KngOfTheWorldMBFeb 18, 2015Feb 18, 2015 at 07:09 AM
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ESO: @KngOfTheWorldMB
Name: Drake Moll
Age: 30
Race: Imperial
Flair: A few minor scars on his nose, hardly noticeable.
Residence: Wanderer
Family: None
Romantic Interest: A straight orientation with no love interest
Birthplace: Unknown
Hobbies: Unwinding with a good drink and an even better crowd; observing and watching the interactions of other species; engaging in meaningful sparring of combat; getting into mischief with sometimes clever and terrible flirting
Likes: A nice dark ale; combat sparring; the learning of new power; a good crowd with plenty of social interaction
Dislikes: Elite personalities whom have no time for fun; being told to cool his “hot head”; an empty ale keg
Background: Drake Moll, or nicknamed Drake for his natural ability to wield and make use of the fire element.
It all Started when he was found as a younger lad, wandering within a forest. He was noticed and picked up by Elves whom were curious as to what lead to this lad to wander so far out of his territory? What was his territory? They brought him into a small town; not to raise him but to keep an eye on him. Most of the town folk did not take kind to him for he was different. And to this day, some still have trouble dealing with his “differences” Nevertheless; he lives and interacts amongst the elves and Khajiits on a regular basis.
Years past and a fondness grew between him and the community he lived with. He never embraced anyone he knew as a father or mother figure, but accepted them as friends. In particular he met a Khajiit whom taught him combat in duo daggers. His skills grew but he was yet at his full potential. The elven people called him Moll.
It was not until he was seen lighting leaves on fire that the community learned of his ability in fire. Earning the trust of the small community in the forest, they offered him the opportunity to expand his natural ability with fire by sending him for a trial into a mages college. He impressed many who doubted him with his natural ability and intelligence to learn and expand his skill in fire.
It wasn’t until a spar with a rival male Elf who was considered high class that Moll earned the nick name, “Drake”. This elf was popular, but he grew jealous of a non elf becoming popular with the females of the college. They rivaled and argued and caused trouble for many months until it was decided that their differences would be settled in a duel. Moll was different from other mages, as he used the daggers that he trained with by his old friend and applied magic with it. His ability to dodge attacks from a staff at range allowed this to happen. When he would get in close with his daggers, his opponents were already defeated. However, this Elf had an ace. He could conjure weapons, an ability that made Moll very envious. But Moll had a trick himself. Toward the end of their duel, it appeared that Moll was finished. An electrical orb ball was summoned and ready to be planted at a immobile Moll whom found himself shackled when his stamina grew low. But that was when Moll used an ability no one knew he could do. He absorbed the energy of the orb and spat out a flame, a flame that appeared like a dragon, sending the elf flying back into a wall. That was when Moll became known as, “Drake” Moll. Cocky, Drake leaped with his dagger and pulled it to the throat of his defeated opponent.
Years past and Drake completed his education. He grew a fondness for alcohol as it relieved many of his stresses on his quest to improve and surpass those he felt were better than him. He always felt that he was one step behind all the rest. Perhaps it was the fact that he had no home, no family.
Over the years as he grew older, he engaged in a romance with a High Elf. But his heart was broken and his love for alcohol grew large.
He spends most of his days pretending to be a loner, a wanderer with no home, no friends … but little does he realize, the impact he has made. He may not be an elf or a Khajiit … but he has friends, and those that adore him, even when he gets hot headed.
He is always trying to work hard to improve and impress others; psychologically he feels he has to because of his shortcomings of being different. But he’s not at all that different, most who are not against him because he is Imperial see that. Perhaps one day, Drake will too.
Name: Drake Moll
Age: 30
Race: Imperial
Flair: A few minor scars on his nose, hardly noticeable.
Residence: Wanderer
Family: None
Romantic Interest: A straight orientation with no love interest
Birthplace: Unknown
Hobbies: Unwinding with a good drink and an even better crowd; observing and watching the interactions of other species; engaging in meaningful sparring of combat; getting into mischief with sometimes clever and terrible flirting
Likes: A nice dark ale; combat sparring; the learning of new power; a good crowd with plenty of social interaction
Dislikes: Elite personalities whom have no time for fun; being told to cool his “hot head”; an empty ale keg
Background: Drake Moll, or nicknamed Drake for his natural ability to wield and make use of the fire element.
It all Started when he was found as a younger lad, wandering within a forest. He was noticed and picked up by Elves whom were curious as to what lead to this lad to wander so far out of his territory? What was his territory? They brought him into a small town; not to raise him but to keep an eye on him. Most of the town folk did not take kind to him for he was different. And to this day, some still have trouble dealing with his “differences” Nevertheless; he lives and interacts amongst the elves and Khajiits on a regular basis.
Years past and a fondness grew between him and the community he lived with. He never embraced anyone he knew as a father or mother figure, but accepted them as friends. In particular he met a Khajiit whom taught him combat in duo daggers. His skills grew but he was yet at his full potential. The elven people called him Moll.
It was not until he was seen lighting leaves on fire that the community learned of his ability in fire. Earning the trust of the small community in the forest, they offered him the opportunity to expand his natural ability with fire by sending him for a trial into a mages college. He impressed many who doubted him with his natural ability and intelligence to learn and expand his skill in fire.
It wasn’t until a spar with a rival male Elf who was considered high class that Moll earned the nick name, “Drake”. This elf was popular, but he grew jealous of a non elf becoming popular with the females of the college. They rivaled and argued and caused trouble for many months until it was decided that their differences would be settled in a duel. Moll was different from other mages, as he used the daggers that he trained with by his old friend and applied magic with it. His ability to dodge attacks from a staff at range allowed this to happen. When he would get in close with his daggers, his opponents were already defeated. However, this Elf had an ace. He could conjure weapons, an ability that made Moll very envious. But Moll had a trick himself. Toward the end of their duel, it appeared that Moll was finished. An electrical orb ball was summoned and ready to be planted at a immobile Moll whom found himself shackled when his stamina grew low. But that was when Moll used an ability no one knew he could do. He absorbed the energy of the orb and spat out a flame, a flame that appeared like a dragon, sending the elf flying back into a wall. That was when Moll became known as, “Drake” Moll. Cocky, Drake leaped with his dagger and pulled it to the throat of his defeated opponent.
Years past and Drake completed his education. He grew a fondness for alcohol as it relieved many of his stresses on his quest to improve and surpass those he felt were better than him. He always felt that he was one step behind all the rest. Perhaps it was the fact that he had no home, no family.
Over the years as he grew older, he engaged in a romance with a High Elf. But his heart was broken and his love for alcohol grew large.
He spends most of his days pretending to be a loner, a wanderer with no home, no friends … but little does he realize, the impact he has made. He may not be an elf or a Khajiit … but he has friends, and those that adore him, even when he gets hot headed.
He is always trying to work hard to improve and impress others; psychologically he feels he has to because of his shortcomings of being different. But he’s not at all that different, most who are not against him because he is Imperial see that. Perhaps one day, Drake will too.
BloodSniperXIFeb 20, 2015