Post by Falar on Apr 2, 2010 12:32:46 GMT -5
Bylgia
Faction: Dominion
Department: Morion Armed Forces
Rank: Commander (Equivalent of Commodore)
Name: Ghenis suis Ktambarr
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 174 lbs.
Birth place: Morion.
Appearance: Dull blue eyes under heavy lidded deeply set in a slightly angular face consisting of a strong, hooked nose, a broad forhead and a slightly lopsided mouth set just above a small chin that juts out just a little too much. Thick brown hair sits atop his egg shaped head, that, when looked at closely is slightly on the light side. Looked at from a distance, the thickness of his brown hair causes it to look like a deeply dark brown.
His head sits atop a thick neck between thick, broad shoulders, on a theck set chest. His arms are naturally thickly muscled, but are nearly as equally toned. His Abbs are hard and rolling from years of hard work. His thick legs are of medium length, with a light coat of hair covering them.
Over his thickly muscled body, Ghenis wears loose fitting clothes that normally follow the color scheme of 'grey on blue' His family colors.
Most days the clothes he wears would consist of a shirt with long sleeves that have several red bands between his elbows and wrists, a black robe like cape, pants with few, deep pockets, and a mockasin like pair of shoes with hard bottoms, and a thin grey belt, holding his pants up, and a white pair of gloves.
Personality: When in the presence of a woman, Ghenis is a gentleman, though his curiousity has been known to get him in ungentlemanly trouble. When out of the presence of a woman, Ghenis maintains a 'gentlemans respect', and can often times be remarcably calm while systematically angering those around him, and is often surprised when others yell or express their anger at him.
In a fight, Ghenis doesn't care how it ends, so long as he and those he associates don't meet with fatal consequences, but that doesn't mean he wont put up as good a fight as he can.
Curious, possibly to a fault, Ghenis doesn't have much of a fear of listening to people and often initiates searches for information that could perplex most. Though he is young, his role in authority and his curiousity, and exposure to so much knowledge, has caused Ghenis to mentally mature faster than most.
Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 5
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 5
Alignment: 0
Ship Name: upcoming
Bio: Born to a wealthy, highly respected, and upstanding family name Ghenis was the third child out of nearly a dozen. His Father, Mortnan Ktambar, was still a young, middle aged man when Ghenis was born and had a long life ahead of him. It was a very happy life all around for Mortnan. Mullim Ktambar was nearly a decade older than her husband, but loved him none the less and had a certain ease with birthing that other women envied.
Ghenis knew nothing but happiness for the first few years of his life. At the age of three, Ghenis was exposed to a whole new world. School. This time in his life is when his curiousity bloomed. The instructors were nearly always complimenting on his good behavior and ability to take in so much.
As he grew older, his curiousity grew with him. It was like an insatiable hunger that he couldn't satisfy. Some time between the age of ten and thirteen, he discovered experimentation. By fourteen he was done with and had moved onto other things.
He knew nothing but curiousity, it was his world. He met a reqruiting officer that piqued his curiousity. His curiousity nearly drove him insane before he made the decision to join the armed forces at the age of 17.
The 'Morion Armed Forces' was a special branch of military that was limited to a near total officer corps. The Armed Forces personnel would normally get the command slots faster than any of the other branchs and were considered to be personnel of all the armed forced, and yet were of none of them.
Joining the MAF, Ghenis enrolled in the MAF's academy, where he would spend the next four years soaking in all knowledge he could while training.
Training proved to be something of a challenge for Ghenis at first, which he made a point to meet and exceed. His curiousity led him to try different training techniques and to join physical fitness programs, where he trained himself rigorously.
His curiousity for training sated for the time being, Ghenis took up martial arts and fire arm training. The drive of his curiousity drove him to advanced Martial arts training, but not much further. Fire arm training resulted in above average ratings, but nothing to really write home about.
This gave Ghenis the most exopsure to all things Military. He wasn't the most skilled, not the top placed cadet out of the academy, but he wasn't the worst either.
Ghenis experienced the 'trainees cycle' which placed him on the ground as a soldier, then in the air as part of the air force, on the sea as part of the wet navy, then finally, at the age of twenty, in space, where the real naval powers were.
The Morion Armed Forces demand special attention from all military branches, any Morion Armed Forces Officer within the Trainees cycle gets an accelerated training, just under two thirds the length of the normal military training requirments.
Space is where Ghenis fit in most, he held something similar to space, he didn't care.
Though he didn't struggle in any of the military branchs he had moved up the ladder slowly, though surely. In the Morion Space navy, a small entity, he had moved up the ladder slightly faster than the average Spacer. His current Rank is that of Commander.
RP Sample:
Ghenis smiled easily as he stepped into the ball room. It was an old tradition, but one the Aristocrats held firmly to, as did much of the Morion population. There was no anouncement for him. He had been in and out of the ball room several times this night already and the first time some one is anounced at any ball is the only time they get anounced. Which was just fine with Ghenis.
