Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jul 8, 2007 18:29:04 GMT -5
Name: Gadleon Shahrizai
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: D’Angeline
Description: Possessing of the typical Shahrizai blue eyes that seem to take in all in a room and size it up. Gadleon has the long wryly muscled frame of what one might expect of a lean predatory cat. Nimble of foot and long of limb with dexterity that makes most movement seem much easier than it would be for those of more normal constitution(Height 5'11). Owning to his military background he has a small scar running the length of his left cheek. He almost always carries at least a dagger and when possible a sword. Of course going forth armed in some company is frowned on and thus at those times he is not armed.
Gadleon Shahrizai was born on the historic Shahrizai lands of Kusheth to Gilian and Melinda Shahrizai and thus a minor Peer of the Realm. The third son of the couple in a family of 7 children he has little to no hope of ever inheriting lands or titles. Now two years past his age of majority he has thus turned his attentions toward a military career. Initially he served a year and a half on the Skaldian boarder fighting various boarder skirmishes. This served the youth well offering him practical fighting experience outside of training as well as getting him past the inevitable hurdle those of military profession must pass. That is their first kill.
Not being anyone’s fool the often sarcastic and sometimes predatory seeming young man has had some measure of success. Of course the main problem is throw a stick into anyone of the noble houses and one is likely to hit 20 or 30 just like him right in the head. He has thus moved to the City of Eula since his discharge from the service and established a small town house with his stipends from military service as well as ancestral inheritance. The funds are meager though and Gadleon thus seeks service with a higher ranking noble or perhaps the Crown most likely as a Chevalier.
Gadleon though has more than a little charm about him as an irreverent rogue often tending to make the quip that probably everyone in the room is thinking but does not have the courage to utter. Yet to his friends and family he is loyal and true without a scheming bone in his body. To those who pit themselves against the former though he is a cunning adversary with a sharp tongue who is not above a little good old fashion cloak and dagger to further the ends of those he holds dear.
As a soldier Gadleon is skilled with a blade and intelligent in strategy, but owing to his young age has yet to achieve any real recognition other than turning a few heads of higher ups as a person who has potential. Potential that may or may not be fulfilled with maturity and the wisdom that comes with it.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: D’Angeline
Description: Possessing of the typical Shahrizai blue eyes that seem to take in all in a room and size it up. Gadleon has the long wryly muscled frame of what one might expect of a lean predatory cat. Nimble of foot and long of limb with dexterity that makes most movement seem much easier than it would be for those of more normal constitution(Height 5'11). Owning to his military background he has a small scar running the length of his left cheek. He almost always carries at least a dagger and when possible a sword. Of course going forth armed in some company is frowned on and thus at those times he is not armed.
Gadleon Shahrizai was born on the historic Shahrizai lands of Kusheth to Gilian and Melinda Shahrizai and thus a minor Peer of the Realm. The third son of the couple in a family of 7 children he has little to no hope of ever inheriting lands or titles. Now two years past his age of majority he has thus turned his attentions toward a military career. Initially he served a year and a half on the Skaldian boarder fighting various boarder skirmishes. This served the youth well offering him practical fighting experience outside of training as well as getting him past the inevitable hurdle those of military profession must pass. That is their first kill.
Not being anyone’s fool the often sarcastic and sometimes predatory seeming young man has had some measure of success. Of course the main problem is throw a stick into anyone of the noble houses and one is likely to hit 20 or 30 just like him right in the head. He has thus moved to the City of Eula since his discharge from the service and established a small town house with his stipends from military service as well as ancestral inheritance. The funds are meager though and Gadleon thus seeks service with a higher ranking noble or perhaps the Crown most likely as a Chevalier.
Gadleon though has more than a little charm about him as an irreverent rogue often tending to make the quip that probably everyone in the room is thinking but does not have the courage to utter. Yet to his friends and family he is loyal and true without a scheming bone in his body. To those who pit themselves against the former though he is a cunning adversary with a sharp tongue who is not above a little good old fashion cloak and dagger to further the ends of those he holds dear.
As a soldier Gadleon is skilled with a blade and intelligent in strategy, but owing to his young age has yet to achieve any real recognition other than turning a few heads of higher ups as a person who has potential. Potential that may or may not be fulfilled with maturity and the wisdom that comes with it.