Post by Jabez Rancore on Mar 2, 2006 22:38:10 GMT -5
Name": Jabez Rancore
Age": Almost 29
Race": Human
Class/Occupation": Mage/(Rogue Mage, by Rogue I mean alone.)
Allignment": Chaotic Good
Personality": Jabez is all around, sometimes he's a little below Neutral, or above it- Depedending on whats in it for him. He will help you if you help him, but will run for cover it trouble comes knocking. Unless you knew him from his childhood, and supported him, hes as likely to to trust you as to pick you up and carry you around. Yeah- not going to happen, he likes when he gets a friend though, some are good friends, some he leeches off of. Just be weary when your around him, him may be an enemy and a friend off and on.
Appearance": Jabez is a medium sized 5'9 Human, with reddish-brown short, messy hair. His Netherwind armor set is blue, long, and very regal. Lined with enchanted linen, and arcane crystals, he wears it with pride- for he made it. He wears wide shoulderpads, with arcane pools emitting mist in them, like lights. And a tight cloth helmet, fastened with crystals around it. His cloth armor shines like a new sun on a dark night. It boosts his confidence and power.
Weapons": A long blue staff, with an essence of power- His Netherwind Bird staff, so he calls it. It has the skull of an unknown large bird on it, engulfed by arcane shaped bird wings, glistening with greatness, with draping pieces of sewn linen, with a large diamond on the end. And, above all, his top weapon. Jabezs arcane intellect is to be reckoned with. His Arcane rifts, explosions, and missiles, are of amazing power.
History": Jabez was born into a normal Human family, a normal kid, with normal dreams of one day serving his nation. He always saw glory in his future, him being a Heroic, and Daring Warrior- Protecting his people, his fellow neighbors. Jabezs' families past although, would not permit this path of destiny, for he was born in the line of Rancore's. Some of the well known Mages of the century, Battle Mages they were. All of Chaotic Good alignment, helping fight for the side of Light, and Honor. Some would say Jabez has fallen far from the tree- Still wanting to be a Knight, and fight in a Battle, he signed up Duty at the mere age of 18, wanting to fight for something that he couldn't do. He was a weak mage, very poor Arcane power, and even less knowledge of the History of Arcane power, and how to use it. He was never promoted, or assigned his own gaurd post. The apple had fallen very far from a tree, then rolled down a hill, then fell off a cliff- Jabez was enraged that his four years of service got him no promotions, no assigments, no regimes to fight with, no hero's to see. He deserted his Family Crest, Motto, and the Family itself. He abandoned the war machine he waited so eagrly so serve as a child, and became a Rogue Mage. The only thing that drove him to study was to prove everyone he ever knew wrong. To make everyone wish they had supported him. This is where he un-locked his family strength- Arcane Power. Now smart enough to know not to go evil, he stays to the vow he made long ago- Still a Mage doing all he can for a passed friend, but a long journey led him to that point. He has been training, studying, and proving people wrong since then. He had hit rock bottom around twenty three, desperate for food, water, anything he could get. He couldn't reach rock bottom, for he was way below it. He was stealing from children, women in heat, and men while they held their families tight. His anger at those that didn't belive him drove him to study, and to become great yes, but when he got tired of this, and was still weak he gave up, just quit. He still threatened people with the arcane power he didn't have to eat, drink, survive. He lived on what he called the "edge" the edge of living and dieing. He had slipped to the Evil side- doing whatever for himself, for he had nothing left to do. He couldn't go home, go back to the city he grew up in, go back to the people and be proved wrong, no he couldn't. It was a sunny day when Jabez was finally woken up from his self-denial, his self-pity, and of all his self-killing times. He travelling Mage by the name of Arona Whitefrea caught Jabez, on a sunny afternoon trying to steal her camping supplies while she helped some innocents- Jabez never found out why she was really away from her camp, maybe Jabezs father sent her, maybe she meant for Jabez to steal, who knows. Well, Jabez was caught by this she-mage- with a pot, and a sack of bread in his hands. He stared in awe at this beautiful woman in-front of him. He tried to con his way out of this jam, like he always tried. "Are these yours? For I caught a man