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| Alan Aldaras: Instructor | |
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| Aldaras | Oct 29 2007, 09:53 PM Post #1 |
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Man Whore Of The Millenium
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Name: Alan "Aldaras" Alderran Gender: Male Role: Instructor SID: 443766 Dorm: 3 Age: 20 Birthday: Winter Solstice (Dec. 21st, a Pagan Holiday for those who didn’t know) 740 City-State: Southwest Necransia Appearance: Aldaras has long orange hair. It’s outlandish and makes him stick out where ever he goes. He’s one of the few that has it in Everland, so it makes him stick out like a sore thumb. He is considered quite short among the males being a mere 5’9”, and weighting about 150 pounds. His body doesn’t have large muscle mass, but the muscle mass he does have is quite well defined. Clothing: Aldaras has a variety of clothing, but he favors his instructor uniform which is a red shirt, and black pants, or his armor. Armor: Aldaras can almost always be exclusively seen in his armor. The armor itself is made of some sort of alloy mixed with a hint of golden yellow. To Aldaras’ most common knowledge it is iron. Weapons: Rapier: A thin, three-quarter arm length blade. The hilt has a hand guard in which wraps around his gloved hand. Bow: The bow itself looks to be recently crafted. It was the last thing Aldaras crafted before he left his village. It’s an oak long bow, with matching arrows. In the arrows are red feathers. The quiver that holds these arrows is the same material and color as his armor. Personality: Aldaras is a carefree person. He isn’t afraid to speak his mind, and deal with the consequences later. He is very friendly, and refrains at all costs from injuring other people in battle, unless his life is threatened. He’s what most people consider a happy drunk, which is a good thing considering it’s a constant state for him. He is very laid back, and not easily agitated. He has been known to be, or at least attempt to be a ladies man. Strength: He excels at archery; he can hit a target from at least 200 feet away, and be fairly accurate. He is also fairly quick, and agile, and can handle his rapier at fairly quick speeds. Weakness: As soon as an enemy gets inside, he is defenseless. As well, when meeting a person adept with a shield, or heavy armored opponent he has a hard time penetrating their defense. Aldaras False History: Aldaras lived in a small village outside of Everland. He had always hoped to become a knight, and be able to go on heroic quest with a band of knights. He became an apprentice to the local weapon’s master, mostly dealing in wood weapons. He would train almost everyday, trying every weapon until he decided on his favorite, the rapier and bow. At the age of 15, he got his father’s armor, which his father not being a tall man fit him. He attended Everland Academy until recently. After he graduated from the Academy, due to the retiring of the old Head Instructor, he was offered a position. He debated becoming a free-lance soldier, but couldn’t deny working alongside his mentor Greiver. Real History: Aldaras comes from Necransia like he says. There are lies in the story for his own protection. He was once Alan Alderran, the prince of Necransia, who became heir to the throne after his brother Avery died. Shortly after Avery's death, Gladiatia under a previous ruler attacked Necransia. Through help with the king's adviser Louis, Gladiatia was able to win, but not before Aldaras was able to kill their king. Aldaras and his father fled the castle, after it was stormed, losing Arianna, Aldaras' sister in the mayhem. Aldaras planted a body that looked like him, so that Louis would believe that Aldaras was dead. Aldaras took the name Alan Aldaras and fled to Everland Academy, swearing to himself that he would regain his kingdom and rescue his sister. In his first year he met Wedule's brother, Fredrick, who was killed later that year. RP Sample: Aldaras wiped a bead of sweat from his head. It was the final exam, that part where you were literally fighting for your grades. He looked across the small field in where they were holding the exams. On the other side was Philippe, a mountain of a man that stood half a foot taller then Aldaras, and weighted probably double. Aldaras kept his rapier in front of him. He had just changed the blade yesterday, so you could smell the oil Aldaras had applied to it. Philippe was using a giant hammer, so Aldaras knew he couldn’t get hit, and his rapier was going to provide him zero protection. What he had to do was wait for Philippe to make the first move, and then it would be over. Aldaras waited, and was rewarded. The hulking man, impatient of waiting lifted the big hammer above his head. He brought it down on where Aldaras’ head used to be. It hit the ground, but not before it broke most of Aldaras’s rapier, just leaving him the blade and enough room to put his two hands. Like Greiver showed him how to do, he place his impromptu sword in front of him in a stabbing motion. Before Philippe could react, Aldaras had taken him to the ground, and held the blade at Philippe’s throat. In a minute of struggling, the retiring Head Instructor Le Montaigne declared, “Alan Aldaras is the winner” Special Power: telekinetic powers, inversed by alcohol. |
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My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.- Shakespeare, Hamlet Act 3 Scene 3 Asses are made to bear, and so are you- Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, Act 2, Scene I Administration: a delicate word for indelicate dealings ![]() Props to Greiver for the banner | |
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| Greiver | Oct 30 2007, 01:27 PM Post #2 |
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Admin: The Care-Less Narcissistic
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[b]*LOUD STAMPING SOUND*[/b] [i]Approved. Run along now...[/i] |
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| Aldaras | Nov 1 2007, 02:17 PM Post #3 |
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Man Whore Of The Millenium
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Since we only have 2 Admin, I can approve myself... and I wonder what I do... *Steals Greiver's stamp and uses it* [i]Approved[/i] Hey wait, I should get my own... |
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My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.- Shakespeare, Hamlet Act 3 Scene 3 Asses are made to bear, and so are you- Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, Act 2, Scene I Administration: a delicate word for indelicate dealings ![]() Props to Greiver for the banner | |
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| Drestia | Nov 2 2007, 02:56 PM Post #4 |
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Your Worst Nightmare
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[font=Arial][color=yellow] :ph43r: Not bad not bad... congrats, you're the first to be accepted but you'll get no stamp from me [/color][/font] |
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There's so much behind my smile that I can never show. I never said to be like me, I say to be like you and make a difference. ~Marilyn Manson I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now? ~John Lennon | |
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