Post by aiden on Mar 16, 2007 17:38:06 GMT -5
Name: Aiden Mathews
Age: 25
Race: Human
Gender: Male
One paragraph on how you received your invite:
I didn’t actually receive a invitation, I have another character already in the site and thought it was so much fun, why not toss a second in and increase the mixture already here.
One detailed paragraph on reason for your travel to Cashel Castle:
The reason Aiden is traveling to the Castle is because he longs for some relaxation, and peace. He is content in his life and is looking for some spice to add to it. He has heard rumours of this Cashel castle and its owner Nicolas Cashel, of things like how time stills here and he wants a taste, no matter how small it may be.
Personal history:
Aiden grew up on his family’s ranch, surrounded by the open, flatness of the land and its lush greenness, he learned from his father and brothers the way a horse ranch was made to thrive. Years spent in this world brought him much satisfaction, but something always nagged at him, whether he was riding the range or working in the barns. He would sit upon his horse and stare across the landscape at what might lay beyond its greenness. One autumn while the family was taking the stock to market he was enjoying ale in a tavern when the conversation near by brought his attention around, they spoke of this Cashel castle. Its wonders and such and he was hooked on it, he spent the next two years working his arse off to get the time off to come to this place he had only ever pictured in his mind, finally his time came and he wasted not a second leaving his home to travel to the castle.
Characters appearance:
Aiden is a tall human, whose height tops 6’2, with an athletic build; he had bluish, grey eyes that remind you of a frozen lake in colour and glare. His facial features appear harden, but with being outside all the time, this is not surprising.
His hair is very short and kept that way, so he never has to bother with it. He dresses in dark clothes, but sometimes wears a colour shirt just to add some flash to his appearance.
Character’s personality:
Aiden is a quiet man, he sees a lot and thinks things over before speaking usually. He can be abrasive and slightly unpredictable, he has to the stubbornness to succeed in life and take what he wants by hard work.
He is like most men, he appreciates a pretty girl and at the same time, he looks for something more in the people he wants around him.
Social status:
Aiden is not a poor man, nor is he overflowing rich, as part owner of a large horse ranch he does well for himself under that title.
Role-playing sample:
Kane sat and ate his meal, he was tired after traveling so far, he was planning on staying here in this tavern for a few days, rest up perhaps learn of some new bounty's he could chase down and definitely purchase a horse. No self respecting demon should be walking besides, his boots lost their shine in the dust of traveling.
He glanced up at a roar of laughter from a side table, men gathered around it so that not a inch of table could be spared, it was clear they were all bounty hunters, for leaflets were scattered across the table.
A game of cards where the purse was flyer's and the rights to claim the bounty for themselves. Kane never gambled, he never gave up a bounty for a turn of a card, nope,he was far to ruthless and greedy to do that sport.
Sitting back he pulled a slim leather pouch from his coat, pulling out a slim black rolled cigar, he tucked the pouch away as he leaned forward and placed it between his demonic teeth, the candle's weak flame lighting its tip of crimson orange, as he drew it deeply into his lungs.
Taking the cigar from his lips he watched the sport at the next table his orbs upon the papers, for a new bounty he perhaps missed in his travels. Kane stood up as the table of bounty hunters became louder, he carried his empty mug past the table and stopped. Looking down at the papers that spread across the wooden surface he leaned in and picked up one.
"I got this lad four months ago boys, your slacking as bounty hunters." he grinned as he crumpled the wanted poster and was about to move away when he noticed the face of a girl staring up from the pile.
She was the one from the other city he had visited, the lion shifter, her reward was enough to lift his eyebrows as he moved away from the table and headed to the bar.
He went to stand beside the male, who's large black wings pushed against him. "Give a bit a room boy!" he growled as he placed his mug on the bar and slapped a hand down to gain the barkeepers attention.
He turned on his side and leaned against the bar, looking at the male without caring what the man thought of his open gaze. "You fly with those things, or do they just hang around looking heavy for nothing?" he asked the man motioning with his hand to the wings.
