Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Aug 25, 2008 19:14:05 GMT -5
1) Character Name: Meraxes Frey
2) Character Age: 31
3) Character Nationality (Stormlands, The Reach, etc): Riverlands
4) Character Byname: ‘Freaky Frey’
5) Character Skills (Choose 2 beginner skills, 2 novice skills, 2 apprentice skills, and 2 noteworthy skills and 1 expert skill): beginner horsemanship, beginner unarmed fighting, novice herbs, novice stealth, apprentice finances, apprentice dagger, noteworthy forgery, Noteworthy languages, Expert deception
6) Character's Second (Choose 2 beginner skills, 2 novice skills, 2 apprentice skills, and 2 noteworthy skills):
7) Character Personal History: Lady Blythe Frey was once viewed as the prize of the Crossing. Beautiful, intelligent, and blessed with a remarkable singing voice, there was many a lad who fancied stealing the hand of Goldfinger’s favorite cousin.
When she was but 17 and the Freys entering their more unpopular periods, the Lord of Lonely Light visited the Lord Frey, desiring an audience for some unknown slight. Men would say that Walder Frey had hatched some new scheme to fill his coffers by making amends with reavers, but only the pair knew the truth of the matter. Whatever was spoken between the two, the old reaver (his name forgotten from shame and typical Southron bewilderment at his strange habits) was the next night allowed to spirit young Blythe from her room. The only notable fact of her last day in the Crossing was that she had spent it removing weeds from the gods wood. It was only months before idle servants were whispering of how portentous it may or may not have been, but by then, Blythe had been returned, just as beautiful and intelligent but her beauty marred by a lump in her belly and her wit no longer simply sharp, but cold. Only three years after giving birth, she leapt into the raging river that splits the crossing.
Meraxes Frey was as unwieldy as his name. Pale green eyes, long tawny black hair and a face not even a mother could love, the hunchbacked child of Blythe Frey has been limping in the background of family meetings for years. A kindly sept once said that his face reflected the suffering of the world around him, but Meraxes has long suspected that it was mere flattery to lure him from the Godswood. Silent faces of gnarled wood were as fine a guiding force as any in the young outcast’s world.
8) Character Physical Description: Meraxes likes to imagine he is as draconian as his name, but few in the Crossing can bear the sight without resorting to condescension.
9) Character Reputation: Virtually none outside the Riverlands, but still the subject of several rumours.
10) Your AIM, MSN, Yahoo, ICQ or email address (so other players may have the opportunity to contact you).
2) Character Age: 31
3) Character Nationality (Stormlands, The Reach, etc): Riverlands
4) Character Byname: ‘Freaky Frey’
5) Character Skills (Choose 2 beginner skills, 2 novice skills, 2 apprentice skills, and 2 noteworthy skills and 1 expert skill): beginner horsemanship, beginner unarmed fighting, novice herbs, novice stealth, apprentice finances, apprentice dagger, noteworthy forgery, Noteworthy languages, Expert deception
6) Character's Second (Choose 2 beginner skills, 2 novice skills, 2 apprentice skills, and 2 noteworthy skills):
7) Character Personal History: Lady Blythe Frey was once viewed as the prize of the Crossing. Beautiful, intelligent, and blessed with a remarkable singing voice, there was many a lad who fancied stealing the hand of Goldfinger’s favorite cousin.
When she was but 17 and the Freys entering their more unpopular periods, the Lord of Lonely Light visited the Lord Frey, desiring an audience for some unknown slight. Men would say that Walder Frey had hatched some new scheme to fill his coffers by making amends with reavers, but only the pair knew the truth of the matter. Whatever was spoken between the two, the old reaver (his name forgotten from shame and typical Southron bewilderment at his strange habits) was the next night allowed to spirit young Blythe from her room. The only notable fact of her last day in the Crossing was that she had spent it removing weeds from the gods wood. It was only months before idle servants were whispering of how portentous it may or may not have been, but by then, Blythe had been returned, just as beautiful and intelligent but her beauty marred by a lump in her belly and her wit no longer simply sharp, but cold. Only three years after giving birth, she leapt into the raging river that splits the crossing.
Meraxes Frey was as unwieldy as his name. Pale green eyes, long tawny black hair and a face not even a mother could love, the hunchbacked child of Blythe Frey has been limping in the background of family meetings for years. A kindly sept once said that his face reflected the suffering of the world around him, but Meraxes has long suspected that it was mere flattery to lure him from the Godswood. Silent faces of gnarled wood were as fine a guiding force as any in the young outcast’s world.
8) Character Physical Description: Meraxes likes to imagine he is as draconian as his name, but few in the Crossing can bear the sight without resorting to condescension.
9) Character Reputation: Virtually none outside the Riverlands, but still the subject of several rumours.
10) Your AIM, MSN, Yahoo, ICQ or email address (so other players may have the opportunity to contact you).
Hope you all are well and happy.