Post by chetafox on Dec 5, 2008 16:35:56 GMT -5
Era: Baron's Corruption
Name: Eli (Ee-lie)
Sex: Male
Age: 12
Appearance: He is a typical, small child. Being young, his body hasn't really had time to develop the muscle mass of an older man, so he remains a little on the stringy side with a fair athletic build. A healthy bronze glow colors his skin, from years of working as an errand boy in the sun. His hair, usually unkempt except for special occasions, is a dark chocolate color, streaks of red accenting the color. His bangs are longer than the back of his hair, and they almost always fall into his face, covering the left side. Sometimes, if on a job, he'll wear a headband of simple red cloth to keep his hair out of his eyes. His clothes consist of a plain white tee-shirt, stained and soiled with dirt and grime, and a pair of long, brown cargo shorts. His shirt tucks into his shorts, and two thin leather belts keep his shorts from slipping off his slender hips. Brown sandals adorn his feet, the straps wrapping up his thin ankles to the middle of his shins, and a pair of leather bracers and specially designed, padded, fingerless gloves are secured on his hands. Compared to most, he is indeed a small kid, but to other children his age, he's above average height. Technically, he's at 4'9". His eye color is a dull, trodden hazel.
Posture: Straight and proper when on a job. When not, he tries to blend into the background, and seems to 'shrink' under people's stares.
Personality: Reserved, polite, and quiet. He's had proper etiquette basically beaten into him by the Krimson Guard, for whom he works. At ease, he smiles more and finds it easier to actually talk. When people yell, he'll start to freak out and think he's under an order again, picking up the rigidity necessary to make it with the Guards as their errand-boy.
Occupation: Runner for the guards. He brings messages to and from places.
Abilities/Skills: Quick runner, good memory. Also skilled in parkour and dodging -people-.
Powers: Basic level Blue eco.
Weapons: He carries one small, concealable knife. Or he'll find random objects lying around streets, if he needs a quick way to defend himself and he for some reason doesn't have his knife with him.
Relationships: His mother and father (who will remain nameless), but he hasn't seen them in a long time, and doesn't even know if they're alive anymore.
Story about them/History: So like, he lived with his folks. Then, for some reason...We'll say... Accused of treason, they got arrested! Dun Dun DUUNNN. Our dear boy, Eli, was told by the KG that the only way to free his precious parents would be to work for them. Scared out of his brain, he couldn't do anything but agree to the terms.
By now, he's given up on the notion of ever seeing his parents again--he doesn't even know if they're still alive--and remains working for the KG because it's the only thing he really knows how to do.
Name: Eli (Ee-lie)
Sex: Male
Age: 12
Appearance: He is a typical, small child. Being young, his body hasn't really had time to develop the muscle mass of an older man, so he remains a little on the stringy side with a fair athletic build. A healthy bronze glow colors his skin, from years of working as an errand boy in the sun. His hair, usually unkempt except for special occasions, is a dark chocolate color, streaks of red accenting the color. His bangs are longer than the back of his hair, and they almost always fall into his face, covering the left side. Sometimes, if on a job, he'll wear a headband of simple red cloth to keep his hair out of his eyes. His clothes consist of a plain white tee-shirt, stained and soiled with dirt and grime, and a pair of long, brown cargo shorts. His shirt tucks into his shorts, and two thin leather belts keep his shorts from slipping off his slender hips. Brown sandals adorn his feet, the straps wrapping up his thin ankles to the middle of his shins, and a pair of leather bracers and specially designed, padded, fingerless gloves are secured on his hands. Compared to most, he is indeed a small kid, but to other children his age, he's above average height. Technically, he's at 4'9". His eye color is a dull, trodden hazel.
Posture: Straight and proper when on a job. When not, he tries to blend into the background, and seems to 'shrink' under people's stares.
Personality: Reserved, polite, and quiet. He's had proper etiquette basically beaten into him by the Krimson Guard, for whom he works. At ease, he smiles more and finds it easier to actually talk. When people yell, he'll start to freak out and think he's under an order again, picking up the rigidity necessary to make it with the Guards as their errand-boy.
Occupation: Runner for the guards. He brings messages to and from places.
Abilities/Skills: Quick runner, good memory. Also skilled in parkour and dodging -people-.
Powers: Basic level Blue eco.
Weapons: He carries one small, concealable knife. Or he'll find random objects lying around streets, if he needs a quick way to defend himself and he for some reason doesn't have his knife with him.
Relationships: His mother and father (who will remain nameless), but he hasn't seen them in a long time, and doesn't even know if they're alive anymore.
Story about them/History: So like, he lived with his folks. Then, for some reason...We'll say... Accused of treason, they got arrested! Dun Dun DUUNNN. Our dear boy, Eli, was told by the KG that the only way to free his precious parents would be to work for them. Scared out of his brain, he couldn't do anything but agree to the terms.
By now, he's given up on the notion of ever seeing his parents again--he doesn't even know if they're still alive--and remains working for the KG because it's the only thing he really knows how to do.
