Neetheeus PeriseusAug 12, 2015Aug 12, 2015 at 02:19 AM
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Full name: Yinnar Inato
Nickname: Kinno
Race:Breton
Class:Templar (oocly) All Around Battle-Magi (Icly)
Profession(s): Blacksmithing - Clothing (Oocly) Inscription - Enchanting (Icly)
Age:26
Height:6'5"
Weight:205 (With Armor) 180 (Without Armor)
Hair:Long and black
Skin Tone: Palish tone
Distinguishing Marks/Items: Runes on his arms, Satchel of runes and tomes, Large Book on right side of hip with a lock
Hometown: Daggerfall
Current Residence: Unknown To Everyone But His Wife And Children
Family Members: All non-living
Marital Status: Good,Neutral
Favorite Food: Beef...Mostly Seasoned Steak
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Weapon: Staff, Dual Weild Swords
Favorite Training: Hand to Hand, Magic
Favorite Region: Still Traveling
Favorite Pastime: Training and Reading
Personal Hero: My Self
Hated Foe: Too many to count
Three Goals in Life: Revenge: On the ones who have killed his family, Love: Someone who can comfort him ,Family: He wants to regan the family his lost
Physical Description: Yinnar is a buff fellow with a soft heart when his stone casing is broken
Personality Description: Harsh,Blunt,Flirt,Quirky,Jokester,Sweet/Nice (When you get to know him)
Theme Songs:
Death Note-Opening 1 (Story)
Bad Company-FFDP (Battle)
Voice: Gajeel-Fairy Tail
Style: Heavy Armor, Mostly has a Eyepatch on but also Wears medium Armor when traveling
Background/History:
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Yinnar has followed a path of a Merc...a justice filled merc..."A eye for a eye" he would say to the ones who commit major crimes or sins.
He enjoys a good fight or a good sparr as well sharing storys with some drinks with friends and family, that is, if he had any...
Yinnar's family was wiped out by a pack of Orcs and Argonians years ago when he was the age of Fifteen,They raided his house and began to burn it
down as well as slicing his parent's and sister's neck and chest open while he hid under his bed,Yinnar hasnt been much of a sleeper or has been the one
to rush into fights or things he knows he cant completely handle, As they left, he tried to find his way out of the smoldering and burning house. As he found one of them
remaining outside of the cellar he grabbed the thing closest to him and snuck up behind the Thief/killer, But only to be detected by him. As he then stood ready to fight,
The theif/killer smirked and laughed as he was blood thirsty within his eyes, and lunged at Yinnar, knife flying towards his face; he swung the object he picked up at the man's hand which resulted in disarming the man and himself.
Suddenly, the man grabbed a throwing knife then turned it around and motioned Yinnar to come at him. As Yinnar growled in anger,
he charged the man only to have a spear appear from his hands glowing, with a bright energy white and crystally-looking. He impaled the man with the spear although the man was bleeding he threw the Knife only to have it hit Yinnars eye causeing him to "drop" the spear. Yinnar started growling and wincing at the pain;
but saw the man dead on the ground, the man began burning slowly as Yinnar pulled the knife out; he would then hold his eye until he could find something to cover it, then
he made his way out the cellar door running towards the nearest town to find him self losing a lot of blood to only collapse at the gate of the small town nearest to his home.
Days passed, Yinnar would wake up to find his eye bandaged. In a bed, he winced lightly, looking around the room to see a young girl of his age next to his bed.
She looked up from her book wide-eyed "Mom! He's awake!" Someone rushed into the room to only looked down at him with a light smile "Morning there, fighter."
She said light-heartedly, not knowing what had happen to yinnar, He smiled lightly and said in a rough scratchy voice "Thank you, But I should be leaveing now." Yinnar got up from bed which made the two frown at him.
As Yinnar was leaveing the house, The girl pointed out the crate "There is a sword and some armor in there if you wish to have it, You might need it to survive out there,It belong to my father...Be gentle with it please." She bowed and ran off.
Yinnar looked at the crate, and walked towards it opening it to grab a slightly rusted greatsword. It also had some medium armor, he looked at the house as he put the armor on once more and smiled for the last time...
He began his travel around Tamriel, Searching for a group or pack to call his family and friends.Years pasted, When Yinnar turned twenty he found him self in a One v Four against some Deadra.
While he fought for his life, he slowly began to blackout from hours of fighting which only resulted in two of their deaths; he used his powers to the last of what he could draw while praying to the god Akatosh, the only one who he Believed in.
His hope of the god began to slowly wash away, slowly seeing that his goals would not be completed to see. His life is coming to a short end it seems. As he began to draw his last breath he felt a surging rush of power and warmth; His call worked it seems.
