Post by ih8sushi on Oct 30, 2011 23:05:32 GMT -5
NAME:Beow Naegling, but more commonly, Beow the barefooted
ALIAS: Beow [bay-oh]
AGE: 17
GENDER: male
STANDING: outcast
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: strait
LIKES:
• cold, windy nights
• climbing trees
• running
• heights
• whidding [wood handwork]
•being solitary [He doesn't dislike people and their company, but he likes being alone with his own thoughts]
DISLIKES:
•shoes of any kind
•Heat
• being told what to do
• anything with only one answer
STRENGTHS:
• extremely fast runner, agile and light on his feet
• Dragon flying
• fearless and self confident
• staff fighting
WEAKNESSES:
• easily distracted
• Bad at working with other people as a team
• Can become overprotective of his dragon
• Becomes easily attached to things
FEARS:
• dieing alone
• Causing death to a person or dragon [kills animals to eat though]
• ever getting to the point where he has to give up
• death of his dragon
AMBITIONS:
• do something worth remembering
• become a master dragon rider
• live long
• [someday] become a father and do for his child what his father never got the chance to do for him
SECRETS:
• he feels like he killed his mother because she died giving birth to him
• he acts like he doesn't care and that they would just have held him back- but he really wishes he knew his parents
PERSONALITY:
Beow is independant and often self-reliant. He doesn't like asking for help, rather he wants to show he can do things on his own. He acts like he wasn't thrown out of the village and it was all his choice to leave, either way he never wants to live there and he sees no purpose in it. He has no family to live with or see and if he lived in the town, he would be expected to learn a trade, and he would rather be carefree then have to worry about that kind of responsibly. He doesn't like to rely on others for anything. Beow doesn't wear shoes to show he rejects village life and customs that they have there. He was nicknames 'the barefooted' for this reason. Beow has a strong will and a sometimes rebellious personality.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Beow Has wavy dark auburn hair that hangs in his eyes a little. He has lots of freckles across his nose. He has emerald green eyes set in his roundish face. He is 5' 11 feet tall. He wears a light blue shirt with dark brown pants. Beow wears no shoes, he feels like they are restraining and it is also his way of saying that he rejects village life. He wears some cloth wrapped around his feet during the winter, but only because he doesnt want frostbite. He is tall and willowy an has long legs. He is usually carrying his wooden staff with him.
HISTORY:
Beow is an orphan. He father died while his mother was pregnant and his mother died giving birth to him. He was raised by his widowed aunt, who didn't care much for children, so didn't do a very good job of raising her nephew. But Beow never went without. He was always clothed and fed so there wasnt much to complain about, he was always very independent for this reason though. A couple months after Beow turned 12, his aunt died, leaving the boy completely Alone in the world.
The reason Beow was exiled from the town is also how he got his dragon, Calypso. He was 12, he still lived in the village, just after his aunt died. When Beow discovered a Viking who had found a beautiful dragon in the forest, a Galewing. Beow was instantly enamored by the adolescent dragon's form and anatomy. Her flying was so smooth and graceful, she was truly one with the wind. Her scales were a deep, dark teal and her long tail, made of 3 flowing tendrils, whipped and flowed gracefully behind her in the breeze when she took flight. [Ill be the only one with this type of dragon so I'm taking some liberties with appearance if that's alright] her delicate aerodynamic figure was beautiful and her vast wingspan was fascinating. Beow longed to fly her, for her to be his, to tame this dragon. he'd watch her whenever her owner would take her for a fly. Her spirit was unbroken by this Viking who wanted to break the dragon and force it to behave ideally to him. But the dragon's sense of freedom and wild spirit only made Beow want her more. The rebelliousness soon got out of hand, and when he thought no one was watching, the Viking beat the dragon and used tyranny to force the dragon into his mold of behavior. But Beow was always watching, and the abuse greatly distressed him. One day, the Viking tied the dragon up in tight ropes, almost strangling the graceful creature. Beow became very upset. He ran, he took a knife and when he returned to the dragon, he began to cut her ropes, to set free the glorious creature. Well, the master of the dragon found him doing this. He became extremely angry towards the boy. He ripped the knife out of his hands and maimed the galewing several times before throwing the weapon back at the boy. The Viking hated the dragon Amd the boy alike. So he blamed Beow for attemting to murder his dragon. Beow had no one to to testify for him. Both his parents were dead and his aunt was recently deceased. He was alone in the world, and the Viking being a long-time resident of berk was believed above Beow and he was thrown out of the village and told never to return. Well now Beow never wanted to return, thus begging his rebellious nature against the small town. He retreated into the woods And in a few days found a cave, where he lives to this day.
