[*]Name: Hardy Algandin[/*] [*]Age: 125[/*] [*]Gender: Female[/*] [*]Race: High Elf[/*] [*]Class: Blademaster[/*] [*]Appearance: [url=http://imgur.com/2WMQXVG.jpg]"Ready for sword times![/url][/*] [*]Personality: Hardy is a person who is considered intelligent, but also a bit of an oddball due to her rather unorthodox thoughts and seemingly slightly ditzy manner. She tends to think about things that no one else considers and has a rather active imagination, to the point that she is considered "someone who has their head stuck in the clouds". Due to this she is broadminded and receptive to a lot of things, especially strange quirks and phrases that she often mangles. Despite all this, she is at heart a very kind and helpful person that does her best to help others. When in battle though, she becomes a lot more focused and serious.[/*] [*]Brief Backstory: Hardy is not a typical High Elf. Raised by a human warrior who stumbled upon her being left out in the woods, Hardy grew up under the tutelage of an independent and forward thinking ex-adventurer who proceeded to give her a foundation for strangeness that she would eventually grow into. After she tried adventuring herself at the age of twenty, the adopted High Elf then wandered the world driven by curiosity and wanderlust and accumulated a lot of experience in her travels- which were often more strange than the average adventurer's too to boot.[/*] [*]Equipment: Hardy has on hand the vaunted Mithril long sword [Al-Sana-Ralandi] (Great Forces Blade). Unfortunately for the magical weapon capable of storing the a bit of the kinetic energies of prior sword swings and unleashing it all in one big blast (capable of easily knocking someone of Hardy's general shape and mass across a big room with little trouble at full power), the Blademaster went and named the sword "Pushy". Hardy also equips the light armor [Viridian Shell] over tough direbear leathers, the former of which is enchanted to gradually repair itself over time out of conflict and the latter of which is durable enough to blunt normal arrows enough to cause just bruises instead of piercing through as in the case of more normal treated hides.[/*] [*]Abilities: Hardy, despite her slightly ditzy demeanor suggests, is a supremely able swordswoman that has earned the title Blademaster a few decades back. She is scarily competent with all manners of swords; and to a lesser but still formidable extent, spears, daggers, and bare-handed fist fighting. Her favorite blade though is the long sword/hand-and-a-half sword, which she is able to wield with either one or both hands depending on the situation. Her own personal style was created after extensively traveling the lands and learning the various basics techniques from schools of swordsmanship as well as cribbing things that she deems works from her opponents or fellow adventurers during her long life. Eventually she streamlined the style to become "fast, versatile, and creative", a free form school that has no set standard move and whose techniques revolve on basic yet unorthodox techniques that chain well together to perform punishing combos. Besides this self-made "Hardy School of Swordsmanship", Hardy has the ability to enter a sort of hyper-focused zen state of mind once she properly gets in the groove and allows her to fight with maximum efficiency and minimum loss of power. Both outside and inside combat, Hardy is incredibly acrobatic and lithe, even more-so than the average elf. She is also a capable forager and knows a bit of the ranger skills such as trap making, camping, sneaking, and cooking with wild substances across a lot of territories.[/*]