Age: 25
Race: Human
Gender: Male
One paragraph on how you received your invite:
I didn’t actually receive a invitation, I have another character already in the site and thought it was so much fun, why not toss a second in and increase the mixture already here.
One detailed paragraph on reason for your travel to Cashel Castle:
The reason Aiden is traveling to the Castle is because he longs for some relaxation, and peace. He is content in his life and is looking for some spice to add to it. He has heard rumours of this Cashel castle and its owner Nicolas Cashel, of things like how time stills here and he wants a taste, no matter how small it may be.
Personal history:
Aiden grew up on his family’s ranch, surrounded by the open, flatness of the land and its lush greenness, he learned from his father and brothers the way a horse ranch was made to thrive. Years spent in this world brought him much satisfaction, but something always nagged at him, whether he was riding the range or working in the barns. He would sit upon his horse and stare across the landscape at what might lay beyond its greenness. One autumn while the family was taking the stock to market he was enjoying ale in a tavern when the conversation near by brought his attention around, they spoke of this Cashel castle. Its wonders and such and he was hooked on it, he spent the next two years working his arse off to get the time off to come to this place he had only ever pictured in his mind, finally his time came and he wasted not a second leaving his home to travel to the castle.
Characters appearance:
Aiden is a tall human, whose height tops 6’2, with an athletic build; he had bluish, grey eyes that remind you of a frozen lake in colour and glare. His facial features appear harden, but with being outside all the time, this is not surprising.
His hair is very short and kept that way, so he never has to bother with it. He dresses in dark clothes, but sometimes wears a colour shirt just to add some flash to his appearance.
Character’s personality:
Aiden is a quiet man, he sees a lot and thinks things over before speaking usually. He can be abrasive and slightly unpredictable, he has to the stubbornness to succeed in life and take what he wants by hard work.
He is like most men, he appreciates a pretty girl and at the same time, he looks for something more in the people he wants around him.
Social status:
Aiden is not a poor man, nor is he overflowing rich, as part owner of a large horse ranch he does well for himself under that title.
Role-playing sample:
Kane sat and ate his meal, he was tired after traveling so far, he was planning on staying here in this tavern for a few days, rest up perhaps learn of some new bounty's he could chase down and definitely purchase a horse. No self respecting demon should be walking besides, his boots lost their shine in the dust of traveling.
He glanced up at a roar of laughter from a side table, men gathered around it so that not a inch of table could be spared, it was clear they were all bounty hunters, for leaflets were scattered across the table.
A game of cards where the purse was flyer's and the rights to claim the bounty for themselves. Kane never gambled, he never gave up a bounty for a turn of a card, nope,he was far to ruthless and greedy to do that sport.
Sitting back he pulled a slim leather pouch from his coat, pulling out a slim black rolled cigar, he tucked the pouch away as he leaned forward and placed it between his demonic teeth, the candle's weak flame lighting its tip of crimson orange, as he drew it deeply into his lungs.
Taking the cigar from his lips he watched the sport at the next table his orbs upon the papers, for a new bounty he perhaps missed in his travels. Kane stood up as the table of bounty hunters became louder, he carried his empty mug past the table and stopped. Looking down at the papers that spread across the wooden surface he leaned in and picked up one.
"I got this lad four months ago boys, your slacking as bounty hunters." he grinned as he crumpled the wanted poster and was about to move away when he noticed the face of a girl staring up from the pile.
She was the one from the other city he had visited, the lion shifter, her reward was enough to lift his eyebrows as he moved away from the table and headed to the bar.
He went to stand beside the male, who's large black wings pushed against him. "Give a bit a room boy!" he growled as he placed his mug on the bar and slapped a hand down to gain the barkeepers attention.
He turned on his side and leaned against the bar, looking at the male without caring what the man thought of his open gaze. "You fly with those things, or do they just hang around looking heavy for nothing?" he asked the man motioning with his hand to the wings.