CHARACTER TEMPLATE
Name: Arent Vialore
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: Human
Class: Archer
Appearance: Tall and tan skinned, with a lean frame and a would be handsome face (if not for the long scar extending from left ear to chin) with dull grey eyes and a defined jaw and cheekbones. His black hair cut short, he is usually seen cladded in black leather armour and a forest green hooded cloak for camouflage. On his back his trusty bow (made from a dark wood and intricately carved with spirals of dragons and other magical creatures, said to be crafted by elves) and a quiver full of arrows. In his belts lie an assortment of knives and daggers, which are usually reserved for throwing in close range combat.
Personality: Cunning and mischievous, a smirk is never far from his face. He always trys to make the most of a bad situation and is fiercely loyal.
Background: He was born in a little village bordering a great forest with only his father (his mother was apparently a women from a band of traveling traders), he and his father were impoverished, so he had to help his father hunt from the tender age of 5. Growing up in the woods with a bow in your hand has its advantages, however, as he can shoot as keenly and move just as silently as any elf. When his father was killed by a band of raiders, he committed himself to adventuring, and making the most of life.
Name: Arent Vialore
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: Human
Class: Archer
Appearance: Tall and tan skinned, with a lean frame and a would be handsome face (if not for the long scar extending from left ear to chin) with dull grey eyes and a defined jaw and cheekbones. His black hair cut short, he is usually seen cladded in black leather armour and a forest green hooded cloak for camouflage. On his back his trusty bow (made from a dark wood and intricately carved with spirals of dragons and other magical creatures, said to be crafted by elves) and a quiver full of arrows. In his belts lie an assortment of knives and daggers, which are usually reserved for throwing in close range combat.
Personality: Cunning and mischievous, a smirk is never far from his face. He always trys to make the most of a bad situation and is fiercely loyal.
Background: He was born in a little village bordering a great forest with only his father (his mother was apparently a women from a band of traveling traders), he and his father were impoverished, so he had to help his father hunt from the tender age of 5. Growing up in the woods with a bow in your hand has its advantages, however, as he can shoot as keenly and move just as silently as any elf. When his father was killed by a band of raiders, he committed himself to adventuring, and making the most of life.