About a week later, the galewing escaped her bondage to the tyrannical Viking and fled with one thing in mind. Her cuts hadnt healed completely yet, but she only had one thing in het mind- Find that boy. Well she did. She even eventually found Beow, who was completely surprised. The dragon decided to stay with him, he would be her master no one else. She allowed himto ride her, and her allowed her to keep her wild spirit, yet she maintained being docile and tame enough for him. The two live together in harmony as dragon Amd rider.
Since Beow rejects village life, he doesnt use weapons they make. He has a thick wooden staff he made himself from a thin tree trunk, so it would be all one piece of wood. He whiddled it down to a size he could carry and hold. He taught himself to use it for the first year or two he lived in the forest in his cave Amd know he is an expert with it. In a one on one battle, it would be just as useful as a sword, having the capabilities to break bones when combined with Beow's strength. he has a sharpened one he uses to hunt rabbits and fish and the like for food. The only things he has left from the village are the clothes on his back and a single knife.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:
Mother- Nadia Naegling [dead]
Father- Fredrich Naegling[dead]
aunt- Whendy Onela [dead]
WEAPON OF CHOICE: wooden staff
DRAGON NAME: Caylpso
DRAGON TYPE: Galewing
DRAGON PERSONALITY: free spirited and slightly wild, but fiercely loyal to Beow, and Beow only. Sort of untrusting to other humans. Has dark teal scales, light frame and 3-tendril tail
DRAGON TECHNIQUES: incredible aerodynamics
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: *********
OOC NAME TO CALL YOU BY: LUNAAAAAH {lol ya it's me}
YEARS OF RP EXPERIENCE: a few months now
RP EXAMPLE OF THE CHARACTER YOU'RE APPLYING FOR:
Beow breathed in the smell of the forest after a rain. The scent was refreshing and clean. The air was still moist and the ground was still damp from the storm, the moisture felt nice on his feet. He didn't know why people wore shoes. These were the little things you missed when you were ignorant like that. The thunderous storm had only taken small tolls this time, thank the gods. Only a few branches knocked down, and of course plenty of leaves littered the Forest floor. His eyes scanned the area around his abode, his cave where he resided with his dragon, calypso. He wondered where she had gotten to. Proabaly just out for a good fly to stretch to winds after the rain. She was always itching to fly, that was just her nature. He did wonder why he hadn't taken him with her though, she usually enjoyed a flight with her master, but perhaps today she just wanted a little time to be alone. Beow was the same way sometimes. He decided to do the same.
Beow proceeded to walked over to a good, tall tree. He wrapped his arms around a branch and set his feet in a notch on the trunk. He pulled himself up Into the branches of the tree. Each leaf had a few drops of rain on it, if you shook a branch, you would get showered with a tiny downpour from the soaked foliage. Boew did so and laughed as his hair soaked up the light droplets, cooling his temperature, as if he needed it. It was always nice and cool on berk, there was never much need to keep cool. Beow continued to clamber up the tree, fearlessly climbing to heights until he was above the tops of the short trees. He climbed with agility out to a limb. He held on with both hands as he reached the near end of the hefty bough. He looked at the view. It was beautiful, overlooking the Forest floor through the leaves and branches of armies of trees that march through the entire forest, making it up. his forest. 'Anyone who doesnt want to live in the forest is a fool' he thought to himself as he surveyed the wooded place and smiled to himself. He knew he would always be at home here.
