Post by Alomovo on Jul 25, 2005 19:59:40 GMT
Name: Alomovo
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Weapon: Whispering Knight (Single Blade, 3.5ft long, encased in a very hard ebony scabbard, which doubles as a weapon)
Steed: Aajah Zafar
Weight: 210 lbs
Height: 6'5''
Bio: Born in the outskirts of Chang An, to a father whom had served the imperial army for 10 years, Alomovo was always acute to modern warfare. His family had served a long line of Han emperor’s, each doing their part to establish a now crumbling empire. Sensing the corruption within the Han, his father settled down in the old capital, to find a wife and start a family. He met a lovely wife, and after 3 years of marriage, gave birth to 2 sons. The first, Marison, a man now virtually erased from existence; secondly, was Alomovo. Like Alomovo, Marison too was a warrior keen in the blade arts, but his burning ambition was ridden with Malice and hate towards the "betrayal" towards the Han his father committed. At the age of only 14, Marison had left for good, never to be seen again. This left a mental scare on the youthful Alomovo, whom had only just begun to understand the world.
For many years, Alomovo trained to be a brilliant swords master - his ambition was to teach in weapon schools. Being on the outskirts of Chang An, Alomovo always had plenty of time to develop necessary skills. His strength was built up due to farming, his mind by reading, and his sword play with his aging father. At the age of 27, at the ripe time of the Yellow Turbans, a group of 7 men were in a local tavern near Alomovo's hut, discussing the rebels that plagued the cities around them. Being disgusted too with the bandits that dwelled so freely in the realm, the 8 formed a group, a group of powerful and fearless knights, whom would eventually lead an army to destroy the yellow scarved rebels.
After one fateful day, the end of a long and tiring campaign, Alomovo came across a beautiful woman. It was a typical love at first sight scenario; the pair got on like a house on fire. Within only 6 months, the pair had married, with huge celebrations throughout the land. Now Alomovo had a reason to be the best. With the Dark Knights, he had killed countless men, giving him the name of "man slayer" - a title once belonging to someone very sinister, very shrewd, someone Alomovo would soon hate...
4 years had passed, and with the time growing, so did Alomovo's fame throughout the land. He already had a child to his name - a boy by the name of Reno. But this increasing fame would soon be a burden to his family and loved ones. The night of true reckoning had come for Alomovo. The night was clear, the stars were illuminating the blissful sky for all to see; blatant vanity on gods part. The man slayer had arrived. His name was unknown, much like the man’s origins. Revenge was going to be exact. Retribution was aplenty. Taking his Wife Hostage, the conqueror laughed maniacally as he slit her throat, Alomovo's shimmering eyes filling with burning rage and fiery hatred. He slaughtered the man. And the man's family. And the people who knew him. and his entire village. Reno was no-where to be found.
Commander
War - 80 + 12 + 5 (Weapon) = 97
Tac - 75 + 6 = 81
Pol - 70
Lea - 80 + 2 = 82
War - 97
Tac - 81
Pol - 70
Lea - 82
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Weapon: Whispering Knight (Single Blade, 3.5ft long, encased in a very hard ebony scabbard, which doubles as a weapon)
Steed: Aajah Zafar
Weight: 210 lbs
Height: 6'5''
Bio: Born in the outskirts of Chang An, to a father whom had served the imperial army for 10 years, Alomovo was always acute to modern warfare. His family had served a long line of Han emperor’s, each doing their part to establish a now crumbling empire. Sensing the corruption within the Han, his father settled down in the old capital, to find a wife and start a family. He met a lovely wife, and after 3 years of marriage, gave birth to 2 sons. The first, Marison, a man now virtually erased from existence; secondly, was Alomovo. Like Alomovo, Marison too was a warrior keen in the blade arts, but his burning ambition was ridden with Malice and hate towards the "betrayal" towards the Han his father committed. At the age of only 14, Marison had left for good, never to be seen again. This left a mental scare on the youthful Alomovo, whom had only just begun to understand the world.
For many years, Alomovo trained to be a brilliant swords master - his ambition was to teach in weapon schools. Being on the outskirts of Chang An, Alomovo always had plenty of time to develop necessary skills. His strength was built up due to farming, his mind by reading, and his sword play with his aging father. At the age of 27, at the ripe time of the Yellow Turbans, a group of 7 men were in a local tavern near Alomovo's hut, discussing the rebels that plagued the cities around them. Being disgusted too with the bandits that dwelled so freely in the realm, the 8 formed a group, a group of powerful and fearless knights, whom would eventually lead an army to destroy the yellow scarved rebels.
After one fateful day, the end of a long and tiring campaign, Alomovo came across a beautiful woman. It was a typical love at first sight scenario; the pair got on like a house on fire. Within only 6 months, the pair had married, with huge celebrations throughout the land. Now Alomovo had a reason to be the best. With the Dark Knights, he had killed countless men, giving him the name of "man slayer" - a title once belonging to someone very sinister, very shrewd, someone Alomovo would soon hate...
4 years had passed, and with the time growing, so did Alomovo's fame throughout the land. He already had a child to his name - a boy by the name of Reno. But this increasing fame would soon be a burden to his family and loved ones. The night of true reckoning had come for Alomovo. The night was clear, the stars were illuminating the blissful sky for all to see; blatant vanity on gods part. The man slayer had arrived. His name was unknown, much like the man’s origins. Revenge was going to be exact. Retribution was aplenty. Taking his Wife Hostage, the conqueror laughed maniacally as he slit her throat, Alomovo's shimmering eyes filling with burning rage and fiery hatred. He slaughtered the man. And the man's family. And the people who knew him. and his entire village. Reno was no-where to be found.
Commander
War - 80 + 12 + 5 (Weapon) = 97
Tac - 75 + 6 = 81
Pol - 70
Lea - 80 + 2 = 82
War - 97
Tac - 81
Pol - 70
Lea - 82
