Duke Alvin the Lionhearted Apprentice
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Joined: Mar 2006 Gender: Male  Posts: 40 Location: Somehwere doing something Karma: 0 |  | Duke Alvin the Lionhearted « Thread Started on Mar 2, 2006, 2:58pm » | |
Name: Alvin
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Half Elf
Class: Noble/Rogue
Job: Thrill seeker, adventurer, nobleman
Racial Hostility: Isn't too fond of Trolls
Physical Description: Shorlty below average height, he blends the best of human and elven traits into his features. He has long curly black hair and a luxorous beard that almost touches his chest. He dresses in whetever he feels like wearing, tlaks how he likes, sleeps when he likes, and generally treis to make the best of things.
Mental State: Sanity is in the eye of the beholder.
Sample Paragraph: The wind blew fiercely at this height, his hair would have blown wildly around if not for the odd leather cap he was wearing to lower wind resistance of some such thing as that; he would have rather let his hair fly free in the wind. Alvin the Lionhearted stood dangerously close to the edge of the cliff as he stared at the ground hundreds of feet below and a huge grin split his face. He pulled the odd round goggles he was given to protect his eyes down over his face and imagined how comical he must look right then with his thick gray cotton pants heavy brass buttoned leather jacket silky white scarf goggles and bizarre leather helmet he wore; Gonzo claimed it was so he didn’t freeze to death in the thinner atmosphere and a few other things Alvin didn’t listen to. Alvin turned to the gnome who was not far behind writing some entries into a journal of sorts now that he remembered he was there, “How sure are you that this thing is going to work?” “I’m not very sure of the Amazing Para-gliding Wind Current Sourer’s safety or even if it will work, I told you last week that we needed more time to test the design and…” Alvin just smiled and let the gnome prattle on, he’d rename it a wind sourer or mankite, or perhaps a hang glider, that had a nice ring to it, “Wonderful Gonzo, that’s good enough for me!” Alvin flashed the thumbs up signal he used to show his inventers he was ready and leapt off the cliff, for better or worse this was going to be fun!
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