Post by Venny Volcon on May 10, 2007 19:46:45 GMT -5
Name:Venny Volcon
Age:25
Gender:Male
Personality:He is mysterious in the way he does things. Everything he does is for the benefit of either him or those he loves. He is a kind person just he is intimadating when you see him.
History(optional):
He has no remberance of his past or what has happened to him he only knows one thing that seems to be real. It is that his past might not be one that he likes and would like nothing better but to continue not knowing what it was.
Example Post:(at least 2 paragraphs)
Volcon entered the dusty tavern with quite a few coin in his pockets that he couldn't rember getting. Infact he couldn't rember so much of his past that he was starting to wonder if he had one. He stepped past the many people to the front of the tavern looking for the tender so he could find a place to stay. He stopped when he saw a person recruting for a ship called the Black Pearl. He had heard of this ship before and was eager to join.
Walking up to it he got in the enormous line that seemed to strech the length of the whole tavern. He waited behind two gossiping girls wondering if they were even seventeen as the line slowly went forward. He waited for nearly half an hour till he came upon a woman who he presumed was Elizabeth. He had heard of her but was startled to see her incharge of all this. He waited for her to speek to him taping his toe slightly.
Age:25
Gender:Male
Personality:He is mysterious in the way he does things. Everything he does is for the benefit of either him or those he loves. He is a kind person just he is intimadating when you see him.
History(optional):
He has no remberance of his past or what has happened to him he only knows one thing that seems to be real. It is that his past might not be one that he likes and would like nothing better but to continue not knowing what it was.
Example Post:(at least 2 paragraphs)
Volcon entered the dusty tavern with quite a few coin in his pockets that he couldn't rember getting. Infact he couldn't rember so much of his past that he was starting to wonder if he had one. He stepped past the many people to the front of the tavern looking for the tender so he could find a place to stay. He stopped when he saw a person recruting for a ship called the Black Pearl. He had heard of this ship before and was eager to join.
Walking up to it he got in the enormous line that seemed to strech the length of the whole tavern. He waited behind two gossiping girls wondering if they were even seventeen as the line slowly went forward. He waited for nearly half an hour till he came upon a woman who he presumed was Elizabeth. He had heard of her but was startled to see her incharge of all this. He waited for her to speek to him taping his toe slightly.
