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Character Name: David Sentre
Age: 13
Description(looks): Straight black hair, 5'9", Fit, Tan, Costa Rican
Host god*(if one): Nun
Magician? (y/n): Yes
If Magician, are you in the House of Life*? No
Powers: Can make inanimate objects explode with no trouble at all (Energy lost is 1/12 per explosion). Any other spells take 1/4 of his energy.
Flaws: Reckless, overly loyal, easily over powered
Pets: None
Talents/skills: Sword fighting, killing >
Weapon: Sword
Life Before Becoming Host/Magician**: David lived as a poor boy on the street of Costa Rica. Both of his parents had died when he was 4. His older brother had looked after him until he was 10, when he was shot dead by a gang. David lived the next two years of his life as a beggar, when one day he met a smuggler who refused to show his face. The strange b=man brought him over the boarder, and occasionally seemed to disappear. Whenever he wasn't gone, he asked David a lot of questions. At the end of the trip, the mysterious man revealed himself to be Nun, a so called Egyptian god. David was never educated, so he didn't know much about ancient "religion', or at least he wasn't supposed to. But it seemed he was an expert on the subject. Nun seemed to enjoy this more, and offered him to be his host. David agreed then chanted that spell thing.
RP Example**: I walked down the beach, looking for any abandoned supplies. As I walk down the shoreline, felt a weird feeling on my shoulder. I whipped around and saw a strange man in a sports jacket, only about 5 times too big for him. "Do you need smuggling over?" I stared at the man. He obviously was a risk taker, because I could easily approach an officer and have the man arrested. But I wouldn't. I needed work, and America would be the only place for that.I nodded, not bothering to mention the price. I would run when I got over to the other side when he asked for payment. "When do we leave?" I asked the man. "Tonight. Be here at sunset." I nodded then left, ignoring the police officer who had started to look at me intently. I groaned. He must of recognized me from the restaurant... incident. I started walking away faster, hoping he would decide as if I was nothing.
Age: 13
Description(looks): Straight black hair, 5'9", Fit, Tan, Costa Rican
Host god*(if one): Nun
Magician? (y/n): Yes
If Magician, are you in the House of Life*? No
Powers: Can make inanimate objects explode with no trouble at all (Energy lost is 1/12 per explosion). Any other spells take 1/4 of his energy.
Flaws: Reckless, overly loyal, easily over powered
Pets: None
Talents/skills: Sword fighting, killing >
Weapon: Sword
Life Before Becoming Host/Magician**: David lived as a poor boy on the street of Costa Rica. Both of his parents had died when he was 4. His older brother had looked after him until he was 10, when he was shot dead by a gang. David lived the next two years of his life as a beggar, when one day he met a smuggler who refused to show his face. The strange b=man brought him over the boarder, and occasionally seemed to disappear. Whenever he wasn't gone, he asked David a lot of questions. At the end of the trip, the mysterious man revealed himself to be Nun, a so called Egyptian god. David was never educated, so he didn't know much about ancient "religion', or at least he wasn't supposed to. But it seemed he was an expert on the subject. Nun seemed to enjoy this more, and offered him to be his host. David agreed then chanted that spell thing.
RP Example**: I walked down the beach, looking for any abandoned supplies. As I walk down the shoreline, felt a weird feeling on my shoulder. I whipped around and saw a strange man in a sports jacket, only about 5 times too big for him. "Do you need smuggling over?" I stared at the man. He obviously was a risk taker, because I could easily approach an officer and have the man arrested. But I wouldn't. I needed work, and America would be the only place for that.I nodded, not bothering to mention the price. I would run when I got over to the other side when he asked for payment. "When do we leave?" I asked the man. "Tonight. Be here at sunset." I nodded then left, ignoring the police officer who had started to look at me intently. I groaned. He must of recognized me from the restaurant... incident. I started walking away faster, hoping he would decide as if I was nothing.
Last edited by Lob on Fri May 28, 2010 4:13 pm; edited 1 time in total
