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 Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 8:34 am
Kon's Journal.
Ah, the excitement of going somewhere~
Welcome to Kon's journal, please just sit back and enjoy the text, no posting unless asked to, thank you~!
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 8:56 am
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Faust
My main character throughout the FF-universe as of yet.
Faust is your typical everyday and mostly average hero; He's got green eyes and hayishly blond hair, cut a slight short with a few straws poking out here and there, and nothing else that really stands out about him.
Casually he wears a big hat, a cloak and your usual traveling gear; somewhat wide pants tucked into knee-high boots, gloves reaching up close to his elbow and an old tunic with long sleeves. A belt which holds a shorter sword as well as a few pouches containing various smaller goods.
Beneath his baggy exterior, hides a somewhat reliable armor varying from a thick leather-like kind of material as well as a few scraps of metal where it might be crucial.
His gloves and boots also holds a few pieces of metal for protection, as well as small hidden trinkets to use in self-defense or other nescessary situations.
His nose and down is typically hidden behind the cloak and the area around his eyes is both darkened and a bit baggy, from many sleepless nights it would seem.
-Your typical impression of him is a relatively friendly scarecrow.
Faust isn't your typical fighter, nor brawler. He still knows how to fight though, but would prefer to make it out of a situation using his wits and most commonly; his legs.
He's a man of the roads, seeking peace rather than war. But he does like a few fights every now and then, just to keep his blood flowing or something like that.
He's got a some-some knowlege of herbs and poisons, and usually keeps small amounts grinded into powder with him wherever he goes.
-For the times when he actually does fight though (monsters you know, can't ever seem to get enough of them...) his weapon of choise would be a polearm of some kind. Or some long, sharp blade- so he can keep his distance from the things he's fighting.
Above getting his own bum safely out of a fight though, he'll take care of those whom he's fond of and really likes.
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