to make a bio, so please do not post until i ask for help....which i am most certainly going to need)

 

 

Path of Strength

Designed around the use of leverage, strength discipline focuses on increasing the muscle mass in order to achieve victory in any type of battle. A disciple of this discipline does not just try to use their brute strength to overmatch an opponent, but they also look to use their strength as a way to maneuver an opponent into making a mistake. Body movements are key factors for this disciple as a disciple will not initiate a movement if it will not gain them a leverage advantage

 

 

 

 

Path of Knowledge

Are keenly intuitive and obervant. Path of Knowledge characters are able to tactically analyze any scenario and evaluate the strengths and weaknesses of their opponent. They then calmly and emotionlessly exploit the weaknesses they find while doing their best to guard against the strengths. Speed users find that their agility and speed most often match their wit, making up for a lack of great strength. Strong users of this Path will learn to fight defensively and effectively utilize their strength to strike vital weak points.

 

Skills:

Weighted Lathe training: to increase speed and precision.

Stones: to heighten tactical awareness and sharpen the mind.

The Agility exercises: to increase finesse and agility.

Extensive Library Study: to understand the greatest military commanders and their various strategies, as well as to increase general knowledge of the world.

Art of Blindfighting: for the most advanced followers of the Path of Knowledge, a very difficult style to master.

 

 

 

 

Okay with that in mind i need to send this too

warders.bios[at]gmail[dot]com

Character's name:Tomas Malkin

Age:18 about to be 19

 

Place of Origin: Shienar

 

Hair Color:Black

 

Eye Color:Blue

 

Height:5'9

 

Weight:180 pounds of muscle

 

Brief History:

is that good so far?

Sure, looks fine to me so far. :)

*is confusedly-amused and waits for that bio to appear*

 

Good luck with that, Ramza and be assured that I´ll entangle you in some sort of weird rp ;)

Okay with that in mind i need to send this too

warders.bios[at]gmail[dot]com

 

Character's name:Tomas Malkin

 

Age:18 about to be 19

 

Place of Origin: Shienar

 

Hair Color:Black

 

Eye Color:Blue

 

Height:5'9

 

Weight:180 pounds of muscle

 

Weapon of Chioce....Twin Tonfa, *think of the night stick police carry, only made of All Metal*

 

Secondary Weapon....Two Short Swords

 

Weapon of last resort..... wooden clubs....(ohhhhhhh baseball bat's :lol: )

 

Fighting style: Path of strenght coupled with Path of Knowledge.

 

 

Breif physical description, Standing at 5'9 Tomas was of an average hieght, with dull black hair that was braided into a club at the back of his neck, his eyes were of a blue so pale as to be almost white, the only outstanding thing there was about Tomas was his size, he was built like a small bull oliphaunt, his arms had grown large in his constant struggle to not only cut wood and learn to fight with tonfas, but in the very way he moved, alwasy flexing his muscles to strenthen them, his legs had grown big by trying to out muscule the oxes, hitching himself beside one he would test his strength to see who could pull the hardest, Tomas never won but got better with every passing season........

 

 

(OOC NOW WHAT??? please say hello to Tomas the Tank ) *think a1- abram*

 

 

 

 

Brief History:

Character's name:Tomas Malkin

 

Age:18 about to be 19

 

Place of Origin: Shienar

 

Hair Color:Black

 

Eye Color:Blue

 

Height:5'9

 

Weight:180 pounds of muscle

 

Weapon of Chioce....Twin Tonfa, *think of the night stick police carry, only made of All Metal*

 

Secondary Weapon....Two Short Swords

 

Weapon of last resort..... wooden clubs....(ohhhhhhh baseball bat's )

 

Fighting style: Path of strenght coupled with Path of Knowledge.

 

 

Breif physical description, Standing at 5'9 Tomas was of an average hieght, with dull black hair that was braided into a club at the back of his neck, his eyes were of a blue so pale as to be almost white, the only outstanding thing there was about Tomas was his size, he was built like a small bull oliphaunt, his arms had grown large in his constant struggle to not only cut wood and learn to fight with tonfas, but in the very way he moved, alwasy flexing his muscles to strenthen them, his legs had grown big by trying to out muscule the oxes, hitching himself beside one he would test his strength to see who could pull the hardest, Tomas never won but got better with every passing season........

 

 

(OOC NOW WHAT??? please say hello to Tomas the Tank ) *think a1- abram*

 

 

 

 

Brief History:

The day came when Tomas knew that there was nothing left in his home town. His father had been wasting away for many years, it was as if he were rotting from the outside in. Tomas had done all in his power, but even the village wisdom could do nothing for him, and Tomas's crops could never bring in enough money to go into the captial to find a doctor.

 

As said with the death of his father there was nothing holding him to the land, no love for ir.....no love period.

 

The years before the girl he was courting was caught by trollocks, he prayed to the light that she was not misued, he prayed every night, sometimes for his own death, sometimes from his sheer need, a need he could never put words too.

 

 

(his perspective, Imagion a man standing in front of a burning farm house and barn walking away from it, with a ox in tow, his only friend left, the ox's name is Samson btw)

This morning we buried father, may the light shelter him, There is nothing left here, i have no love for this land, In fact i have a severe hatred for it. I am planning on taking the ox and going to the tower, they can help me work my way to revenge, the men there are supposed to be the greatest fighters ever, once i complete the training i can come back here and simply slaugter the trollocks.....I can enter the blight adn die,,,,,,i can die and know i have done something to avenge Sarah. I will do anything but sell my soul to get this revenge, i live it, breath it, there feels like my blood should be bioling inside me there is so much hate and need of revenge. Hate has created me from what i was, Now a single mindedness comes over me, i have only one thing left, *babe moos' or whatever oxes do* make that two things, A ox that teaches me strength and a death wish."

 

 

 

 

(outside his mind)

 

Tomas traveled for weeks eathing little, he arrives at the tower kinda thin, but still more muscular than most...

"Where must i go to train with the Tower Guards???"

 

the man points in a direction which Tomas staggers toward.

I sent in my bio sooo what does everyone think?

still waiting on reply

be patient, or DL just stepped down and things are hectic with trying to get things done.

well i am still waiting for an answer

umm what has anyone looked at my bio..... do i need to send it in again

Things are being taken care of as we speak.

thanks

will i get an email when the bio checker is done?