Post by Reg. J on Aug 2, 2008 13:49:55 GMT -5
Name:
Reg. J.
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Wizard,Human.Witch: Human. Ex-soldier
Powers: None. But mad sword fighting skills and is pretty good with a rifle.
History: Reg was a solider during the war that ended eight months ago. A valiant and noble soul, he became a war hero on an air craft that was shot down towards the end of the war. He was the only survivor of Regiment J, thus giving him the name Reg since he doesn’t know his real name. Reg doesn’t remember anything before that attack of his life previous. He suffers from amnesia, and is now in search of his live previous to the war. He rides on a great brown stallion he named Kinder. Kinder has a terrible disposition and a fighting spirit. The only one he allows on him is Reginald.
Appearance: Tall and well built, Reginald still dressed in the uniform of a solider. His hair is brown and long, down past his waist, and he wears it back in a ponytail. His eyes are a deep brown color, filled with a black shadow. Unknown to him, a spell cast on him conceals his thoughts and mind from others.
Personality: Tall, dark, and handsome. Reginald is a lone traveler with his horse. He is somewhat desperate to find out who he is. He wonders if he has a family that misses him. He is in search of a wizard or witch that can help him…
Custom Title:
“The Lost Solider”
Sample RP:
Markl heard Sophies voice and he looked up to where she was coming down the stairs, now feeling very guilty. He was coming down off of his temper tantrum and was very sorry for it. If he could have gone back in time and changed things he would have.
He didn’t respond to the comments about family. He knew they were right. But still he couldn’t help feeling like a growing child who was getting to big for his own skin. Unless things changed between now and six months from now, he would make arrangements on his own to leave…
“I think we have some shortbread…” Markl said softly, going to the opposite side of the room as Howl and starting to looking through a few tins in order to find the sweet thing for Sophie…
Reg. J.
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Wizard,Human.Witch: Human. Ex-soldier
Powers: None. But mad sword fighting skills and is pretty good with a rifle.
History: Reg was a solider during the war that ended eight months ago. A valiant and noble soul, he became a war hero on an air craft that was shot down towards the end of the war. He was the only survivor of Regiment J, thus giving him the name Reg since he doesn’t know his real name. Reg doesn’t remember anything before that attack of his life previous. He suffers from amnesia, and is now in search of his live previous to the war. He rides on a great brown stallion he named Kinder. Kinder has a terrible disposition and a fighting spirit. The only one he allows on him is Reginald.
Appearance: Tall and well built, Reginald still dressed in the uniform of a solider. His hair is brown and long, down past his waist, and he wears it back in a ponytail. His eyes are a deep brown color, filled with a black shadow. Unknown to him, a spell cast on him conceals his thoughts and mind from others.
Personality: Tall, dark, and handsome. Reginald is a lone traveler with his horse. He is somewhat desperate to find out who he is. He wonders if he has a family that misses him. He is in search of a wizard or witch that can help him…
Custom Title:
“The Lost Solider”
Sample RP:
Markl heard Sophies voice and he looked up to where she was coming down the stairs, now feeling very guilty. He was coming down off of his temper tantrum and was very sorry for it. If he could have gone back in time and changed things he would have.
He didn’t respond to the comments about family. He knew they were right. But still he couldn’t help feeling like a growing child who was getting to big for his own skin. Unless things changed between now and six months from now, he would make arrangements on his own to leave…
“I think we have some shortbread…” Markl said softly, going to the opposite side of the room as Howl and starting to looking through a few tins in order to find the sweet thing for Sophie…
