Post by Zethius Hawthorn on Aug 29, 2012 12:51:42 GMT -7
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #03AB79; border-right: 10px solid #03AB79; border-top: 10px solid #03AB79; border-bottom: 10px solid #03AB79;] ZETHIUS HAWTHORN Lyric or quote here!.  HEY THERE, PEOPLE TEND TO CALL ME ZETH AND I'M CURRENTLY 100 YEARS OLD. I'M A RIDER AND I'M A UPPER - NOBLE. ------------------------------------------------- NAME: Zethius Hawthorn DOB: August 7 AGE: 100 GENDER: Male SPECIES: Human CLASS: Upper STATUS:[/b Noble OCCUPATION: Rider ALLEGIANCE: Rider Order KINGDOM: The Dragon Temple MAGIC: Grey POWERS: Physical - Zethius has the physical prowess of enhanced Speed, Strength, Stamina, Agility, Hearing, Taste, Touch, Smell, Sight, and the ability to self heal quickly. Telepathy - Damien can mentally talk to people, and has a natural affinity of being able to mentally talk to dragons and elf's as well. Telekinesis - He can push, pull, raise, and lower object to and away from himself. Hyper Kinesis - With a bow or sword, he has a hyper accuracy of not missing. Visions - Not one of his best, he can have minor visions of things to come. Mind control - Zethius can only mind control the weak. Protection shields - He can produce a blue colored light energy shield that can be admitted for protection. Touch Kinesis - A very minor power, he can learn things from objects, for example an axe, he can learn to chop wood if he didn't know before, it doesn't last unless he's practiced with it a good few times. Elements - Zethius understands the basic concepts of elemental manipulation and uses all sort of elements, each for there own specific use. However, he does not go flinging it around everywhere out of randomness. To him using it is a privilege not a right. Manipulation - Because Zethius is a skilled Sorcerer in both the rider arts and the arts of the Arcane, he can manipulate energy to form objects of an assortment of sizes. ~~~~~~~~~~ APPEARANCE Zethius is an older looking man. He stands about 6' foot in height. Build wise he is well toned and his skin is fair. Has dark shaggy hair that is well kept. His face his worn in look due to years of experience, with a beard. He has oval shaped lunar grey eyes. Clothing wise he tends to wear lots of leather and lightweight elven chain mail given to him by the Illuminari. Often he has a very laid back stance. ~~~~~~~~~~ PERSONALITY Hardened by the years of being a born sorcerer and eventual rider; Zethius is a hard man to get through to the kindness of, except for children they can get to him every time. He's not mean, just strict on things. He defines his life on rules and codes for the better of the realm and of the riders. To try and derail him from that would be impossible. A great warrior, his services to the realm are well deserved. He's loyal to the idea of order and peace. He does have some things he enjoys though when not on duty. Ale, woman, and the occasional contest was something he enjoyed. Zethius likes to drink a lot. So often he could be found at the pubs in any city he visits. Just because he looks older does not mean he can't look. Nor does that not mean he still couldn't bed with someone. Zethius has always wanted children. However, having time to have them has been a hard road while being a rider. On the opposing spectrum he doesn't like chaos. Chaos give him migraines which makes him angry. Disobedience from those learning drives him nuts too. Anyone coming to be a rider must be there to ride and not goof off. His biggest pet peeve is being called "old man". Call him old man and you may find a good boot up your bum. Zethius also does not tolerate dark riders. Those that misuse being one with the dragon. Because Zethius was first and foremost born with magic, he knows how to use it. However, he knows the consequences of using it and urge those that have it to be very careful on using it themselves. Being of noble blood, Zethius learned the fine art of melee from his father who was a noble warrior of the realm. Riding has been a natural thing for zethius since a young boy be it from horse and moving on to dragon. Over the years zethius has gain wisdom, which he deems more important than the intellect of academics. Loyalty is at the core of his persona, he is loyal to those he cares about until the end. Compassion is something he can share, but one has to see past the grumpy old manness to see it. Zethius has an awful temper if he is drunk or if someone pisses him off. Never cross a Hawthorne. Just because he is a rider doesn't mean that his age doesn't show. He just doesn't like admitting to it. Again ale and woman hold factor as a weakness as well as a like. Ale drowns out the pains of life. While the woman pleasurize it. His dreams are helping to lead great riders to a good future. Help sustain the place where the riders are trained. Eventually get a break so he can relax a bit. On the other hand he fears dying alone, before time, or dishonorably, riders turning on the riders, and never having children. LIKES:
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~~~~~~~~~~ PARENTS:Samara Hawthorne [deceased], Levius Hawthorne [deceased] SIBLINGS: Orrin Hawthorne [95] - Brother OTHER: Quen Xyris [deceased] - master PET: Dog -Dire Wolf Faolan UNIQUE ITEM: Rider Sword BIRTHPLACE: Averon HISTORY Zethius was born to Samara and Levius Hawthorn in the kingdom of Averon. Born parents were sorcerers, so he grew up knowing magic. However, neither knew that his mother had been arcane too until after marriage. Zeth's father loved his mother dearly. As much as Zeth was born to a magical family, he was also born to noble family of great respect. He learned the art of swordplay and also the art of fighting with ones two fists. His father who was a great knight and noble himself, taught him everything there was to know about being a fighter from the age of 2. Both parents had magic, but never flaunted their association with it, nor was it ever seen being used. However, the mother believed magic was a blessing, not a curse. Four years later his brother Orrin was born. This left Zeth someone to teach the lessons he learned