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Svar
Name: Svar
Age: 32 Race: Human Sex: Male Hair: Straight, black Eyes: Dark Brown Weight: 170 pounds Height: 6ft 2in Weapons: An elven-crafted short sword. The magic on it makes it easier to handle and faster. A magical demon-slaying bow. Besides being more powerful against demons (and not by much), it's a regular shortbow. Strengths: Thanks to his background, he has a very intimidating presence. He can usually get what he want where he wants, and combat isn't a weak point. Weakness: Svar is one of those slower fighters. Fast opponents are stronger against him. He also falls easier to corruption and greed than most others do. He tends to not be trustworthy to anyone who isn't a friend. Skills/Magic: Svar excels in combat. He can usually take someone that would be considered more powerful down, as long as he gets the advantage. The only magic he has is his weapons. Appearance: He is wearing a brown hood all the time. Tall, medium body size. His bow is hidden in his cloak when not in use, and his sword at his side. He wears cloths that would suggest he is an officer. He has a goatee and always keeps his hair straight. People wouldn't say he is ugly, but they wouldn't say he is handsome. His cloths are dark brown and a little baggy. He wears brown boots that go just below his knees. He has scars on his face from various battles in the past. The sword resembles a gladius, but with a dark green hilt. The bow has many faces on the limbs, varying from happy smiles to vicious grins. Personality: Aggressive and calm. He will do what he feels is right, disregarding laws or others' feelings. He tends not to be a kind person unless he sees that it will help him in a certain situation. Once on his calm side, he isn't a bad person. Although his foes usually never reach this point. Biography: 7 years ago, Svar left his days as an honest adventurer and turned to the life of crime. He became a bloodthirsty pirate. It was all about treasure and killing, not about mercy or virtue. He quickly rose in ranks, eventually owning his own ship and becoming a Captain. He was feared as a Captain. Rumors spread that he could assault anything he wanted and win. Unfortunately for him and his crew, he believed this as well. But this was far from true... Two years ago Svar had a very powerful crew and much experience. He decided that he would raid a powerful city full of Archmages and other notorious Captains, including rivals. What he didn't expect was that his life would change before he left sight of the island. They bravely assaulted the island with cannon fire and catapults. One group, including Svar, went ashore as the ship continued its assault. The ship's crew was busy fighting the oncoming mages. This kept the mages busy so that Svar and his squad could infiltrate the fortress and take some magical items for themselves. The gate was open, making it easy to sneak in. Once they noticed that no mages were present, they set out steal what they could. Svar managed to grab a sword and bow and was making his way to a magical cloak when an explosion shot out behind them. Svar turned and saw what made it; the mages unleashed a demon. The demon was about huge, covered in flames, and carried a fiery longsword. It charged the crew. Svar rolled out of the way and ran for the lifeboat, his new sword and bow tied to his back. The others were killed savagely by this creature. The ship was in battle and was slowly losing. By the time Svar rowed back to his ship, they desperately needed to retreat. He swung onboard and gave the order to set sail. Luckily the masts and sails weren't burned or damaged severely, so they toke off at top speed. When the island of Archmages was about past the horizon, the First Mate came to Svar. "This was a risky mission, you fool! Half our crew is lost and the ship is damaged." he said. Svar looked back and gave a look of supremacy. "This is my ship, Derzl. This is my crew. Don't our desires for treasure always put our lives in danger?" "Perhaps it does..." Derzl said. "However, that is no excuse for this terrible plunder. Some gold, a bow, and a sword! Do you honestly believe this is worth the lives of so many?" Svar slammed his fist down "As I recall, you don't make decisions. The Captain does. It is not your's to make!" "Oh, really?" Derzl replied with a grin. "I suppose that wouldn't be if you were not the captain!" At the word "captain", the crew pounced on Svar. He fought back, wounding half of them, but was overpowered. They pinned and tied him to one of the rowboats. The first mate toke the hat from Svar and put it on his head. "Goodbye, you scum." he said mockingly. The rowboat was thrown overboard and it drifted... ...eventually reaching land. He cut out of the ropes. They did Svar the courtesy of giving him a few days worth of bread and water. This hardly held out until he reached his home island. There, he toke a new look on life. He put his dark days behind him, wanting to join a crew and set forth on honest adventuring and trading. Of course, he is always looking for revenge on that bastard Derzl.
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Re: Svar
Hey! Welcome to the BA, =D Just a few things before I approve this character.
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Just fix those things and I'll take another look. PM if you have any questions =D
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Re: Svar
Hmmm...The personality could use a little work, but that is up to you. I say.
*APPROVED* Come and introduce yourself, if you have any questions PM me or any of the other Council members, oh and Look into the "Battle School," its a gewd place to advance your skills.
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