Post by Tony on Dec 31, 2004 9:48:07 GMT -5
Name: Jaric Tanerrel
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 130 pounds
Eyes: Forest green
Hair: Blonde (he does not have a top knot. He has a full head of hair)
Discription: Jaric is of average height and weight for being a Shienaran. His unusual eye and hair color gets looks when he says he is from Shienar, but he's delt with it. Jaric's face has hardened over the years from fighting and traveling, but it does contain some softness to it. Jaric's nose has been broken a number of times so it has a bumpy look up near his eyes. There is a scar above his right eye right underneath his eyebrow. There is also another scar on his left arm near the elbow. With a muscular build and slightly wide shoulders, Jacric gives off a menacing look when he needs to, but tries to be kinder most of the time.
Strengths: For being a soldier that is usually just trained for fighting, Jaric has a keen ability to figure our puzzles and to put problems into puzzles to figure them our easier.
Being a Shienaran he grew up learning to use two swords at once and to use the spear. He is fairly good with his swords, but even better with his spear.
Weaknesses: The use to be cut above Jaric's right eye went a little too deep and slightly damaged his eye. The eye sometimes gives Jaric blury vision and it usually happens in the worst of times, like fighting.
Background: Jaric grew up in a small town near Fal Dara. Many of the men went out to fight along the Blight. The only ones who didn't were men who were too old, were disabled somehow, or too young. Jaric's father was a Captain and held a lot of respect with the soldiers and was regarded throughout the village. Jaric had no brothers or sisters that he knew of. Unknowingly Jaric was actually a blessing to his parents for they tried many many years to have a child and when they did they were the happiest people in the village.
Growing up as a child had its good times and its bad times. Most of the good times were in the summer when everything was green and new and alive. Jaric and a few of his friends would always go into the near-by wood and pretend that they were soldiers of Shienar and were fighting the fierce and horrible Trollocs of the Blight. Also in the summer Jaric would go swimming in the still freezing ponds towards the south of the village. At the ponds he would also fish and make forts out of the mud and sticks lying around.
The bad times Jaric experienced mostly took place in the fall to winter time when Trollocs would come and try and invade the village. Jaric would always have to go into a safe house located towads the middle of the town. The Trollocs never broke through the walls and there were always minimal casualties, but it was still frightening for Jaric.
When his father wasn't patrolling the countryside he spent as much time as possible with Jaric teaching him the trades of Shienaran soldiering. He taught him how to fight, track, hunt, cook what he hunted, make rough repairs to his clothing, armor, and weapons, and to ride a horse. Jaric picked most of the skills his father wanted him to learn. He didn't do them perfectly, but enough so his father was happy that he'd be able to survive on his own.
When turning seventeen Jaric become a low class soldier for the village and worked his way up. By the time he was twenty-three Jaric had risen to the rank of Lieutenant and his father, at the age of forty-one, became a Colonel. During the next few years the Blight had remain still and silent. But one night, the Blight become restless and out poured hundreds of Trollocs.
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 130 pounds
Eyes: Forest green
Hair: Blonde (he does not have a top knot. He has a full head of hair)
Discription: Jaric is of average height and weight for being a Shienaran. His unusual eye and hair color gets looks when he says he is from Shienar, but he's delt with it. Jaric's face has hardened over the years from fighting and traveling, but it does contain some softness to it. Jaric's nose has been broken a number of times so it has a bumpy look up near his eyes. There is a scar above his right eye right underneath his eyebrow. There is also another scar on his left arm near the elbow. With a muscular build and slightly wide shoulders, Jacric gives off a menacing look when he needs to, but tries to be kinder most of the time.
Strengths: For being a soldier that is usually just trained for fighting, Jaric has a keen ability to figure our puzzles and to put problems into puzzles to figure them our easier.
Being a Shienaran he grew up learning to use two swords at once and to use the spear. He is fairly good with his swords, but even better with his spear.
Weaknesses: The use to be cut above Jaric's right eye went a little too deep and slightly damaged his eye. The eye sometimes gives Jaric blury vision and it usually happens in the worst of times, like fighting.
Background: Jaric grew up in a small town near Fal Dara. Many of the men went out to fight along the Blight. The only ones who didn't were men who were too old, were disabled somehow, or too young. Jaric's father was a Captain and held a lot of respect with the soldiers and was regarded throughout the village. Jaric had no brothers or sisters that he knew of. Unknowingly Jaric was actually a blessing to his parents for they tried many many years to have a child and when they did they were the happiest people in the village.
Growing up as a child had its good times and its bad times. Most of the good times were in the summer when everything was green and new and alive. Jaric and a few of his friends would always go into the near-by wood and pretend that they were soldiers of Shienar and were fighting the fierce and horrible Trollocs of the Blight. Also in the summer Jaric would go swimming in the still freezing ponds towards the south of the village. At the ponds he would also fish and make forts out of the mud and sticks lying around.
The bad times Jaric experienced mostly took place in the fall to winter time when Trollocs would come and try and invade the village. Jaric would always have to go into a safe house located towads the middle of the town. The Trollocs never broke through the walls and there were always minimal casualties, but it was still frightening for Jaric.
When his father wasn't patrolling the countryside he spent as much time as possible with Jaric teaching him the trades of Shienaran soldiering. He taught him how to fight, track, hunt, cook what he hunted, make rough repairs to his clothing, armor, and weapons, and to ride a horse. Jaric picked most of the skills his father wanted him to learn. He didn't do them perfectly, but enough so his father was happy that he'd be able to survive on his own.
When turning seventeen Jaric become a low class soldier for the village and worked his way up. By the time he was twenty-three Jaric had risen to the rank of Lieutenant and his father, at the age of forty-one, became a Colonel. During the next few years the Blight had remain still and silent. But one night, the Blight become restless and out poured hundreds of Trollocs.