from their father. He loved both of his parents much, especially his mothers cooking. As he and his brother got older they began to fight better and better against each other, until they were able to sword fight their way around the barn next to their noble home top to bottom. They always sparred, even if it meant shirking of their duties as nobles. Their parents said they always acted more like farmers over noble boys. Both boys continued to learn magic, learning how to use it in day to day life and in battle, however it was their mother that supported this more so over the father. Their father was a respectable noble, he couldn't have his children conducting magic all over the place, they were supposed to be nobles, human, yet their mother believe that knowledge was power over sword any day. Magic wasn't forbidden, nor considered a sin in their land, but their father made sure that they never practiced at home and often punished them for doing so. The boys however, were not up for restrictions, continuing elsewhere instead, they knew they had to try to keep it inside the family. So for their parents sake they were very clever about trying to hide it away and doing it where no one would know. Yet eventually all good things come to an end. Damien and Orrin used going hunting often as an excuse, bringing home real kills to throw off the trail of what they were up to. This was where they spent most of their time practicing magic, away from populated eyes. However, mistakes can always be made. It was on one of these hunting sessions that they were caught by accident. It had been raining that day and both had wanted shelter from the rain so they had used magic to create a make shift shelter. Curious, the person that had saw them had luckily been Zeth's future master Quen Xyris. The boys on the other hand figured if they ran across a bear they would just try and scare it off, that or be scared off themselves. Luckily there was no bear, but both boys had felt uneasy about being out there, as if they were being watched and eventually traveled home, game-less. The meeting of Quen was a miracle for zeth. Quen had followed the boys back to their place and had finally confronted the family about the boys' use of magic. However, originally that had not been what Quen had been originally traveling for. The Guardian rider had, had an egg on him and with Zeth and his brother Orrin's curiosity getting the better of both boys, had snooped while they parents had been talking. Finding the egg, the boys spent time with it while the Guardian discussed with their parents how the boys should keep their magic in check before someone came and took them both off elsewhere. The dragon had hatched that day for zeth alone. For a time that was an exciting venture. However, he eventually learned there was more to life than just raising a dragon. He became a dragon rider, learning first at home with his parents on how to take care of the dragon and eventually his departure to take on further learning else where. His brother on the other hand went to traveling and as far as he knew became a pirate, still on the lust for wealth and power, but not in a bad way just his way. His parents had taken both boys leaving heavily, but had continued to live on a quite life without their sons. After taking an oath to his dragon Aeon and bonding with it, he has become a rider over fighter, a defender of the realm. He was taught by a great teacher named Quen Xerys until he left the kingdom of Averon. Growing up with the riders was a life that seemed to go by too fast. As a brash younger man he took to being a dragon rider more foolishly, however, as he got older he learned that being a rider meant so much more. It meant responsibility, justice, courage, code. Of course Zeth intended to visit years after his initial training, but once he had gotten the chance, he had found both parents gone. Either because of death or because of just missing, he had no idea on his end what had happened. However he had tried to find answers with no leads. A conclusion Zeth had come to was that one or both of his parents were captured by some unknown source. The boys had only gotten lucky because of Quen, which Zeth had thanked him for before the man had died. Zeth had respected the mans open values, beliefs, and ways. The old guardian had taught him everything he had known including to stand up for what was right. Quen had told him on his death bed that the man had been the best student he had ever seen or had and had been privileged to of taught such a worthy man to become a rider. Today though he knows that his parents probably are dead, his resolved to finding out what had happened to them still undetermined. The one thing he hopes is that maybe, some way, his brother might be still alive out there, and still scouring the countryside for fame and fortune. Now, Zeth helps lead the future riders. Each rider that comes before him is taught the ways of what it means to be a rider and a guardian of the realm. ~~~~~~~~~~ ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: FROM ANOTHER SITE "Light on your feet, light!" he barked as he watched the apprentice get up. "You'll never keep in a fight if you're not light on your feet!" Honestly he could see a lot of himself in this one. Clumsy and careless, something that he knew very well when he was a child. Dark circles ran under Damien's eyes. He hadn't been sleeping. That probably was what constituted for his snapping at the poor apprentice. It wasn't their fault he had a bad night of rest. It was the nightmare he had about Avalonia and something about a war.... |
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THE PLAYER BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS ETERNAL AND IS 26. SHE LIVES IN THE 7 MOUNTAIN US TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO JEROMY IRONS, DON'T YOU THINK?
[/div]THE PLAYER BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS ETERNAL AND IS 26. SHE LIVES IN THE 7 MOUNTAIN US TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO JEROMY IRONS, DON'T YOU THINK?
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