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Silverswordmaster -> RE: =Elemental Championships= OOC 2008 (Applications Phase) (7/11/2008 11:13:33)
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Alright...
Name: Flare Talikaran
Element of Participation: FIRE
Class, if applicible: Spellsword
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Vital Statistics: 6'3", 120 lbs, Agile fighter build, Spiky Red and orange hair, light blue eyes.
Weaponry: Self-forged Shortswords that sit on his back that gleam of inner fire when drawn, two hidden spikes that can be extended when he uses a palm attack that spike out from under his wrists, Fire Magic
Secondary physical description for reference's sake: Flare a larger man... hight wise anyway. And even then, he is about the same size as a normal person. As you watch him, you notice his light chainmail armor, that seems to glow untill he pulls a black, no sleeve shirt over it. His arms are protected by long, black leather gaunthlets that go down to his hands. His two shortswords sit in leather sheaths on his sides, crossed beind his back at his waist. His pants are simple. Black fighters leather, nothing more. He has a pouch for carrying around things he may find or pick up, but it is empty as of now. As he walks by, you blink slightly as you notice that his hands have more then the gaunthlets protecting them, and that half his fingers are in some sort of metal contraption, and you see the tip of a dagger that quickly retracts and dissaperes as he walks away.
Background: Flare was born, raised, and trained a Spellsword, a powerful warrior taught the intritcys of magic, making them even stronger then a normal warrior. At age Three he was already learning to fight, at age five he cast his first fireball, and at age six, he had mastered the most basic of fire spells. He was going to be great, so his father taught him Blacksmithing, so that he could create his own great weapons. At a young ten years old, Flare finished making two swords that he would carry with him forever. Now, he is eighteen, a proven warrior and adventure with enough quests under his belt that he desided that, as he was reaching his limit as a adventurer (Most die 18-22 years old.), he would join the Elemental Championships, and here he is.
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My point as a commentator? To make battles more entertaining by putting out funny play-by-plays of the action.
"OH AND X JUST BEAT DOWN Y. You know guys, it's so much easyer just to shake hands you don't need t... Oshhhh, thats got to hurt... I have never seen someone just reach down and rip someone head off like that! Thats going to hurt in the afterlife! Well, lets move on, and check out some more of the action down on the Feild... oh! Here is a good battle! Both contestins going str... is that a Frag Grenade?" -Explosion- "Whew! DANG, I hate to say it my friend, but they are going to have to glue you back togeather. IN HELL!"
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