Post by yon on Jan 22, 2016 14:51:59 GMT -5
Character Name: Elric Ceolinga
Nationality: Angle
Religion: Celtic Christian
Character Age: 16
Profession: Thane’s son
Family Members: Bucca Ceolinga (father) Aleric Ceolinga (twin brother)
Physical Appearance: Elric is quite a handsome man, he is taller than average, his body is sculpted and decently muscled unlike his twin given that he was better trained at fighting. His face has a hawk-like expression, he has a long chin and his cheekbones are highlighted.
Personality: Elric’s natural personality is cheeky, he loves women and drinking, overall is irresponsible, he is easily tempted. He can charm women with ease but on the other hand he is easily charmed by them. Elric is very good with words and is a perfect diplomat, he has also been trained harshly in combat and has become pretty good at it though it's noticeable that it's not his forté. Despite his natural personality he has been taught otherwise by his father Bucca and always tries to be correct except when carried away. He has been educated in the ways of court but has never been taught anything more advanced. He is also ruthless.
Brief History:
Introduction:
I remember, i was sitting in a table, in the tavern i think, surrounded by Alric and some of my mates, i don't really know why, but time seemed to slow down that moment, it was like a dream, probably the strange thing that exotic merchant gave me, i was in a kind of stupor. I slowly shifted my gaze towards the table, it was shattered, a friend of mine on top of it laughing his ass of, i think it was me that pushed him. I turned to look at Alric, he gestured that his mind was spinning, i thought of shrugging but i don't think i did so in person, suddenly time was back to normal, the door swung open, and there he was, my father, he was grabbing me by the collar in a matter of seconds, he threw me towards the door and i stumbled over.
“Ok ok! sorry father, i just thoug-”
“Hush son! is this what i've taught you?”
“ i just had a few jugs of ale father!”
“ Son, i talked with that stupid merchant for christs sake!”
“Right, im sorry father” I mumbled that, father doesn't like mumbling
“What was that?”
“I said i'm sorry father it won't happen again”
“You have disappointed me once again Elric”
I dont know why, but when he says that i start feeling like shit
“Father i’m so sorry, this wotn happen again, ill sober up and start praying”
“Good, make sure you dont get caught next time”
“ALRIC! GET OVER HERE THIS INSTANT” Father does have a powerful voice…
History:
I was born with a twin brother, Alric, we have always been close, i wouldn't trade him for anything, you could say he is part of me and i part of him, we are both sons of the Thane, Bucca Ceolinga, i like my father, he has taught me many things, i will never forget those endless classes of fighting, with spear, shield, sword and axe. I remember, first i hated them, it was my daily punishment and i had done nothing, my father personally taught me, he never had any mercy but now understand him, as i practiced more and more my skills progressed and i eventually started enjoying these classes, i would spar against children my age, if they won they would get free dinner or something so they charged with everything they had, i’d say i won a little more than the half of the sparring matches, now when i fought my father, he was relentless, bashing away at my shield, i remember that time i successfully counter attacked him and actually got a would be fatal hit on him with my wooden spear, i will never forget the chuckle he let out and how he ruffled my hair, strange thing is he didn't have his shield raised the way he taught me so i’m starting to suspect he let me win. Anyway, apart from that i received weekly lessons about our Gracious God, i suffered through most of them but from time to time they got interested and after all i don't want to go to hell. Also from time to time my father would teach me life at court, how a lord should be treated and how he should ruled, i hated talking about taxes, and i still have to take those lessons from time to time, i guess he just wants me to be a good ruler and bring fame to our name. Now i’m supposed to have a decent conduct but for the life of me i can't hold myself back sometimes, i just get carried away when some sweet sweet wine gets within arms reach. Of course i end up drunk and making a fool of myself. Countless times i've woken up with some women, presumably a whore, beside me having no fucking clue of what happened.
I just hope i grow up to be a decent Thane or at least be of any service to my father, i just need to learn more and get some life experiences...
