Post by Sinner on Jan 20, 2007 20:12:30 GMT -5
your name: Sinner
other characters RPed on DRA: None
character:
name: Eragon
age: 15 (don't know exactly how old he is)
gender: Male
race: Human
allegiance: None Yet
description:
He is somewhat tall and has rough looking brown/blonde hair. Soft blue orbs blend in with the rest of him and his skin is fair in color. Broad shoulders hold himself evenly, the signs of a growing man. Hands are medium in size and hold power yet gentleness.
Chest is broad and compliments his features. Waist blends in evenly banishing any sort of girlish figure. Although he is young he has the makings of a fine man. Legs are long layered with thin muscle and his feet also hold him evenly. Clothes differ every day from work clothes to those of the cleaner sunday clothes.
personality:
His spirit blazes wildly within him. Rebellion is no stranger to Eragon for he fights for what he believes in. Compelled to protect others he is brave yet has the fears of all others. The fear of unfortunate death and losing those close to him. He does know disipline though and will follow orders. Many times he argues yet either way he will follow the path he thinks is right.
Eragon is always learning wether he is aware of it or not. Truly he seems to never run out of questions always curious of the unthinkable. Exploring into the myths that were thought dead and gone. Unfortunately though Eragon always seems to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or as Saphira says, he is always sticking his nose in places it dosen't belong.
history:
He has lived with his uncle Garrow for as long as he can remember. His mother, a mysterious unknown soul, left him in Garrow's care as soon as she had named him. Eragon has been working beside his cousin, Roran, and his uncle his whole life on the little farm they own.
Eragon hunts for the family in order to provide or purchase meat. Not fearing the Spine he ventures off in search of prey or anything worth selling for the family. Surviving the hardships they all go through Garrow, Roran, and Eragon are very close.
family: Garrow (uncle) and Roran (cousin)
rp sample:
Eyes flickered open and roamed about the familiar room. Light shone through the open window as the curtains swung lazily in the breeze. Fighting with himself Eragon rose to an upright position thinking of all the work that had to be done. Rising he touched his feet to the cold floor shrinking back with an angry grumble. Finally he forced himself out of bed and got dressed.
Slowly he made his way down the stairs arriving at the table he plunked himself down. "Mornin' everyone! His voice attempted to sound cheery yet it held the thick sense of exhaustion. Roran walked over guliping down some milk and sat beside Eragon. "Didn't get enough sleep did you?" Roran's voice held the hint of laughter as he ruffled my hair. With a small sigh I looked to my breakfast and began to eat feeling energy pump through me. "No but I'll survive," he said looking to Garrow as his uncle spoke. "You better! There's a lot of work to be done before the frost comes!" Lyrics held the crack of age as Garrow spoke but Eragon dismissed it cleaning up then heading outside to begin the harvest.
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-CORRECT-other characters RPed on DRA: None
character:
name: Eragon
age: 15 (don't know exactly how old he is)
gender: Male
race: Human
allegiance: None Yet
description:
He is somewhat tall and has rough looking brown/blonde hair. Soft blue orbs blend in with the rest of him and his skin is fair in color. Broad shoulders hold himself evenly, the signs of a growing man. Hands are medium in size and hold power yet gentleness.
Chest is broad and compliments his features. Waist blends in evenly banishing any sort of girlish figure. Although he is young he has the makings of a fine man. Legs are long layered with thin muscle and his feet also hold him evenly. Clothes differ every day from work clothes to those of the cleaner sunday clothes.
personality:
His spirit blazes wildly within him. Rebellion is no stranger to Eragon for he fights for what he believes in. Compelled to protect others he is brave yet has the fears of all others. The fear of unfortunate death and losing those close to him. He does know disipline though and will follow orders. Many times he argues yet either way he will follow the path he thinks is right.
Eragon is always learning wether he is aware of it or not. Truly he seems to never run out of questions always curious of the unthinkable. Exploring into the myths that were thought dead and gone. Unfortunately though Eragon always seems to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or as Saphira says, he is always sticking his nose in places it dosen't belong.
history:
He has lived with his uncle Garrow for as long as he can remember. His mother, a mysterious unknown soul, left him in Garrow's care as soon as she had named him. Eragon has been working beside his cousin, Roran, and his uncle his whole life on the little farm they own.
Eragon hunts for the family in order to provide or purchase meat. Not fearing the Spine he ventures off in search of prey or anything worth selling for the family. Surviving the hardships they all go through Garrow, Roran, and Eragon are very close.
family: Garrow (uncle) and Roran (cousin)
rp sample:
Eyes flickered open and roamed about the familiar room. Light shone through the open window as the curtains swung lazily in the breeze. Fighting with himself Eragon rose to an upright position thinking of all the work that had to be done. Rising he touched his feet to the cold floor shrinking back with an angry grumble. Finally he forced himself out of bed and got dressed.
Slowly he made his way down the stairs arriving at the table he plunked himself down. "Mornin' everyone! His voice attempted to sound cheery yet it held the thick sense of exhaustion. Roran walked over guliping down some milk and sat beside Eragon. "Didn't get enough sleep did you?" Roran's voice held the hint of laughter as he ruffled my hair. With a small sigh I looked to my breakfast and began to eat feeling energy pump through me. "No but I'll survive," he said looking to Garrow as his uncle spoke. "You better! There's a lot of work to be done before the frost comes!" Lyrics held the crack of age as Garrow spoke but Eragon dismissed it cleaning up then heading outside to begin the harvest.
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