trying to rob you of these items." His facial expression was lacking, he could never lie, his guilt was like a sword stabbing him in his gut. "Yes, I saw the man take my supplies- He looked alot like you, but im sure a Rancore would never steal to benefit himself, she said to him. He surrendered, without hesitation, he saw the power in her eyes. "Yes, but I am an erased Rancore, no longer a known being, an outcast." He sighed, who was this woman, had she known who he was by the look of his face, his eyes? "You should be arrested, for treason to your homeland, stealing from your brothers in arms- your people! But that is not the will your father, and 'tis not what you ancestors would want either. A Great Rancore, thrown in Jail.. The sight of it.. Ha!" Jabez was just then awestruck, what was happening, was this chapter of his life closing? "If you have yet to figure out what is happening, and by that puzzled look on your face, I see that you haven't. I have been sent to lift you up from whatever depth you have sunk, no matter how low this may be- 'tis my duty. I'm here to train you, from the best, of the arcane ways." Jabez dropped the items his old self, the greed, lustful self, once needed. "I-..I will train under you, milday, until all is learned." Jabez took a knee in-front of her, and just then became a neutral person of his nation, he was granted impunity from his minor crimes. He was twenty-two then, he journeyed with Arona, for five years, until he was 27.. Arona taught him all she knew, and trained him, and Jabez grew in heart, and in soul, and in wisdom. His powers surpassed Arona, for he was a Rancore. At the age of twenty-eight, his companion- Arona, had died of an illness : un-healabe. This was a broken day for Jabez, she was only the mere age of thirty-nine. He vowed to do anything he could to up-hold his family name, but he never returned home. He owned his own home, but was always out, delivering any justice he could, helping, fighting, and still above all training, this is Jabezs' life. He has now moved to The Southern Islands, to be surrounded by evil do-ers, do deliver more good, and spread word or his old trainer Lady Arona. Some say hee has gone mad for the light, he has been blinded into doing good, tricked. Jabez believed what Arona taught him, and still is doing his part to this day.
Race's Leader?": (No)
Other": Jabez has been working, since he left his old life of robbery, to acquire a new kind of armor- his own kind. He infused an arcane set of armor with arcane crystals, and forged a armor set he calls Netherwind. Which feeds his arcane hunger, but controls it at the same time. He has fashioned a mages' staff like no other- The Netherwind Bird- A long blue staff, with a skull of a bird, and arcane wings, brimming with power. This is Jabezs pride, his sign, everyone knows him by his arcanish armor.
Hope you like! -Matt
Heres Jabezs' armor set.
( Just in-case: World of Warcraft level 60 Mage Netherwind Set. This isn't my work, i don't take credit for it, and this isn't this sites doing, it's mine.)
ALSO: Sorry for the typos, im very tired and cant see well, i will edit it when i get home tommorow.
Age": Almost 29
Race": Human
Class/Occupation": Mage/(Rogue Mage, by Rogue I mean alone.)
Allignment": Chaotic Good
Personality": Jabez is all around, sometimes he's a little below Neutral, or above it- Depedending on whats in it for him. He will help you if you help him, but will run for cover it trouble comes knocking. Unless you knew him from his childhood, and supported him, hes as likely to to trust you as to pick you up and carry you around. Yeah- not going to happen, he likes when he gets a friend though, some are good friends, some he leeches off of. Just be weary when your around him, him may be an enemy and a friend off and on.
Appearance": Jabez is a medium sized 5'9 Human, with reddish-brown short, messy hair. His Netherwind armor set is blue, long, and very regal. Lined with enchanted linen, and arcane crystals, he wears it with pride- for he made it. He wears wide shoulderpads, with arcane pools emitting mist in them, like lights. And a tight cloth helmet, fastened with crystals around it. His cloth armor shines like a new sun on a dark night. It boosts his confidence and power.
Weapons": A long blue staff, with an essence of power- His Netherwind Bird staff, so he calls it. It has the skull of an unknown large bird on it, engulfed by arcane shaped bird wings, glistening with greatness, with draping pieces of sewn linen, with a large diamond on the end. And, above all, his top weapon. Jabezs arcane intellect is to be reckoned with. His Arcane rifts, explosions, and missiles, are of amazing power.
