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| Switchblade | Feb 26 2009, 02:20 AM Post #1 |
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Character's name: Micheal Mullivan but the only name he ever gives anyone is switchblade. Region of birth: The Camilia Mountains in the Northern Tundra Occupation: Switchblade has been a sword for hire since his parents death when he was fourteen. Gender: Male Looks: Switchblade is tall and thin most people would probably call him wiry at about six foot eight and thin enough to warrant the child hood nick name bean pole. Switch has long black hair that he keeps tied loosely with a leather cord. His eyes are bright blue which most people find disconcerting when placed with his dark complexion and pitch black hair. Besides the Switchblade knife that he took from his father when he died he carries nothing to identify him except his mothers wedding ring which he keeps on a thin black cord around his neck. Personality: Switch is quiet and reserved, he opens up to very few people. His silent brooding demeanor make most people give him a wide berth even men who should be able to break him over their knees walk as quietly away from him as possible when he turns his bright blue stares on them and starts flipping his knife open and closed. History: Switch was born to a small tribe in the eastern Camilian Mountains in the Northern Tundra. He grew up in a small feudal village learning how to fight with his hands, feet, throwing knives and staff as is the custom of the people of the Camilian Mountains. His father was a village elder and his family was well thought of in the small village. Being smaller than most of the other boys was never much of a problem for Switch he just worked ten times as hard. staying late at the training academy to watch the older boys practice and letting them beat him around just for the chance to learn a little more. By the time he was fourteen he was noted as one of the best fighters among the boys (Anyone under seventeen according to the customs in the village) The future looked bright for switch, he was a deadly combatant and a budding general he was on the fast track to leading the small army of his home village some even said with his natural charisma and ready smile he could bring all of the villages of the Camilian mountains under one ruler. Then everything changed. Switch had just finished up giving a class to the little kids just learning their basics the day had been going well and he was meeting the village elders to talk about his future later that night. He never got a chance to see the village elders though. Just as the sun was setting a large band of foothill men attacked Switch's village. There were at least a hundred men all riding horses. flying through the village murdering every one they saw. Switch made an attempt at control and defense though it might even have worked had there not been so many of them or so few of switch's fellow warriors still alive. Still it was a valiant effort and the men switch had rounded up got almost everyone evacuated to a close by village everyone but switch's parents. They died in the attack and switch was never the same. He went back to his home village only once to find his parents body. His fathers had a knife sticking out of his chest it was an odd thing flipping open and closed with a flick of the wrist. Switch decided to keep it as a reminder of what that day had cost him. He also took his mothers wedding ring as a reminder before picking them both up and taking them to the nearby village to be buried. After that Switch left the people of his village behind left the whole northern tundra behind taking a job as a merchant guard and a sword for hire. The only question the old merchant had asked him before signing him were: "What's your name son?" and "Can you really fight with those little knives?" Switch pulled the knife out looked at it for a second flipped it close and said "My name is Switchblade, and yes I can fight." the merchant hired him and he never looked back or gave anyone any other name. Edited by Switchblade, Feb 26 2009, 04:16 AM.
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| Alwin Danzer | Feb 27 2009, 02:22 PM Post #2 |
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Cool bio! Nice to meet you Switchblade
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| Switchblade | Mar 1 2009, 11:42 PM Post #3 |
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Thanks Alwin. I'm going to go read yours right now! I'm sure it'll be good! ![]() SB |
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