ALIAS: Beow [bay-oh]
AGE: 17
GENDER: male
STANDING: outcast
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: strait
LIKES:
• cold, windy nights
• climbing trees
• running
• heights
• whidding [wood handwork]
•being solitary [He doesn't dislike people and their company, but he likes being alone with his own thoughts]
DISLIKES:
•shoes of any kind
•Heat
• being told what to do
• anything with only one answer
STRENGTHS:
• extremely fast runner, agile and light on his feet
• Dragon flying
• fearless and self confident
• staff fighting
WEAKNESSES:
• easily distracted
• Bad at working with other people as a team
• Can become overprotective of his dragon
• Becomes easily attached to things
FEARS:
• dieing alone
• Causing death to a person or dragon [kills animals to eat though]
• ever getting to the point where he has to give up
• death of his dragon
AMBITIONS:
• do something worth remembering
• become a master dragon rider
• live long
• [someday] become a father and do for his child what his father never got the chance to do for him
SECRETS:
• he feels like he killed his mother because she died giving birth to him
• he acts like he doesn't care and that they would just have held him back- but he really wishes he knew his parents
PERSONALITY:
Beow is independant and often self-reliant. He doesn't like asking for help, rather he wants to show he can do things on his own. He acts like he wasn't thrown out of the village and it was all his choice to leave, either way he never wants to live there and he sees no purpose in it. He has no family to live with or see and if he lived in the town, he would be expected to learn a trade, and he would rather be carefree then have to worry about that kind of responsibly. He doesn't like to rely on others for anything. Beow doesn't wear shoes to show he rejects village life and customs that they have there. He was nicknames 'the barefooted' for this reason. Beow has a strong will and a sometimes rebellious personality.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Beow Has wavy dark auburn hair that hangs in his eyes a little. He has lots of freckles across his nose. He has emerald green eyes set in his roundish face. He is 5' 11 feet tall. He wears a light blue shirt with dark brown pants. Beow wears no shoes, he feels like they are restraining and it is also his way of saying that he rejects village life. He wears some cloth wrapped around his feet during the winter, but only because he doesnt want frostbite. He is tall and willowy an has long legs. He is usually carrying his wooden staff with him.
HISTORY:
Beow is an orphan. He father died while his mother was pregnant and his mother died giving birth to him. He was raised by his widowed aunt, who didn't care much for children, so didn't do a very good job of raising her nephew. But Beow never went without. He was always clothed and fed so there wasnt much to complain about, he was always very independent for this reason though. A couple months after Beow turned 12, his aunt died, leaving the boy completely Alone in the world.
The reason Beow was exiled from the town is also how he got his dragon, Calypso. He was 12, he still lived in the village, just after his aunt died. When Beow discovered a Viking who had found a beautiful dragon in the forest, a Galewing. Beow was instantly enamored by the adolescent dragon's form and anatomy. Her flying was so smooth and graceful, she was truly one with the wind. Her scales were a deep, dark teal and her long tail, made of 3 flowing tendrils, whipped and flowed gracefully behind her in the breeze when she took flight. [Ill be the only one with this type of dragon so I'm taking some liberties with appearance if that's alright] her delicate aerodynamic figure was beautiful and her vast wingspan was fascinating. Beow longed to fly her, for her to be his, to tame this dragon. he'd watch her whenever her owner would take her for a fly. Her spirit was unbroken by this Viking who wanted to break the dragon and force it to behave ideally to him. But the dragon's sense of freedom and wild spirit only made Beow want her more. The rebelliousness soon got out of hand, and when he thought no one was watching, the Viking beat the dragon and used tyranny to force the dragon into his mold of behavior. But Beow was always watching, and the abuse greatly distressed him. One day, the Viking tied the dragon up in tight ropes, almost strangling the graceful creature. Beow became very upset. He ran, he took a knife and when he returned to the dragon, he began to cut her ropes, to set free the glorious creature. Well, the master of the dragon found him doing this. He became extremely angry towards the boy. He ripped the knife out of his hands and maimed the galewing several times before throwing the weapon back at the boy. The Viking hated the dragon Amd the boy alike. So he blamed Beow for attemting to murder his dragon. Beow had no one to to testify for him. Both his parents were dead and his aunt was recently deceased. He was alone in the world, and the Viking being a long-time resident of berk was believed above Beow and he was thrown out of the village and told never to return. Well now Beow never wanted to return, thus begging his rebellious nature against the small town. He retreated into the woods And in a few days found a cave, where he lives to this day.
