Post by Ari on Jul 22, 2014 4:07:01 GMT
"I am justice incarnate, brought to this world by forces beyond your comprehension. A cleansing storm to sweep across the land and purge it of your foul presence. I… am Dust."
Dust
Class Taught: Sword fighting & training basics
Age (Perceived): 23
Skills: Has uncanny expertise with blades, particularly swords. Agility is definitely one of his best assets and he covers this in his class, as well.
Weaknesses: Seeing any form of suffering or injustice, his amnesia (in specific cases)
Friends: Does not remember any of his former allies due to his amnesia. Open to RP.
Family: Does not remember due to his amnesia.
Enemies: Open to RP.
Brief History:
[Takes place after the game, in a possible post-revival scenario based on the game's ending. Ahrah is not with him as an excuse for me not to play two characters at once. Perhaps the sword hasn't found him yet, I don't know. My bad for the terrible excuse. ;;]
Dust awoke in a place unfamiliar to him, void of his memories and with no idea where to go. The only clue he had was a note he held clutched in his hand when he awoke. It was an invitation to teach at a school he'd never heard of, and justly so. He had no idea where he came from, what anything was, or what purpose he had in the world, so perhaps going this "school" would lead him on the right path. After all, one of his only remaining memories was of skills he'd learned from a source he couldn't recall.
He would teach his students all they needed to know about offense, evasive moves, and agility. Basic battle training, of sorts. And maybe he could piece together some of his memories along the way...
Granted, certain events have had impacts on his lost memories. He remembers being consumed in a burning hot wave of molten fire, a small winged creature he treated with affection, and the term 'Sen-Mithrarin'. What these clues mean to him, he does not know, but his dreams are plagued with tidbits of these small indicators that play out like scenes within his subconscious.
Sen-Mithrarin was born of dust...
Skills: Has uncanny expertise with blades, particularly swords. Agility is definitely one of his best assets and he covers this in his class, as well.
Weaknesses: Seeing any form of suffering or injustice, his amnesia (in specific cases)
Friends: Does not remember any of his former allies due to his amnesia. Open to RP.
Family: Does not remember due to his amnesia.
Enemies: Open to RP.
Brief History:
[Takes place after the game, in a possible post-revival scenario based on the game's ending. Ahrah is not with him as an excuse for me not to play two characters at once. Perhaps the sword hasn't found him yet, I don't know. My bad for the terrible excuse. ;;]
Dust awoke in a place unfamiliar to him, void of his memories and with no idea where to go. The only clue he had was a note he held clutched in his hand when he awoke. It was an invitation to teach at a school he'd never heard of, and justly so. He had no idea where he came from, what anything was, or what purpose he had in the world, so perhaps going this "school" would lead him on the right path. After all, one of his only remaining memories was of skills he'd learned from a source he couldn't recall.
He would teach his students all they needed to know about offense, evasive moves, and agility. Basic battle training, of sorts. And maybe he could piece together some of his memories along the way...
Granted, certain events have had impacts on his lost memories. He remembers being consumed in a burning hot wave of molten fire, a small winged creature he treated with affection, and the term 'Sen-Mithrarin'. What these clues mean to him, he does not know, but his dreams are plagued with tidbits of these small indicators that play out like scenes within his subconscious.
Sen-Mithrarin was born of dust...
