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Title: Demarian Tel'var Post by: Demarian Tel'var on August 13, 2009, 04:52:36 pm Character Profile Name:Demarian Tel'var Age:259(Looks to be Late Thirties) POB:Ariala Alignment:Lawful Race:Human/Unknown Eye Colour:Green Height:6.4 Weight:15 Stone Occupation:Covian Soldier Profile picture:
Appearance: Demarian Appear's well built and a large tower of a man standing 6.4 foot, his build is extremely muscular and Athletic. You can see he has many scar's littering his torso and arms most noticeable being a shoulder wound from past quarrels with Vesper. His hair is naturally a dark brown, though fire red strands can be noticed up closely these being the remnant's of his once dyed red hair when he was a Besieger recruit in Yew. His eye a Dark emerald green glisten slightly though sometime's minuscule shard's of red can be noticed to flicker. Work Descriptions: Demarian has done many types of work in his life mainly Military work at this having served in the Yewish Militia,Covian army and Trinsic Guard force. He's also worked as a barman and bouncer for the Swagger's after becoming head Bouncer and also Leading the once infamous mercenary assassin group from Trinsic now disbanded. Personality: Demarian is quite loud at times and speaks his mind, quite arrogant to but it briefly other times he can be quiet and reserved thinking of past events and what the future beholds. Killing and fighting are like a second nature to him, hes done the two almost his entire life. Demarian will always protect his friend's and will try to avoid bloodshed if possible a loyal and friendly man. Demarian believes in his Liege's goals and will never question an order and will punish those that do. Background: Demarian was born on the continent of Ariala far to the west of Britannia.. a small coastal island split in two by a veil of darkness.His parent's Dar'eon Tel'var an Noble of Ariala and his mother Caritha Tel'var. At the age of 8 Demarian had begun his training to become an Soldier in the Arialian army and by the age 15 he was a fully fledged soldier had seen several battles and received his first few scar's. Several year's later the crusade's begun against the creatures which inhabited the other side of the isle, the creatures being undead not the mindless sort but those that could think for themselves... the Isle had always been torn between the Guardian's and the Higher Being's follower's. The first few years of the crusade's left the isle in a state of ruin many were dead, a disease had struck but the forces of the Guardian were pushed back and dealt with for the moment. Prophecy had it, "in 150 year's the gate would reopen and so it did"... expecting to be dead at this time Demarian left the army and became an aristocrat and noble like his father taking over his land's. Many year's passed and Demarian failed to age much as friend's and family slowly died time seemed to stand still. It' was a mystery until he found a journal of his father's and that day...a lethal secret stuck him to start with accepting it was hard.. but as time passed many year's he grew to accept what he was. One hundred fifty year's passed and now he had a wife and four children.. again the forces of the Guardian as prophesied moved towards the cities of the western side of the isle. Demarian took up arm's again and headed out to confront them with a large army assembled. With a small victory here and several Others around the isle the Arialan forces had thought the invasion over once again....but the small town Demarian's family ruled over was destroyed in returning to find this he lost' all reason and, charged with his men into the town scouring the street's a battle raged for what was a few hour's... his home and land's cracked and scorched around him. Cinder's burnt his flesh and smoke covered his eyes as he darted through the town to his house, the heat beat against him and sweat dripped down his forehead... arriving at his house he found three undead shadowing the corpses of his wife and two of his children in a rage he struck down the bone warrior's beating there bones even after they were destroyed. Turning to his families bodies... everything was gone his daughter and second eldest son lay deflied and bloody as there limbs had been removed..his wives head crushed, pain and anguish was all he felt agony and regret. Was day's later he left Ariala...making sure his eldest and nephew were settled in the Captital before he departed. Year's went by wondering... all he felt was the pain and anguish still... he remembered the flames and sights of his family. Goal's:
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