About a week later, the galewing escaped her bondage to the tyrannical Viking and fled with one thing in mind. Her cuts hadnt healed completely yet, but she only had one thing in het mind- Find that boy. Well she did. She even eventually found Beow, who was completely surprised. The dragon decided to stay with him, he would be her master no one else. She allowed himto ride her, and her allowed her to keep her wild spirit, yet she maintained being docile and tame enough for him. The two live together in harmony as dragon Amd rider.
Since Beow rejects village life, he doesnt use weapons they make. He has a thick wooden staff he made himself from a thin tree trunk, so it would be all one piece of wood. He whiddled it down to a size he could carry and hold. He taught himself to use it for the first year or two he lived in the forest in his cave Amd know he is an expert with it. In a one on one battle, it would be just as useful as a sword, having the capabilities to break bones when combined with Beow's strength. he has a sharpened one he uses to hunt rabbits and fish and the like for food. The only things he has left from the village are the clothes on his back and a single knife.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:
Mother- Nadia Naegling [dead]
Father- Fredrich Naegling[dead]
aunt- Whendy Onela [dead]
WEAPON OF CHOICE: wooden staff
DRAGON NAME: Caylpso
DRAGON TYPE: Galewing
DRAGON PERSONALITY: free spirited and slightly wild, but fiercely loyal to Beow, and Beow only. Sort of untrusting to other humans. Has dark teal scales, light frame and 3-tendril tail
DRAGON TECHNIQUES: incredible aerodynamics
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: *********
OOC NAME TO CALL YOU BY: LUNAAAAAH {lol ya it's me}
YEARS OF RP EXPERIENCE: a few months now
RP EXAMPLE OF THE CHARACTER YOU'RE APPLYING FOR:
Beow breathed in the smell of the forest after a rain. The scent was refreshing and clean. The air was still moist and the ground was still damp from the storm, the moisture felt nice on his feet. He didn't know why people wore shoes. These were the little things you missed when you were ignorant like that. The thunderous storm had only taken small tolls this time, thank the gods. Only a few branches knocked down, and of course plenty of leaves littered the Forest floor. His eyes scanned the area around his abode, his cave where he resided with his dragon, calypso. He wondered where she had gotten to. Proabaly just out for a good fly to stretch to winds after the rain. She was always itching to fly, that was just her nature. He did wonder why he hadn't taken him with her though, she usually enjoyed a flight with her master, but perhaps today she just wanted a little time to be alone. Beow was the same way sometimes. He decided to do the same.
Beow proceeded to walked over to a good, tall tree. He wrapped his arms around a branch and set his feet in a notch on the trunk. He pulled himself up Into the branches of the tree. Each leaf had a few drops of rain on it, if you shook a branch, you would get showered with a tiny downpour from the soaked foliage. Boew did so and laughed as his hair soaked up the light droplets, cooling his temperature, as if he needed it. It was always nice and cool on berk, there was never much need to keep cool. Beow continued to clamber up the tree, fearlessly climbing to heights until he was above the tops of the short trees. He climbed with agility out to a limb. He held on with both hands as he reached the near end of the hefty bough. He looked at the view. It was beautiful, overlooking the Forest floor through the leaves and branches of armies of trees that march through the entire forest, making it up. his forest. 'Anyone who doesnt want to live in the forest is a fool' he thought to himself as he surveyed the wooded place and smiled to himself. He knew he would always be at home here.
