Post by Liam McAdam on Jun 23, 2009 16:37:46 GMT -5
Name: Liam McAdam
Age: 16 years old
Position: Mercenary (Betrayed prince [see history])
Birthday: February 20th
Race: Pure-blooded elf
Eye Color: Sapphire Blue
Hair: Curtained blond
Height: approximately 6 ft
Figure: Semi-athletic, meek
Appearance: Liam tends to wear clothing traditional to his heritage, usually a brown tunic and brown pants, yet these clothes are just a symbol of his tenacity. Both articles of clothing have the wear and tear of someone who has gone through at least six years worth of fighting for his life. He also had numerous scars on his arms, legs, and torso, one very prominent near where his left lung is.
Family:
None- he was the only elf in his entire encampment 'untimely ripped from his mother's womb' to put it in Shakespearean terms. He is, however, the last of his bloodline of using 'magic', though he doesn't realize it.
Weapon Skills: If anything, Liam is great at utilizing a sword, like all from his home are, yet his true skill lies within a knife. He is otherwise a fast learner with any weapon type, despite the fact he hasn't used many.
Personality:
Liam often comes out as a cold, cautious individual, yet this is due to the fact he can't trust a lot of people. Once someone gets to know him, he is really a determined survivor. Despite the fact he doesn't like to fight, he seems to enjoy his profession as a mercenary. He is willing to fight for one reason alone: to test his limits and push past them. Being paid for his fighting was only a fortunate by product. He tends to be ignorant to more social matters, especially if it comes to love.
History: Liam, born to elfin royalty, was destined for the lifestyle his parents had. During a coup d'-tat, his entire family was massacred while he was still in his mother's womb. As a result, he had to be 'untimely ripped from his mother's body' in order to survive. The new rulers of his home nation believed in one thing; Only the best can live to see the light of tomorrow. Placed in the lowest rank, life became a fight for survival, every day a test to see if he could live until he was able to leave his home to find a new place. His crew was assorted into 4 balancing members. Raika, the elite fighter who came out of every battle unscathed. Nicholai: The tactician who managed to survive with very few wounds. Ivan: the 'Tank' who always racked up a ten kill minimum. And himself: dubbed 'Mr. Death' by Raika for his uncanny ability to survive, even after being slaughtered to an inch of his life. Even when his team mates abandon him and let a gang of 20 warriors attack him, no matter how wounded he was, he would always return to his team.
Bearing an immense hatred to his squad, mostly Raika due to their 'rank gap', and how she always went out of her way to bring him to near-death in every 'training session', he swore one day he would leave his home. On the day of his 16th birthday, he gathered his things and left his home, but not before having an argument with Raika, who was questioning if he truly hated their squad. In a quote, his response was "I'll let you in on a little secret...You're the one I hate the most.." and after saying that, he turned his back to her and ran off. He was too hasty, since Raika had planned to let him in on her own secret: She was in love with him, and knew of his rightful place as leader of their country. It took him a few months to travel, soon finding himself in Avaren. His first 'mission' was somewhat unwilling. He had to kill a few bandits for a modest price, thus sparking his career as a mercenary.
Age: 16 years old
Position: Mercenary (Betrayed prince [see history])
Birthday: February 20th
Race: Pure-blooded elf
Eye Color: Sapphire Blue
Hair: Curtained blond
Height: approximately 6 ft
Figure: Semi-athletic, meek
Appearance: Liam tends to wear clothing traditional to his heritage, usually a brown tunic and brown pants, yet these clothes are just a symbol of his tenacity. Both articles of clothing have the wear and tear of someone who has gone through at least six years worth of fighting for his life. He also had numerous scars on his arms, legs, and torso, one very prominent near where his left lung is.
Family:
None- he was the only elf in his entire encampment 'untimely ripped from his mother's womb' to put it in Shakespearean terms. He is, however, the last of his bloodline of using 'magic', though he doesn't realize it.
Weapon Skills: If anything, Liam is great at utilizing a sword, like all from his home are, yet his true skill lies within a knife. He is otherwise a fast learner with any weapon type, despite the fact he hasn't used many.
Personality:
Liam often comes out as a cold, cautious individual, yet this is due to the fact he can't trust a lot of people. Once someone gets to know him, he is really a determined survivor. Despite the fact he doesn't like to fight, he seems to enjoy his profession as a mercenary. He is willing to fight for one reason alone: to test his limits and push past them. Being paid for his fighting was only a fortunate by product. He tends to be ignorant to more social matters, especially if it comes to love.
History: Liam, born to elfin royalty, was destined for the lifestyle his parents had. During a coup d'-tat, his entire family was massacred while he was still in his mother's womb. As a result, he had to be 'untimely ripped from his mother's body' in order to survive. The new rulers of his home nation believed in one thing; Only the best can live to see the light of tomorrow. Placed in the lowest rank, life became a fight for survival, every day a test to see if he could live until he was able to leave his home to find a new place. His crew was assorted into 4 balancing members. Raika, the elite fighter who came out of every battle unscathed. Nicholai: The tactician who managed to survive with very few wounds. Ivan: the 'Tank' who always racked up a ten kill minimum. And himself: dubbed 'Mr. Death' by Raika for his uncanny ability to survive, even after being slaughtered to an inch of his life. Even when his team mates abandon him and let a gang of 20 warriors attack him, no matter how wounded he was, he would always return to his team.
Bearing an immense hatred to his squad, mostly Raika due to their 'rank gap', and how she always went out of her way to bring him to near-death in every 'training session', he swore one day he would leave his home. On the day of his 16th birthday, he gathered his things and left his home, but not before having an argument with Raika, who was questioning if he truly hated their squad. In a quote, his response was "I'll let you in on a little secret...You're the one I hate the most.." and after saying that, he turned his back to her and ran off. He was too hasty, since Raika had planned to let him in on her own secret: She was in love with him, and knew of his rightful place as leader of their country. It took him a few months to travel, soon finding himself in Avaren. His first 'mission' was somewhat unwilling. He had to kill a few bandits for a modest price, thus sparking his career as a mercenary.