I was born west of the holy grove surrounded by the beautiful peace and
tranquility of the forest. My earliest memories are of the gong of the
temple I grew up in. Raised by the monks my brothers and sisters were
trained to in the ways of the balance, I was a willing participant, but I
was not one who was motivated by combat. From an early age, I learned to
defend myself against extreme odds and deal with overwhelming circumstances.
No matter the weather my fathers and older brothers would train us in the
art of war. We would practice our forms and chant our prayers to bring
harmony within our soul. In the summer time various travelers would come to
our temple for our martial arts demonstrations and to participate in a
tournament for children and adults. I was selected to represent our temple.
I was pitted against a giant among giants. This minotaur dug her hooves
into the ground and charged wildly at me. I utilized my ability to strike
like a leopard and blocked her attacks. We battled and battled finally
leaving the minotaur stunned clutching her chest spent with rage. Unlike
some of my brothers and sisters they loved the roar of the crowd, but I saw
little point in these actions. Leaving the minotaur close to death left me
with an empty feeling. I remembered in one of our scriptures of a land far
to the west, where men and women fight with honor, courage and respect. In
this moment I knew I must find these people and learn more about their ways
and culture. I want a higher purpose than fighting for sport.
Description:
Standing before is a man who is not quite human or elf, but a perfect
blend of the two. His head and face is cleanly shaven, displaying his
glowing skin completely free of wrinkles. His eyes are a brilliant green,
but when the sun shines in his eyes, they seem to turn a deep blue. His
nose has a sharp bridge with a small tip. Behind his thin lips are perfect
teeth and his ears have a slight point at the top. His frame is of slender
build, but very toned and athletic. His body appears to be covered in
tattoos, but is difficult to make out. His fingers are oddly all the same
length and his hands are quite callused.
Capable player, but the char seemed trashy to me. Mediocre description and background, little to no RP. Power levelled, then geared up, then rage delete.
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