Post by Feadrochen Tytashi on Oct 9, 2005 17:36:43 GMT -5
Full Name - Feadrochen Pyrie Tytashi
*Pseudonym (nickname) -Feadrochen (The White Rider)
Age -24
Gender - Male
Likes - Bows, fighting, his people
Dislikes - Sauron and his followers
Loyalty - The Elves
Combat - e.g
Sword (on foot) - 10
Short/Long Bow -20
Axe - 0
Halbeard - 0
Sword (Horseback) - 5
(total must be no more than 35)
Magical Abilities - The ability of foresight and elven eye
Control of Element - wind
Weapons (At least one) - Long Bow, Short Bow and two Elven Blades
Race - Elf
Strengths (Limit is three) -Archery. Dual Blade fighting.
Weaknesses - Horseback fighting, long sword weilding and axe weilding
Appearance -
Personality - Feadrochen is very nice and will do anything to make sure that his friends, family, people and allies are protected. He likes fighting from long range so he wont die and his parents wouldn't have to suffer his loss.
History - He had the name Feadrochen beacause in sindarin it means The Whitre Rider. When he was a teenager He was in a fight... He was too young so he covered himself in white robes. As He fought. He helped win the war. HE is now in green robes , for the Elves, made him, these are theyre war robes.
Role Play Sample (At least 100 words. Be warned, we will count!) Feadrochen walked onto the Battlefield in his Green Elven war robes. He closed his eyes and listened. He could hear The stomping of metal armor in the distance. His Hand clenched tightly on his bow. He raised it and shot an arrow into the air. He listened as The arrow sliced through the air. As it arched downwards he heard the splatter of blood. He opened his eyes and talked to the commander of the army. "They are withen Bow range... Send your archers to the front towers." with the word he rushed to the tower. He took how bow and strung back on it. "FIRE!" He yelled to the archers. Thousands of arrows flew through the air and hit unsuspecting orcs. He smirked "the war is begun."
*Pseudonym (nickname) -Feadrochen (The White Rider)
Age -24
Gender - Male
Likes - Bows, fighting, his people
Dislikes - Sauron and his followers
Loyalty - The Elves
Combat - e.g
Sword (on foot) - 10
Short/Long Bow -20
Axe - 0
Halbeard - 0
Sword (Horseback) - 5
(total must be no more than 35)
Magical Abilities - The ability of foresight and elven eye
Control of Element - wind
Weapons (At least one) - Long Bow, Short Bow and two Elven Blades
Race - Elf
Strengths (Limit is three) -Archery. Dual Blade fighting.
Weaknesses - Horseback fighting, long sword weilding and axe weilding
Appearance -
Personality - Feadrochen is very nice and will do anything to make sure that his friends, family, people and allies are protected. He likes fighting from long range so he wont die and his parents wouldn't have to suffer his loss.
History - He had the name Feadrochen beacause in sindarin it means The Whitre Rider. When he was a teenager He was in a fight... He was too young so he covered himself in white robes. As He fought. He helped win the war. HE is now in green robes , for the Elves, made him, these are theyre war robes.
Role Play Sample (At least 100 words. Be warned, we will count!) Feadrochen walked onto the Battlefield in his Green Elven war robes. He closed his eyes and listened. He could hear The stomping of metal armor in the distance. His Hand clenched tightly on his bow. He raised it and shot an arrow into the air. He listened as The arrow sliced through the air. As it arched downwards he heard the splatter of blood. He opened his eyes and talked to the commander of the army. "They are withen Bow range... Send your archers to the front towers." with the word he rushed to the tower. He took how bow and strung back on it. "FIRE!" He yelled to the archers. Thousands of arrows flew through the air and hit unsuspecting orcs. He smirked "the war is begun."