Akatosh saw the heart of this man, allowing him to live to fight this fight and keep going with his goals. He used the powers that were granted to him; he began to summon the spear like the first day he did and threw it at one of the deadra which followed up with
a charged to the other with his greatsword. although he gets stabbed in the arm, he stabs the damned demon in the throat twisting his blade, he slashed upward to split the deadra's head into two
Nickname: Kinno
Race:Breton
Class:Templar (oocly) All Around Battle-Magi (Icly)
Profession(s): Blacksmithing - Clothing (Oocly) Inscription - Enchanting (Icly)
Age:26
Height:6'5"
Weight:205 (With Armor) 180 (Without Armor)
Hair:Long and black
Skin Tone: Palish tone
Distinguishing Marks/Items: Runes on his arms, Satchel of runes and tomes, Large Book on right side of hip with a lock
Hometown: Daggerfall
Current Residence: Unknown To Everyone But His Wife And Children
Family Members: All non-living
Marital Status: Good,Neutral
Favorite Food: Beef...Mostly Seasoned Steak
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Weapon: Staff, Dual Weild Swords
Favorite Training: Hand to Hand, Magic
Favorite Region: Still Traveling
Favorite Pastime: Training and Reading
Personal Hero: My Self
Hated Foe: Too many to count
Three Goals in Life: Revenge: On the ones who have killed his family, Love: Someone who can comfort him ,Family: He wants to regan the family his lost
Physical Description: Yinnar is a buff fellow with a soft heart when his stone casing is broken
Personality Description: Harsh,Blunt,Flirt,Quirky,Jokester,Sweet/Nice (When you get to know him)
Theme Songs:
Death Note-Opening 1 (Story)
Bad Company-FFDP (Battle)
Voice: Gajeel-Fairy Tail
Style: Heavy Armor, Mostly has a Eyepatch on but also Wears medium Armor when traveling
Background/History:
------------------------------------
Yinnar has followed a path of a Merc...a justice filled merc..."A eye for a eye" he would say to the ones who commit major crimes or sins.
He enjoys a good fight or a good sparr as well sharing storys with some drinks with friends and family, that is, if he had any...
Yinnar's family was wiped out by a pack of Orcs and Argonians years ago when he was the age of Fifteen,They raided his house and began to burn it
down as well as slicing his parent's and sister's neck and chest open while he hid under his bed,Yinnar hasnt been much of a sleeper or has been the one
to rush into fights or things he knows he cant completely handle, As they left, he tried to find his way out of the smoldering and burning house. As he found one of them
remaining outside of the cellar he grabbed the thing closest to him and snuck up behind the Thief/killer, But only to be detected by him. As he then stood ready to fight,
The theif/killer smirked and laughed as he was blood thirsty within his eyes, and lunged at Yinnar, knife flying towards his face; he swung the object he picked up at the man's hand which resulted in disarming the man and himself.
Suddenly, the man grabbed a throwing knife then turned it around and motioned Yinnar to come at him. As Yinnar growled in anger,
he charged the man only to have a spear appear from his hands glowing, with a bright energy white and crystally-looking. He impaled the man with the spear although the man was bleeding he threw the Knife only to have it hit Yinnars eye causeing him to "drop" the spear. Yinnar started growling and wincing at the pain;
but saw the man dead on the ground, the man began burning slowly as Yinnar pulled the knife out; he would then hold his eye until he could find something to cover it, then
he made his way out the cellar door running towards the nearest town to find him self losing a lot of blood to only collapse at the gate of the small town nearest to his home.
Days passed, Yinnar would wake up to find his eye bandaged. In a bed, he winced lightly, looking around the room to see a young girl of his age next to his bed.
She looked up from her book wide-eyed "Mom! He's awake!" Someone rushed into the room to only looked down at him with a light smile "Morning there, fighter."
She said light-heartedly, not knowing what had happen to yinnar, He smiled lightly and said in a rough scratchy voice "Thank you, But I should be leaveing now." Yinnar got up from bed which made the two frown at him.
As Yinnar was leaveing the house, The girl pointed out the crate "There is a sword and some armor in there if you wish to have it, You might need it to survive out there,It belong to my father...Be gentle with it please." She bowed and ran off.
Yinnar looked at the crate, and walked towards it opening it to grab a slightly rusted greatsword. It also had some medium armor, he looked at the house as he put the armor on once more and smiled for the last time...
He began his travel around Tamriel, Searching for a group or pack to call his family and friends.Years pasted, When Yinnar turned twenty he found him self in a One v Four against some Deadra.
While he fought for his life, he slowly began to blackout from hours of fighting which only resulted in two of their deaths; he used his powers to the last of what he could draw while praying to the god Akatosh, the only one who he Believed in.
His hope of the god began to slowly wash away, slowly seeing that his goals would not be completed to see. His life is coming to a short end it seems. As he began to draw his last breath he felt a surging rush of power and warmth; His call worked it seems.
Akatosh saw the heart of this man, allowing him to live to fight this fight and keep going with his goals. He used the powers that were granted to him; he began to summon the spear like the first day he did and threw it at one of the deadra which followed up with
a charged to the other with his greatsword. although he gets stabbed in the arm, he stabs the damned demon in the throat twisting his blade, he slashed upward to split the deadra's head into two
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