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Name: Rory Ó Conghaile
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5’8’’, 170 lbs, fit, strong, torso and hands covered with scars from knife fights
Skills: shooting, brawling, knife fighting, mugging, gambling
Weaponry/Armor/Notable Accessories:
Wields two immense .44 revolvers, which he also can use as clubs. He wears scaled gauntlets, loricated leg defenses, and a steel plate over his belly, the armour held by straps.
History: Rory was born in the poorer neighbourhoods of Netheris. His father worked in metal fabrication, but used to be a miner from Karnv. Rory has three brothers and two sisters. Like many children of poor, alcoholic, lower class families, Rory and his siblings grew up in a loud, noisy, violent household, but his parents always stayed together.
Outside of home and school, Rory would run around and fight other kids for no apparent reason. Home was hell, and hell was home, and that's all that mattered. He was a bad student, and often fought kids at school, 'cause why the hell not. His parents were also violent and aggressive, and sometimes criminal, so it's no surprise what would happen to him.
Once he became a teenager, Rory joined local gangs, and participated in drug trafficking, protection racket, extortion, home invasions, gambling, abduction, armed robbery, and assault. It was not long until he became part of gang fights and street fighting. Fortunately, he managed to always evade the law, and he was always just one faceless hoodlum amidst many.
Rory enjoys life in pubs, and just like his parents, drinks perhaps too much. He saved up enough (stolen) money and earnings from gambling until he could get a gunsmith to make him two beautiful, immense revolvers. They fire .44 cartridges, big bullets capable of taking out most within a couple shots, which saved his life in multiple gunfights against rival gangsters. He made his own armour after almost dying too many times, but remains alive. He plans to keep it that way.
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5’8’’, 170 lbs, fit, strong, torso and hands covered with scars from knife fights
Skills: shooting, brawling, knife fighting, mugging, gambling
Weaponry/Armor/Notable Accessories:
Wields two immense .44 revolvers, which he also can use as clubs. He wears scaled gauntlets, loricated leg defenses, and a steel plate over his belly, the armour held by straps.
History: Rory was born in the poorer neighbourhoods of Netheris. His father worked in metal fabrication, but used to be a miner from Karnv. Rory has three brothers and two sisters. Like many children of poor, alcoholic, lower class families, Rory and his siblings grew up in a loud, noisy, violent household, but his parents always stayed together.
Outside of home and school, Rory would run around and fight other kids for no apparent reason. Home was hell, and hell was home, and that's all that mattered. He was a bad student, and often fought kids at school, 'cause why the hell not. His parents were also violent and aggressive, and sometimes criminal, so it's no surprise what would happen to him.
Once he became a teenager, Rory joined local gangs, and participated in drug trafficking, protection racket, extortion, home invasions, gambling, abduction, armed robbery, and assault. It was not long until he became part of gang fights and street fighting. Fortunately, he managed to always evade the law, and he was always just one faceless hoodlum amidst many.
Rory enjoys life in pubs, and just like his parents, drinks perhaps too much. He saved up enough (stolen) money and earnings from gambling until he could get a gunsmith to make him two beautiful, immense revolvers. They fire .44 cartridges, big bullets capable of taking out most within a couple shots, which saved his life in multiple gunfights against rival gangsters. He made his own armour after almost dying too many times, but remains alive. He plans to keep it that way.
05-Aug-2018 07:16:39 - Last edited on 05-Aug-2018 07:30:48 by Azi Demonica
Becoming an adult, Rory’s life couldn’t stay stuck to the streets forever. His experience allowed him to become somewhat of an adventurer, going from place to place, city to city, country to country. He earned his money working as a bouncer, caravan guard, or a bounty hunter. But, his criminal past hasn’t really faded away, and he occasionally resorted to waylaying and robbery. Currently, his travels has led him to a mysterious tavern...
Other: Rory can be temperamental, nefarious, and capricious.
Name: Elizabeth Watson
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance:
5’2’’, 110 lbs., dainty blue-eyed brunette
Skills: violinist, singer, painter, pugilist, swordswoman, equestrian
Weaponry/Armor/Notable Accessories: violin, (violin) bow.
One of her father’s sabres:
The sabre has a slightly curved 33-inch blade and scabbard.
Her mother’s .32 revolver:
(we imagine a trigger during RPing)
History: A multitalented, artistic, petite, young gentlewoman from Halai. Elizabeth was raised an only child in a rural environment untouched by technology. Her mother, Annabelle, was a housewife but quite political in town. Her father, Zachary, was a mysterious cultic figure who was often away, and she always remembered him having white hair and a big beard, a rather scary man.
Although the manor house was beautiful, overlooking farmland and orchards, Elizabeth’s home was hell. Her mother hated the bastard child, and often kept Elizabeth locked in her bedroom. Misbehaving resulted in slaps to the buttocks, back or face, sometimes with a short whip, depending on how angry Mother became. With nothing to do, and unable to escape, Elizabeth developed a love for the arts, especially the violin, singing, and painting. This was her escapism from loneliness, isolation, depression, and fear of punishment.
Other: Rory can be temperamental, nefarious, and capricious.
Name: Elizabeth Watson
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance:
5’2’’, 110 lbs., dainty blue-eyed brunette
Skills: violinist, singer, painter, pugilist, swordswoman, equestrian
Weaponry/Armor/Notable Accessories: violin, (violin) bow.
One of her father’s sabres:
The sabre has a slightly curved 33-inch blade and scabbard.
Her mother’s .32 revolver:
(we imagine a trigger during RPing)
History: A multitalented, artistic, petite, young gentlewoman from Halai. Elizabeth was raised an only child in a rural environment untouched by technology. Her mother, Annabelle, was a housewife but quite political in town. Her father, Zachary, was a mysterious cultic figure who was often away, and she always remembered him having white hair and a big beard, a rather scary man.
Although the manor house was beautiful, overlooking farmland and orchards, Elizabeth’s home was hell. Her mother hated the bastard child, and often kept Elizabeth locked in her bedroom. Misbehaving resulted in slaps to the buttocks, back or face, sometimes with a short whip, depending on how angry Mother became. With nothing to do, and unable to escape, Elizabeth developed a love for the arts, especially the violin, singing, and painting. This was her escapism from loneliness, isolation, depression, and fear of punishment.
05-Aug-2018 07:17:40 - Last edited on 27-Aug-2018 05:54:55 by Azi Demonica
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