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User Name: Reivan the Drow
Character Name: T'eth Kael'ith
Character Nick Name: Tek
Age: 42
Gender: Male
Race: Drelahn
The drelahn are a race of reptilian humanoids hailing from the desert world Yril (ear-ill) in the scorpio constellation. They average about 7-8 feet tall and can be seen with metallic or jewel toned scales,[metallic tones being the more common] and non-prehensile tails. Strong bodied and sharp minded they hold more skill testing roles above technological trades. Nomads by nature they made their way in the cosmos as merchants and traders during the early centuries of their space travel, with a feudal society similar to that of earths Japan.
Nearly a hundred years ago, a Drelahn exploration team landed on a small inhabited planet with a technological level equal to that of mid-21st century earth. both sides feared the worst and war broke out, but it was the drelahn who ended it quickly. In the debris of a shattered world and a newly extict race, the once proud nomads realized what they had done, and what they had become. Only recently have they encountered the UC and have yet to officially join, though things look hopefull as more and more young ones enlist with the UC militia.
Sexuality: Hetero
Description: T'eth Stands at 7'6" is slightly slender for his kind with Bronze scales and bright amber eyes. His chest and right arm bear the runic scars of his peoples rite of passage along with several gained from simple survival on his homeworld, each one holding a story he's more than happy to share.
Personality: Quick to lash out at those who question his reason for doing things but just as quick to explain his ways to anyone who asks. Liek the endless sands of his homeworld, T'eth is constantly changing.
Graduated Academy: (Which Academy your character graduated from)
Job: Navigation/Infantry
Classification and Rank: Pilot/2LT
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History: T'ek is the son of a Heirarch's advisor and grew up being raised to carry on the family duties. In his spare time though he secretly trained with the court warriors, learning their ways and codes. Once he took the rites of passage he left his homeworld and enlisted with the Stellar Navy, excelling as a pilot, with deams of captaining his own ship some day.
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Role Playing Sample:
Darkness shrouded the temple that rested in the far east of the world. One a place of worship for some long forgotten deity, the ruins now stood witness to the beginnign of a new age for the world. night concealed the ancient place, though it was daylight all around it. Within the unnatural, evil, shade, a cloaked figure looked over a map of the land a host of ten thousand serpentine warriors gathered behind him. The figure nodded and the creature to his right unleashed a roar that was echoed by the army as they began their march.
The army decimated all in their path until reaching a walled city-state many days march north of Shana, As the city burned, a single survivor, a member of the citizen milita, ran for his life, death and chaos was everywhere, and no matter where he turned it seemed that the damned serpents where always ahead of him. Finally he turned a corner to find two humanoids, one a young woman clutching a child, the other was a dark skinned elf with snowy white hair. Relieved to find creatures of good among the blood and fire and evil, the guard stumbled forward, about to say something when he saw the look of stunned horror and unimaginable sorrow in the woman's face. it was then he saw the elf pull a bloody dagger from the child, and several of the invaders gatherign around the end of the alleyway. The dark elf threw the childs body aside and motioned to the serpents, "use the woman as you see fit" he hissed wiping off his dagger and approachign the guard. The human fell back and tried to crawl away, horrified. "Y-YOU'RE A MONSTER!!!!" The elf paused and unleashed a terrible, heartless laugh, "Me? A monster?" the male asked, a twisted, bloodthirsty grin on his face and a horrifiying insanity burnign behind the crimson eyes. The dark one knelt and examined the ornate dagger lazily before pullign the guard in close, "Let me tell you a little secret my friend... I am NOT a monster...." a sudden swift flick of the elfs wrist and th eguard clawed vainly at his bleeding throat. Dropping the man, the elf stood and wipped his dagger off once again, "I...am a Drow." smirking, Reivan Alael Quel'aran turned to face the warriors, "spread the word. We build our capital here." the leader of the squad nodded and left with th eothers, leaving Reivan to examine the scene around him. Chuckling he began making his way through the carnage to what was left of the regent lord's manor to begin planning his conquest.
 Reivan The Drow · Tue Jan 26, 2010 @ 01:05am · 0 Comments |
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