Post by Lamaine on Dec 30, 2012 22:08:40 GMT -5
Name: LeMaine Survant
Age: 27
Class: Legionnaire
Sex: Male
Hair color: Blue
Facial appearance: Many words could be used to describe Lamaine's face. Elegant. High. Lordly. He has an almost electric face. Shocking. Every part of him jumps out to greet you, and you are always aware of his presence.
Body type: Tall and lean, he weighs about a hundred and eighty pounds.
Personality: The man is very dutiful. He was a charming young boy who constantly caused trouble around the castle, until his brother died. Now he is commonly solemn or simply indifferent.
Birth Place: Lycia (Achaia)
Origin: He is the eldest living son of Derkelis Survant, Lord of Achaia. As previously stated, he was an active boy. When he was twelve he was sent to Pherae to become a squire. He was terrible at horse-back riding, yet he excelled at sword play. He was taught to use the fencing style many lords of Pherae had used for generations, but as he grew up, he didn't grow up very much. He simply widened. It stopped making sense for a man of his size to continue to use a smaller sword.
He was sent home when he was seventeen, at the death of his brother. It came as a deep blow that he was the only brother absent, and he didn't talk to anyone for five weeks. The first words he spoke were yelled at a maid to get out of his room. He took up drinking, and killed a man in a bar room brawl. His father had him sent to Etruria to spend three years with a citadel of monks. In the end of the third year, it was discovered that he was sneaking out with a young novice named Nathaniel to do, well, activities of the night in a local town. The two had a talent for vice, be it drink, gambling, or women.
The two were forced to part ways. In his travels back to Achaia, he met one of the sons of Lord Pendragon of Ostia. This man was the son of his brothers supposed assassin. He killed him in cold blood, and had to go into hiding for a year and a half. He has since repented his ways, and was given the rank of General to learn the ways of leadership.
Current mood: After sobering up, he developed a quiet personality.
Knife: A curved Nabatan dagger, the hilt inlaid with jewels.
Age: 27
Class: Legionnaire
Sex: Male
Hair color: Blue
Facial appearance: Many words could be used to describe Lamaine's face. Elegant. High. Lordly. He has an almost electric face. Shocking. Every part of him jumps out to greet you, and you are always aware of his presence.
Body type: Tall and lean, he weighs about a hundred and eighty pounds.
Personality: The man is very dutiful. He was a charming young boy who constantly caused trouble around the castle, until his brother died. Now he is commonly solemn or simply indifferent.
Birth Place: Lycia (Achaia)
Origin: He is the eldest living son of Derkelis Survant, Lord of Achaia. As previously stated, he was an active boy. When he was twelve he was sent to Pherae to become a squire. He was terrible at horse-back riding, yet he excelled at sword play. He was taught to use the fencing style many lords of Pherae had used for generations, but as he grew up, he didn't grow up very much. He simply widened. It stopped making sense for a man of his size to continue to use a smaller sword.
He was sent home when he was seventeen, at the death of his brother. It came as a deep blow that he was the only brother absent, and he didn't talk to anyone for five weeks. The first words he spoke were yelled at a maid to get out of his room. He took up drinking, and killed a man in a bar room brawl. His father had him sent to Etruria to spend three years with a citadel of monks. In the end of the third year, it was discovered that he was sneaking out with a young novice named Nathaniel to do, well, activities of the night in a local town. The two had a talent for vice, be it drink, gambling, or women.
The two were forced to part ways. In his travels back to Achaia, he met one of the sons of Lord Pendragon of Ostia. This man was the son of his brothers supposed assassin. He killed him in cold blood, and had to go into hiding for a year and a half. He has since repented his ways, and was given the rank of General to learn the ways of leadership.
Current mood: After sobering up, he developed a quiet personality.
Knife: A curved Nabatan dagger, the hilt inlaid with jewels.