| Raife Jaxon | |
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| Last Activity | Apr 20 2009, 10:57 PM |
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| Member's Local Time | Nov 26 2009, 02:46 AM |
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| Email Address: | Click Here |
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| Birthday: | February 9, 1980 |
| Nationality | Daryian |
| Race | Elf |
| Rank/Occupation | Air Order Lieutenant |
| Total | 70 |
| Appearance | Raife stands about 6 feet, with athletic build. His hair is brown, which he generally keeps short. His eyes are brown with green flecks in them, which seem to draw you in his gaze baring your soul. The colors are much more noticeable in daylight. Handsome with angular eleven freatures, he usually sports a grin or smile... for much of the world amuses him. And his smile makes you want to smile, so genuine it is. He favors browns and greens, though has been known to don bright blue clothing with the mood strikes him. When he is at home, he is usually found bare foot, not really caring for shoes. |
| Personality | Raife is inquisitive, learning is his passion, he reads on a huge variety of subjects, his desire to learn everything. He is outgoing always ready to make a new friend, or learn something form someone. When he takes up a new subject, he is almost obsessed with it, learning swiftly until he grows bored and moves on. One would think he would also be this way with people, but he has several close friends, that he has known almost since birth. Loyal… almost to a fight he will defend those he calls friends, or lover. |
| History | Raife was born one hundred and sixteen years ago to very caring lovely parents. He was born seconds after his cousin, and they quickly became best friends. His childhood was fairly normal, and peaceful. He learned the sword at a long age, as a lark. He saw a guard with it and thought it would be fun to learn, and it was; he excelled at it, his speed and agility making him a very good swordsman. He learned the bow from his mother, though good at it, he grew bored quickly. Upon his twenty first birthday, he left with his cousin, intent on adventure. He found it, and more than he bargained for. Raife and his cousin were caught up in a skirmish, which turned into a minor war. They learned first hand about war, something all of his books could not prepare him for. The sheer brutality of it, the way humans killed each other with such ease. It sicken him, but also made realize that someday war could come to his homeland. As soon as the war ended he immersed himself in knowledge of war. Learning everything he could, so that if war ever came home he would be able to stop it. Raife and his cousin parted ways for a decade, as he wandered in search of knowledge. He learned dozens of fighting styles, and even more ways to kill. Eventually he grew sick of the constant violence, as it grew to much for him to bare, and he came home. Weary and disheartened from his journeys, he took up gardening spending weeks looking for the perfect flowers to place in his garden. Several decades past before peace would once again shatter his world. Raife’s cousin, who did not grow weary of war, instead came to love it. And had made several enemies, enemies who would ambush her. She just survived the attack, and Raife swearing vengeance found them, and killed them. After he felt unclean, and refused to return home, instead living outside of the forests. He went wherever his feet took him. Still learning everything he could, until he found a village in need of a second blacksmith. The old one was dying, and as it was most of the village’s trade, were in desperate need. Raife learned everything he could before the man passed, and stayed several years as the blacksmith. After a time, his feet began to itch and he left, after finding a suitable replacement. Shortly after leaving he was set upon by bandits, believing he carried a large amount of gold. Killing them he sustained grievous wounds and would have died if not for the assistance of Aureilla Htaeh. Now having a debt to repay, he followed her, joining the guild. The Air Order recruited him, and he joined so as to stay near her. He was quickly promoted to Lieutenant, where he remains. |
| Weapon Abilities | Melee: He is pretty good, favoring quick fast attacks. Blades: A beautifully wrought long sword, made of a very durable material, is prefect balanced, and has a brownish color, which doesn't reflect light. He is skilled with the sword. Ranged Weapons: 6 throwing knives, he has above average aim. Okay with a bow but normally doesn't carry it Blunt Weapons: He is descent with a staff, and generally does not carry one. Exotic Weapons: Two razor sharp blades that hang around his belt. The curve forward, and have a few points that are strong enough to pierce armor. Magical Weapons: None |
| Statistics | Strength: 11 Speed: 11 Defense: 10 Dexterity: 10 Wisdom: 10 Intelligence: 10 Charisma: 8 Magical Ability: 0 |
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