Post by nause180 on Jan 2, 2012 21:00:42 GMT -5
OOC
IGN: Nause180
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: I played on the old SW server, WOW, LOTRO, SWTOR, Minecraft, and I love Skyrim. Why Us: I love the medieval time period, I love Minecraft, and I love Skyrim. This sounds like a perfect mix of all three
Time You Can Dedicate: At least 1-3 hours a day. (depends on which day of the week it is)
IC
Name: Torsten Mattran
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Average, scar going through one eye, green eyes, brown hair, wears custom fit light body armour, 1.6 meters tall, weighs 82 kilograms Fears: Dishonoring his family, trolls, and failing a task
Personality: Outgoing, slightly insane, known to go to extremes to get things done, quirky, funny, believes he can turn anyone into an amazing soldier
Occupation: Drill Sergeant
Skills: Knows how to hold his own in battle, can use almost any weapon given to him, can talk his way out of almost any situation
Nickname (Optional): Kal
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Recruit: How do we know that what your teaching us won't get us killed out there?
Me: Only the tactics of the survivors get passed down in war.
Recruit: Well... I guess... I...
Me: Get back to training.
Recruit: Yes Sarge!
Quarter-Master: You sure told him off, embarrassed him quite a bit too.
Me: Not intentionally, he got what was coming.
Back-story (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
When Torsten was around 6 years old, his family had moved to Riften because his father was contracted to do some engineering on the new walls that were being built there. War had broken out on Riften shortly after the Neyori family had arrived in the city, and Torsten was orphaned when both of his parents were killed. the only thing he had salvaged from his father's body was a three-sided knife, and because he was alone after his parents died, he trained himself how to use it; eventually getting to the point where he could hit any target he threw the knife at. After surviving for a year in the war-torn rubble of Riften on his own, Mattran was discovered by a Red Guard named Munin, whom he had promptly attacked with his father's knife. Munin was amused by the attack rather than angry, and decided to adopt Mattran into his family, renaming him "Kal" meaning "Blade" in Munin’s native language and took it upon himself to train young Kal.
When Kal turned 18 he enlisted into the Imperial Legion. Early in his career as a soldier, his ankle was shattered by an arrow due to his failure to follow an order during the siege of Whiterun. the Battalion he was in fell under attack in the middle of the night and the Group Commander was killed. Kal and some of the other soldiers fought back most of the Stormcloak soldiers and Kal had a nasty run in with an enemy sword (After the wound healed, it left a scar across the left eye). Still he fought them back to the walls of Whiterun where he was ordered to fall back but Kal kept fighting. An archer from atop the wall got a lucky shot off at Kal and got him in the Achilles tendon. Mattran was brought back to Solitude where the Jarl saw him unfit for duty and honorably discharged Kal from active duty. Kal then begged the Jarl if he could be a drill sergeant. the Jarl, having pity on Kal, decided that it was the only way to keep him happy and agreed to let him train the new recruits.
FUS RO DAH
IGN: Nause180
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: I played on the old SW server, WOW, LOTRO, SWTOR, Minecraft, and I love Skyrim. Why Us: I love the medieval time period, I love Minecraft, and I love Skyrim. This sounds like a perfect mix of all three
Time You Can Dedicate: At least 1-3 hours a day. (depends on which day of the week it is)
IC
Name: Torsten Mattran
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Average, scar going through one eye, green eyes, brown hair, wears custom fit light body armour, 1.6 meters tall, weighs 82 kilograms Fears: Dishonoring his family, trolls, and failing a task
Personality: Outgoing, slightly insane, known to go to extremes to get things done, quirky, funny, believes he can turn anyone into an amazing soldier
Occupation: Drill Sergeant
Skills: Knows how to hold his own in battle, can use almost any weapon given to him, can talk his way out of almost any situation
Nickname (Optional): Kal
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Recruit: How do we know that what your teaching us won't get us killed out there?
Me: Only the tactics of the survivors get passed down in war.
Recruit: Well... I guess... I...
Me: Get back to training.
Recruit: Yes Sarge!
Quarter-Master: You sure told him off, embarrassed him quite a bit too.
Me: Not intentionally, he got what was coming.
Back-story (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
When Torsten was around 6 years old, his family had moved to Riften because his father was contracted to do some engineering on the new walls that were being built there. War had broken out on Riften shortly after the Neyori family had arrived in the city, and Torsten was orphaned when both of his parents were killed. the only thing he had salvaged from his father's body was a three-sided knife, and because he was alone after his parents died, he trained himself how to use it; eventually getting to the point where he could hit any target he threw the knife at. After surviving for a year in the war-torn rubble of Riften on his own, Mattran was discovered by a Red Guard named Munin, whom he had promptly attacked with his father's knife. Munin was amused by the attack rather than angry, and decided to adopt Mattran into his family, renaming him "Kal" meaning "Blade" in Munin’s native language and took it upon himself to train young Kal.
When Kal turned 18 he enlisted into the Imperial Legion. Early in his career as a soldier, his ankle was shattered by an arrow due to his failure to follow an order during the siege of Whiterun. the Battalion he was in fell under attack in the middle of the night and the Group Commander was killed. Kal and some of the other soldiers fought back most of the Stormcloak soldiers and Kal had a nasty run in with an enemy sword (After the wound healed, it left a scar across the left eye). Still he fought them back to the walls of Whiterun where he was ordered to fall back but Kal kept fighting. An archer from atop the wall got a lucky shot off at Kal and got him in the Achilles tendon. Mattran was brought back to Solitude where the Jarl saw him unfit for duty and honorably discharged Kal from active duty. Kal then begged the Jarl if he could be a drill sergeant. the Jarl, having pity on Kal, decided that it was the only way to keep him happy and agreed to let him train the new recruits.
FUS RO DAH