a filthy shirt-sleeved white shirt with fraying edges, weathered black leather pants, and equally as worn black leather boots. If the weather happens to be cold, he wears a black leather jerkin with a phoenix on the back.
Weapons: For the most part, Morgan uses short swords or daggers, but he likes to use bastard swords here and there. His true skills lie in archery, but he finds that archery isn't nearly as satisfying as using short-range weapons.
Abilities: none as of yet
Personality: Morgan generally has three things in mind: ale, women, and fighting. He uses those as distractions from his emotions. He generally is a bit crass and rude, especially to richer people and any sort of government. If alone or with women, he softens up a bit. He is an impeccably sore loser and would rather fight to the death than be dishonored.
Background: As a child, Morgan travelled from brothel to brothel with his prostitute mother. At the age of 10, his mother died from a disease, and he was left to fend for himself. He survived as a pickpocket for many years until he was abducted by a gang, who mistook him for a pretty girl. To get himself out, he rose up in ranks, until he was the leader of the group. Soon after, the group was found and arrested by the local knights. Morgan was the only one able to escape, and has been wandering for three years, trying to hide. He has recently been hiring himself off as a mercenary. |
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