History": Jabez was born into a normal Human family, a normal kid, with normal dreams of one day serving his nation. He always saw glory in his future, him being a Heroic, and Daring Warrior- Protecting his people, his fellow neighbors. Jabezs' families past although, would not permit this path of destiny, for he was born in the line of Rancore's. Some of the well known Mages of the century, Battle Mages they were. All of Chaotic Good alignment, helping fight for the side of Light, and Honor. Some would say Jabez has fallen far from the tree- Still wanting to be a Knight, and fight in a Battle, he signed up Duty at the mere age of 18, wanting to fight for something that he couldn't do. He was a weak mage, very poor Arcane power, and even less knowledge of the History of Arcane power, and how to use it. He was never promoted, or assigned his own gaurd post. The apple had fallen very far from a tree, then rolled down a hill, then fell off a cliff- Jabez was enraged that his four years of service got him no promotions, no assigments, no regimes to fight with, no hero's to see. He deserted his Family Crest, Motto, and the Family itself. He abandoned the war machine he waited so eagrly so serve as a child, and became a Rogue Mage. The only thing that drove him to study was to prove everyone he ever knew wrong. To make everyone wish they had supported him. This is where he un-locked his family strength- Arcane Power. Now smart enough to know not to go evil, he stays to the vow he made long ago- Still a Mage doing all he can for a passed friend, but a long journey led him to that point. He has been training, studying, and proving people wrong since then. He had hit rock bottom around twenty three, desperate for food, water, anything he could get. He couldn't reach rock bottom, for he was way below it. He was stealing from children, women in heat, and men while they held their families tight. His anger at those that didn't belive him drove him to study, and to become great yes, but when he got tired of this, and was still weak he gave up, just quit. He still threatened people with the arcane power he didn't have to eat, drink, survive. He lived on what he called the "edge" the edge of living and dieing. He had slipped to the Evil side- doing whatever for himself, for he had nothing left to do. He couldn't go home, go back to the city he grew up in, go back to the people and be proved wrong, no he couldn't. It was a sunny day when Jabez was finally woken up from his self-denial, his self-pity, and of all his self-killing times. He travelling Mage by the name of Arona Whitefrea caught Jabez, on a sunny afternoon trying to steal her camping supplies while she helped some innocents- Jabez never found out why she was really away from her camp, maybe Jabezs father sent her, maybe she meant for Jabez to steal, who knows. Well, Jabez was caught by this she-mage- with a pot, and a sack of bread in his hands. He stared in awe at this beautiful woman in-front of him. He tried to con his way out of this jam, like he always tried. "Are these yours? For I caught a man trying to rob you of these items." His facial expression was lacking, he could never lie, his guilt was like a sword stabbing him in his gut. "Yes, I saw the man take my supplies- He looked alot like you, but im sure a Rancore would never steal to benefit himself, she said to him. He surrendered, without hesitation, he saw the power in her eyes. "Yes, but I am an erased Rancore, no longer a known being, an outcast." He sighed, who was this woman, had she known who he was by the look of his face, his eyes? "You should be arrested, for treason to your homeland, stealing from your brothers in arms- your people! But that is not the will your father, and 'tis not what you ancestors would want either. A Great Rancore, thrown in Jail.. The sight of it.. Ha!" Jabez was just then awestruck, what was happening, was this chapter of his life closing? "If you have yet to figure out what is happening, and by that puzzled look on your face, I see that you haven't. I have been sent to lift you up from whatever depth you have sunk, no matter how low this may be- 'tis my duty. I'm here to train you, from the best, of the arcane ways." Jabez dropped the items his old self, the greed, lustful self, once needed. "I-..I will train under you, milday, until all is learned." Jabez took a knee in-front of her, and just then became a neutral person of his nation, he was granted impunity from his minor crimes. He was twenty-two then, he journeyed with Arona, for five years, until he was 27.. Arona taught him all she knew, and trained him, and Jabez grew in heart, and in soul, and in wisdom. His powers surpassed Arona, for he was a Rancore. At the age of twenty-eight, his companion- Arona, had died of an illness : un-healabe. This was a broken day for Jabez, she was only the mere age of thirty-nine. He vowed to do anything he could to up-hold his family name, but he never returned home. He owned his own home, but was always out, delivering any justice he could, helping, fighting, and still above all training, this is Jabezs' life. He has now moved to The Southern Islands, to be surrounded by evil do-ers, do deliver more good, and spread word or his old trainer Lady Arona. Some say hee has gone mad for the light, he has been blinded into doing good, tricked. Jabez believed what Arona taught him, and still is doing his part to this day.
Race's Leader?": (No)
Other": Jabez has been working, since he left his old life of robbery, to acquire a new kind of armor- his own kind. He infused an arcane set of armor with arcane crystals, and forged a armor set he calls Netherwind. Which feeds his arcane hunger, but controls it at the same time. He has fashioned a mages' staff like no other- The Netherwind Bird- A long blue staff, with a skull of a bird, and arcane wings, brimming with power. This is Jabezs pride, his sign, everyone knows him by his arcanish armor.
Hope you like! -Matt
Heres Jabezs' armor set.
( Just in-case: World of Warcraft level 60 Mage Netherwind Set. This isn't my work, i don't take credit for it, and this isn't this sites doing, it's mine.)
ALSO: Sorry for the typos, im very tired and cant see well, i will edit it when i get home tommorow.