Inspired by Borrisnator's Biography
Nationality: Angle
Religion: Celtic Christian
Character Age: 16
Profession: Thane’s son
Family Members: Bucca Ceolinga (father) Aleric Ceolinga (twin brother)
Physical Appearance: Elric is quite a handsome man, he is taller than average, his body is sculpted and decently muscled unlike his twin given that he was better trained at fighting. His face has a hawk-like expression, he has a long chin and his cheekbones are highlighted.
Personality: Elric’s natural personality is cheeky, he loves women and drinking, overall is irresponsible, he is easily tempted. He can charm women with ease but on the other hand he is easily charmed by them. Elric is very good with words and is a perfect diplomat, he has also been trained harshly in combat and has become pretty good at it though it's noticeable that it's not his forté. Despite his natural personality he has been taught otherwise by his father Bucca and always tries to be correct except when carried away. He has been educated in the ways of court but has never been taught anything more advanced. He is also ruthless.
Brief History:
Introduction:
I remember, i was sitting in a table, in the tavern i think, surrounded by Alric and some of my mates, i don't really know why, but time seemed to slow down that moment, it was like a dream, probably the strange thing that exotic merchant gave me, i was in a kind of stupor. I slowly shifted my gaze towards the table, it was shattered, a friend of mine on top of it laughing his ass of, i think it was me that pushed him. I turned to look at Alric, he gestured that his mind was spinning, i thought of shrugging but i don't think i did so in person, suddenly time was back to normal, the door swung open, and there he was, my father, he was grabbing me by the collar in a matter of seconds, he threw me towards the door and i stumbled over.
“Ok ok! sorry father, i just thoug-”
“Hush son! is this what i've taught you?”
“ i just had a few jugs of ale father!”
“ Son, i talked with that stupid merchant for christs sake!”
“Right, im sorry father” I mumbled that, father doesn't like mumbling
“What was that?”
“I said i'm sorry father it won't happen again”
“You have disappointed me once again Elric”
I dont know why, but when he says that i start feeling like shit
“Father i’m so sorry, this wotn happen again, ill sober up and start praying”
“Good, make sure you dont get caught next time”
“ALRIC! GET OVER HERE THIS INSTANT” Father does have a powerful voice…
History:
I was born with a twin brother, Alric, we have always been close, i wouldn't trade him for anything, you could say he is part of me and i part of him, we are both sons of the Thane, Bucca Ceolinga, i like my father, he has taught me many things, i will never forget those endless classes of fighting, with spear, shield, sword and axe. I remember, first i hated them, it was my daily punishment and i had done nothing, my father personally taught me, he never had any mercy but now understand him, as i practiced more and more my skills progressed and i eventually started enjoying these classes, i would spar against children my age, if they won they would get free dinner or something so they charged with everything they had, i’d say i won a little more than the half of the sparring matches, now when i fought my father, he was relentless, bashing away at my shield, i remember that time i successfully counter attacked him and actually got a would be fatal hit on him with my wooden spear, i will never forget the chuckle he let out and how he ruffled my hair, strange thing is he didn't have his shield raised the way he taught me so i’m starting to suspect he let me win. Anyway, apart from that i received weekly lessons about our Gracious God, i suffered through most of them but from time to time they got interested and after all i don't want to go to hell. Also from time to time my father would teach me life at court, how a lord should be treated and how he should ruled, i hated talking about taxes, and i still have to take those lessons from time to time, i guess he just wants me to be a good ruler and bring fame to our name. Now i’m supposed to have a decent conduct but for the life of me i can't hold myself back sometimes, i just get carried away when some sweet sweet wine gets within arms reach. Of course i end up drunk and making a fool of myself. Countless times i've woken up with some women, presumably a whore, beside me having no fucking clue of what happened.
I just hope i grow up to be a decent Thane or at least be of any service to my father, i just need to learn more and get some life experiences...
Inspired by Borrisnator's Biography