Post by Sharpe on Apr 21, 2012 23:26:23 GMT -5
Name: Sharpe (Pronounced: Sharp) Cober
Age: 20
Class: Tua
Sex: Male
Hair color: Dark Purple
Facial appearance: Manish, since a young age
Body type: Tall and muscular, maybe five foot eleven, two hundred pounds.
Personailty: He's generally quiet, though he's quick to anger, and has a strong sense of what's right.
Birth Place: The Western Isles (Caledonia)
Origin: Born into a family with a dead father, Sharpe grew up as the man of his house. He worked running errands, starting the day he could run. He did as many jobs in a many ways as he could, to support his family. When he was sixteen, he was called to fight to free slaves in Etruria. Slavery didn't seem all that right to Sharpe, and it happened to work that his mother just got remarried.
He spent the next four years on that ship, living a new life on the long ship. He freed thousands of slaves. Well not thousands, and he didn't do it alone. But he developed a firm hatred for those people who would believe they could own other people. Tell another person they were an object. Sharpe's ready to kill an aristocrat who had those resources, but he didn't now if he'd feel the same in their shoes. He's currently on the same longship, about to fight Etruria further.
Current mood: Serious
Knife: A curved dagger with a leather bound hilt.
Age: 20
Class: Tua
Sex: Male
Hair color: Dark Purple
Facial appearance: Manish, since a young age
Body type: Tall and muscular, maybe five foot eleven, two hundred pounds.
Personailty: He's generally quiet, though he's quick to anger, and has a strong sense of what's right.
Birth Place: The Western Isles (Caledonia)
Origin: Born into a family with a dead father, Sharpe grew up as the man of his house. He worked running errands, starting the day he could run. He did as many jobs in a many ways as he could, to support his family. When he was sixteen, he was called to fight to free slaves in Etruria. Slavery didn't seem all that right to Sharpe, and it happened to work that his mother just got remarried.
He spent the next four years on that ship, living a new life on the long ship. He freed thousands of slaves. Well not thousands, and he didn't do it alone. But he developed a firm hatred for those people who would believe they could own other people. Tell another person they were an object. Sharpe's ready to kill an aristocrat who had those resources, but he didn't now if he'd feel the same in their shoes. He's currently on the same longship, about to fight Etruria further.
Current mood: Serious
Knife: A curved dagger with a leather bound hilt.
