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Post by ARTEMIS VESUVIUS on Dec 28, 2010 16:52:19 GMT -5
«Name:»»
Artemis Vesuvius
«Age: »»
17 [315]
«Canon or OC: »»
OC
«Alliance: »»
Good
«Personality: »»
«» Artemis is a silent, kind guy. Having a very care-free attitude about him he does his best to be polite around people. Always referring to people by Miss, Mrs., or Mr. He has an odd thing about never being able to refer people by their first name unless told or if they’re from a high class family. He rarely says things to people and mostly keeps to himself. Being a guy who’s more accustomed to being with animals rather then with people he gets a little freaked out when people start put their attention onto him. He’s very shy around women and is a bit of a prude. Yet he’s easy to get along with and doesn’t dare to hold a grudge against someone.
«» A bit of a naïve person with everyday encounters he’s the guy that would do anything to help a friend out of a sticky situation. No matter the danger he manages to get enough courage to run head first with somewhat no notion of how he’s going to solve the problem. Artemis has been the guy that usually thinks his plans through as he goes along when time doesn’t permit it. Otherwise he does his best to think of a plan that’ll get everyone out safely. Though he’s never liked being one to be relied on, but he makes sure not to let anyone down on it.
«» Even though he is a very nice guy and pretty care-free he does know when to get serious. When it comes to the dirt and grit, Artemis can be a very cold, hard man in battle. Though he’ll do all he can to avoid conflict there are some times when he knows he has no choice but to fight. It’s at those moments when he can seem like a cold blooded killer that he once was. Though now he thinks of giving people mercy when they ask for it and is weary of whom he kills. Yet even though he hates blood he subconsciously likes it at the same time. No doubt from his past.
«» Since he can’t remember much of his past save for those few nightmares he gets, he almost acts like a child. Asking questions when his interest is piqued by something he doesn’t remember what it is. He seems to have a fondness of sour things and absolutely hates candy. Fish being his favorite food cooked in any way and anything added to it besides tomatoes. He also has the odd tendency to steal things from people's pockets, a bit of a kleptomaniac. He tries his best to not do that, but his hands usually just have a mind of their own.
«Weapons: »»
Sword&&Shield
Bow
Dagger [hidden in boot]
«Powers: »»
Spells:
:Elemental Arrows:
Charging magic into his arrows he can shoot an arrow of fire that burns, an arrow of light that shines, or an arrow of ice that freezes.
:Wisp-O-Will:
Artemis can call upon a ball of flame into his right hand only being able to expand it to the diameter of twenty meters but can be formed into any shape.
:Let the Rain fall:
Shooting an arrow into the air before they multiply into twenty arrows and fall down upon his opponents.
Moves:
:BOOT TO THE FACE:
Pretty much explains it. Artemis jumps into the air giving a good ol' boot to his opponents face.
«Occupation: »»
Guard of Koori
WISH UPON A STAR
«History: »»
«» Artemis was born to two elven parents and to a life where staying in one area was not an option. They were thieves by nature and outlaws by choice. So you could say that life wasn't exactly easy for the boy, but he never really complained. He did as he was told and learned the ways of a thief. Robbing people at a young age he formed a kleptomaniac habit which his parents were proud enough about. They were a thieving family but they did have their morals which Artemis never really understood.
«» It wasn't long before he broke his ties from his family and created his own team of bandits. Raging nearby towns and stealing from any travelers. He made sure to become the terror of the roads in Kessho. He ignored any wanted signs for his head and killed anything that got in his way. At that point he just digged his grave to the point surely there would be no way in saving himself. He was a cold blooded killer and no moral got in his way.
«» It was a cold night raid on a ship ported in the docks, it was meant to be easy as the guards had wanted him to think. The plan was to raid the ship just as it was too far out into the ocean, to take control of the ship and all merchandise in it. Though the guards did not anticipate such a strategy, but they made due with it anyway. It was only when the ship was a some hundered kilometers away from Koori docks is when they decided to attack. In the chaos of the night the guards somehow managed to surprise them and overthrow the bandits. Capturing Artemis in a manner that they knocked him out hard and cold with one of the masts landing on him.
«» On a cold morning with flakes of snow drifting down slowly is when Artemis found himself being dragged to some unknown area. His body shivering from the traces of water still in his clothes until he blacks out once more only to awaken in a warm bed. It would seem that one of the guards of Koori had found him on the icy shores and dragged him quickly to warm the man. The two soon find out that Artemis has nary a single recollection of who he was or anything. The only that said anything about him would be the dagger in his boot with his name on it.
«» The guard, Hubert, took good care of him and allowed Artemis to stay with him as long as he wished. It wasn't long before the two become good friends and Artemis decided to stick around in Koori trying to find some way to repay Hubert for his kindness. Joining the guards with Hubert in hopes of getting to the same level as the old man. Before the war started Hubert asked if Artemis would be interested in staying behind to take care of the city and the young prince.
«» In the war the King of Koori died leaving the young prince in charge of the land and with such a young king came many hardships that Artemis did his best to keep away from him as the old man had asked. New came soon that old man Hubert was dead which saddened the elfin man, but he made sure to keep his promise.
«Likes: »»
> Sour foods
> Animals [except dogs]
> Blood [subconsciously]
> Protecting the Young King
> Making friends
> Hot weathers
> The color green
> Finding new stuff
> Hot chocolate
> His new life
«Dislikes: »»
> Fighting
> Blood
> Rude people
> Those who prey on people out of pleasure
> Swines [people and pigs]
> Meat [vegetarian]
> People who kill animals for game
> The Cold
> Getting sick
«Fears: »»
>Becoming what he is in his nightmares
> Dogs
INTO THE WEST
«Sample RP: »»
Brown shoes wander aimlessly on the paved streets of Fortuna. No real purpose of traveling, just to travel rather. Mingling through the crowd with obvious difference, but no inclination that the person sees the difference between him and others. He continues to meander with little purpose. White hair bouncing slightly the man stops for a second to glance at a building with interest in his blue eyes.
Pizza.
That was enough for him to walk through the door and find his way to his own seat. Seeing the stare of the man, he ignores the obvious stare. He wouldn't be the first to look at him strangely. After all who walks into a resturant with a large sword on their back, white hair, a long blue jacket, a light blue glowing hand that easily shown by the rolled up sleeve, and obvious demon heritage. Walking up to the man, he puts his hands down on the table with a large smack to get his attention.
"Sausage and peperoni pizza. Delux pizza with no mushrooms extra olives. I also want anchovies on another pizza with a pineapple with ham on it. Next I want a seven cheese flavored pizza, and hold the other five cheeses. Finally just give me a normal pizza." Nero orders out quickly with a nonchalant mood. Looking at the man, who just blinks and looks back at him a sudden silence falls between the men.
"I-I'll get your order soon, sir." The man states with little confidence in his ability to get everything, Nero just nods his head knowing that. Exactly why he did that, but at least he'll get some form of pizza. He's not picky when it comes to pizza. Walking away to find his own place to sit, his eyes wander around to stop on Sebella. About as quickly as his eyes passed onto her, the quicker it looks away to sit far far away from the woman. It's not that he doesn't like her, it's just how she's dressed. After his little visit to Love Planet, he's scarred of scantly dressed women.
Sitting down in his seat, he turns himself to look out the window. Using the window's reflection for if she ever tries to approach him. That's when he'd use that chance to avoid her the best he can.
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Post by Colette Brunel on Dec 28, 2010 19:00:40 GMT -5
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