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 Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 4:00 pm
KYONOCHIMA
Characters:
-= Asmadeus Daedalus =-
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Age 21
Kes'sarrian
- Starter Tier - Archer
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 4:01 pm
It's AllThe World Is  Black and White
Identity: Asmadeus Daedalus
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Current Location: Kes'sarria (Wisterian-Born)
Affiliation: Archer
Level: Starter Tier
Occupation: None
Religion: --- Reality and Hard Truth
Height: 5’11
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Amber
Overall Appearance:
Asmadeus is slimly built with slightly muscular arms. He appears athletically fit though he has small scars and scratches across his body. A large tattoo of a coiled serpent runs across his back though appears worn and almost faint, yet clearly visible. He wears casual clothing, generally a loosely worn short, though it is often covered by a worn green hooded robe.
Weapon:
Hung across his back is a large ebony bow that seems odd due to its jagged shape. Along the bow are imprints of serpents. A quiver rests ontop of the bow, hung by a strap that’s sewed onto the green robe. A jagged short sword (or just a long dagger) is strapped to his belt. It’s hilt is emerald green and is embedded with green gems. The blade is kept clean and glimmering, designs of fire carved into the metal.Or... Is it?
Relationship status: Single
What I Am:
A walking paradox is the phrase often used to describe Asmadeus. He’s usually silent and anti-social though when he’s with people he knows, he seems to warm up though not a lot. This doesn’t happen often, unfortunately. However, when he is around someone he holds of great importance in his life, he acts like a completely different person. When it comes to females, Asmadeus seems more willing to talk with them if they give off a good first impression. This is hard to set as a standard though since his judgment is capricious.
Asmadeus is still stuck in a childhood phase, unsure of how to deal with the worlds views and ideas. Superficially, he comes off as cold and independent. He strives to show that he is a cynic and a realist. Doing this usually causes him to sound arrogant, though not unintentional, and he tends to look down on people because of that. Inside, he’s a hopeless romantic who struggles to keep his self image while maintaining his outside image. Unsure of whether he can truly accept seeing life as “cold and harsh,” Asmadeus ends up confusing himself.
Because he’s romantic figure, he tends to be self sacrificing but until the moment where situations become that grave, he acts indifferent to death and despair.
Do you really want to know? It's nothing interesting:
Born in Wisteria, Asmadeus was brought up in a well off family. Though not a noble, he grew up with a bit conceited, letting his family’s status get to his head. His father was also a military man and often tried to teach the young boy how to fight with a pole arms. Of course, these lessons always failed and while Asmadeus picked up a few things he generally showed a lack of interest. Instead, he picked up the bow at age fifteen and when his father noticed his talent with it, exhilarated as he had been desperate to force his son to follow in his footsteps as a military man, sent him to a fellow officer. There, Asmadeus was studied and it was agreed upon that upon turning seventeen, he would be recruited into the archery sector of the army.
It was here that he felt somewhat comfortable. Though he had little encounters with women, Asmadeus eagerly trained to master the bow and before long, he set up a little society within the archery sector. Named the Serpents after his favorite animal, the society acted as small time assassins in their free time. Though they did not get any serious jobs, it’s members were kept happy and loyal.
For reasons unsaid to anyone but himself, Asmadeus deserted the Wisterian archery unit a few days before his 21st birthday. As retrieval units were quickly dispatched to capture him, the man quickly smuggled into the borders of Kes'sarria. It has only been a few days since his arrival and he wanders from town to town, too noble to beg. Recently, he has reached the capital, Lue’er. I wonder...
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