Post by Nightstalker on Nov 16, 2010 12:38:34 GMT 12
Subject Title:: ~ The Fall ~
Character Name:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac(Ezra for short)
Age:: 231
Gender:: Male
Physical Appearance:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac is a very large male with a height of 6'7. There is not one ounce of fat in Ezra, he is all muscle. He has thick, black hair that falls in heavy waves to his shoulders. His eyes are piercing and such a dark blue that they are almost black. They are bright and alert and never stop moving, whether their scanning the horizon or examining the area around him. His eyes are cold and regard everyone around him with the same sense of hatred, regardless of whether they have done anything against him. Ezra's skin is lightly tanned, despite mostly staying out of the sun. His muscles are hard and toned and he walks with the stride of a predator. Ezra has a huge tribal tattoo covering one side of his body and a tattoo of a dragon on his right bicep.
(Except on his arm)
His dragon is huge, it has diamond hard, jet black scales. Its eyes are the same dark blue, almost black colour as he has in his human form. His fangs are abnormally large, as are his claws. He has large, deadly spikes that run down his spine. The spikes, claws and teeth are all silver.
Personality Description:: Ezra doesn't like people in general. He is more than willing to get into a fight and doesn't give a shit about anything much. His "Don't give a fuck about anything" appearance, although mostly true, isn't a complete truth. Ezra has a deep respect for those who fight for a living, understanding what it's like to go through life wondering whether you're still going to be alive the next day. Although incredibly aggressive, Ezra tends to be very protective of people weaker than him, despite the fact that he seems to hate them all. He can't stand sitting still and prefers to get out there and get things done.
History:: Ezra knows next to nothing about his past. All he can remember is waking up in a ditch in the middle of a war zone with a hole the size of a softball in his side, a screaming headache and no memory as to what side he was on and to what had happened. He was found by a group of soldiers, none of whom seemed inclined to help him but brought him back anyway. In a field medical tent the doctors stitched him up but could do nothing about his seemingly lack of memory. Once he was half way healthy again they sent him out to fight. Somehow, Ezra remembered all the skills he needed and he managed to keep himself alive. He had no idea what he was fighting for and no one seemed inclined to tell him, saying that it was more than their lives were worth to talk about it. When there was a lull in the fighting Ezra was walking pointlessly around a village that they had invaded for reasons unknown to him, when he heard the sound of jeering. He found three large soldiers ganged up on a much smaller man who was desperately trying to get past them to help a woman who had been grabbed by a fourth soldier. Without hesitating, Ezra had shot the man with the woman in the back of the leg and downed the other three in the same way. In return the male villager told him that the war he was fighting in was an invasion force for slaves and for land. Hearing this Ezra changed sides and helped free the villagers. He met with the other side and gave them vital information that helped them win the war. Then he left, feeling troubled as he tried to remember the reason he had been on the invaders side.
So many years later people are still coming after him for revenge, and people he doesn't even know seem terrified of him. Ezra moved out of the country completely, coming to America, and even there he found people that seem to know him and fear him. Lately brief spells of memory have been coming back to him and as of yet he hasn't told anyone what he has remembered. Ezra knows what he is and how to change, he retains everything that he has learned, including languages and fighting techniques, he just has no memories. He doesn't know how old he is, when he was born or if he has any family.
Likes/Dislikes(optional):: Fighting
Dislikes: the way some people look at him and how he can't remember his past.
Fears: loosing his memories again.
Other::
Preferred Form:: Human
Codeword: Eagle.
Character Name:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac(Ezra for short)
Age:: 231
Gender:: Male
Physical Appearance:: Ezrahtormal Devionstrac is a very large male with a height of 6'7. There is not one ounce of fat in Ezra, he is all muscle. He has thick, black hair that falls in heavy waves to his shoulders. His eyes are piercing and such a dark blue that they are almost black. They are bright and alert and never stop moving, whether their scanning the horizon or examining the area around him. His eyes are cold and regard everyone around him with the same sense of hatred, regardless of whether they have done anything against him. Ezra's skin is lightly tanned, despite mostly staying out of the sun. His muscles are hard and toned and he walks with the stride of a predator. Ezra has a huge tribal tattoo covering one side of his body and a tattoo of a dragon on his right bicep.
(Except on his arm)His dragon is huge, it has diamond hard, jet black scales. Its eyes are the same dark blue, almost black colour as he has in his human form. His fangs are abnormally large, as are his claws. He has large, deadly spikes that run down his spine. The spikes, claws and teeth are all silver.
Personality Description:: Ezra doesn't like people in general. He is more than willing to get into a fight and doesn't give a shit about anything much. His "Don't give a fuck about anything" appearance, although mostly true, isn't a complete truth. Ezra has a deep respect for those who fight for a living, understanding what it's like to go through life wondering whether you're still going to be alive the next day. Although incredibly aggressive, Ezra tends to be very protective of people weaker than him, despite the fact that he seems to hate them all. He can't stand sitting still and prefers to get out there and get things done.
History:: Ezra knows next to nothing about his past. All he can remember is waking up in a ditch in the middle of a war zone with a hole the size of a softball in his side, a screaming headache and no memory as to what side he was on and to what had happened. He was found by a group of soldiers, none of whom seemed inclined to help him but brought him back anyway. In a field medical tent the doctors stitched him up but could do nothing about his seemingly lack of memory. Once he was half way healthy again they sent him out to fight. Somehow, Ezra remembered all the skills he needed and he managed to keep himself alive. He had no idea what he was fighting for and no one seemed inclined to tell him, saying that it was more than their lives were worth to talk about it. When there was a lull in the fighting Ezra was walking pointlessly around a village that they had invaded for reasons unknown to him, when he heard the sound of jeering. He found three large soldiers ganged up on a much smaller man who was desperately trying to get past them to help a woman who had been grabbed by a fourth soldier. Without hesitating, Ezra had shot the man with the woman in the back of the leg and downed the other three in the same way. In return the male villager told him that the war he was fighting in was an invasion force for slaves and for land. Hearing this Ezra changed sides and helped free the villagers. He met with the other side and gave them vital information that helped them win the war. Then he left, feeling troubled as he tried to remember the reason he had been on the invaders side.
So many years later people are still coming after him for revenge, and people he doesn't even know seem terrified of him. Ezra moved out of the country completely, coming to America, and even there he found people that seem to know him and fear him. Lately brief spells of memory have been coming back to him and as of yet he hasn't told anyone what he has remembered. Ezra knows what he is and how to change, he retains everything that he has learned, including languages and fighting techniques, he just has no memories. He doesn't know how old he is, when he was born or if he has any family.
Likes/Dislikes(optional):: Fighting
Dislikes: the way some people look at him and how he can't remember his past.
Fears: loosing his memories again.
Other::
Preferred Form:: Human
Codeword: Eagle.