Stepping into the swirling crowd of finely dressed ball dancers, he swirled and twisted his way through the crowd, aimlessly roaming. When he was at a ball he couldn't stay in one place or conversation at any one time, he had to keep moving, or find a suitable dance partner.
His smile easily remained on his face as he let his brief dance partner twirl back out of sight as he reached the edge of the crowd. He had found his way to the food table. He chose a glass from the table and sipped at it's contents, watered down wine. Its tart sweatness was refreshing as he quickly swished it around in his mouth before swallowing. The smooth liquid ran down his throat, leaving a faint heat behind.
His smile grew a bit lopsided at the contented feeling the wine he was drinking gave him. Hearing a slight noice he turned his head slightly, another man was picking up a glass as well. The man was taller and thinner than most Morion humans, dressed in a slightly different fasion, marking him as an offworlder.
"Easy there friend. It may be watered down but our wines still pack a punch." Ghenis warned lightly. The man looked at him, the glass just at his lips. He smiled and nodded and took a sip instead of his original drink. His face smoothed over slightly as he tasted the wine, his lips forming a more natural smile. Then he swallowed.
The man's face went from his original pale white to a bright red in just four seconds. He quickly set his cup back on the table and turned from it to caugh into the crook of his elbow. It was a strong, hard caugh. Ghenis finished his wine in with a quick swig, set his empty glass on the table and grabbed the man's shoulder lightly.
"Breathe friend, caughing just makes it worse just breathe deeply and find yourself something to take the cool off." He patted the man's shoulder lightly before turning back to the crowd, pushing down the urge to laugh at the poor man.
He did warn him.
Faction: Dominion
Department: Morion Armed Forces
Rank: Commander (Equivalent of Commodore)
Name: Ghenis suis Ktambarr
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 174 lbs.
Birth place: Morion.
Appearance: Dull blue eyes under heavy lidded deeply set in a slightly angular face consisting of a strong, hooked nose, a broad forhead and a slightly lopsided mouth set just above a small chin that juts out just a little too much. Thick brown hair sits atop his egg shaped head, that, when looked at closely is slightly on the light side. Looked at from a distance, the thickness of his brown hair causes it to look like a deeply dark brown.
His head sits atop a thick neck between thick, broad shoulders, on a theck set chest. His arms are naturally thickly muscled, but are nearly as equally toned. His Abbs are hard and rolling from years of hard work. His thick legs are of medium length, with a light coat of hair covering them.
Over his thickly muscled body, Ghenis wears loose fitting clothes that normally follow the color scheme of 'grey on blue' His family colors.
Most days the clothes he wears would consist of a shirt with long sleeves that have several red bands between his elbows and wrists, a black robe like cape, pants with few, deep pockets, and a mockasin like pair of shoes with hard bottoms, and a thin grey belt, holding his pants up, and a white pair of gloves.
Personality: When in the presence of a woman, Ghenis is a gentleman, though his curiousity has been known to get him in ungentlemanly trouble. When out of the presence of a woman, Ghenis maintains a 'gentlemans respect', and can often times be remarcably calm while systematically angering those around him, and is often surprised when others yell or express their anger at him.
In a fight, Ghenis doesn't care how it ends, so long as he and those he associates don't meet with fatal consequences, but that doesn't mean he wont put up as good a fight as he can.
Curious, possibly to a fault, Ghenis doesn't have much of a fear of listening to people and often initiates searches for information that could perplex most. Though he is young, his role in authority and his curiousity, and exposure to so much knowledge, has caused Ghenis to mentally mature faster than most.
Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 7
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 5
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 5
Alignment: 0
Ship Name: upcoming
Bio: Born to a wealthy, highly respected, and upstanding family name Ghenis was the third child out of nearly a dozen. His Father, Mortnan Ktambar, was still a young, middle aged man when Ghenis was born and had a long life ahead of him. It was a very happy life all around for Mortnan. Mullim Ktambar was nearly a decade older than her husband, but loved him none the less and had a certain ease with birthing that other women envied.
Ghenis knew nothing but happiness for the first few years of his life. At the age of three, Ghenis was exposed to a whole new world. School. This time in his life is when his curiousity bloomed. The instructors were nearly always complimenting on his good behavior and ability to take in so much.
As he grew older, his curiousity grew with him. It was like an insatiable hunger that he couldn't satisfy. Some time between the age of ten and thirteen, he discovered experimentation. By fourteen he was done with and had moved onto other things.
He knew nothing but curiousity, it was his world. He met a reqruiting officer that piqued his curiousity. His curiousity nearly drove him insane before he made the decision to join the armed forces at the age of 17.
The 'Morion Armed Forces' was a special branch of military that was limited to a near total officer corps. The Armed Forces personnel would normally get the command slots faster than any of the other branchs and were considered to be personnel of all the armed forced, and yet were of none of them.
Joining the MAF, Ghenis enrolled in the MAF's academy, where he would spend the next four years soaking in all knowledge he could while training.
Training proved to be something of a challenge for Ghenis at first, which he made a point to meet and exceed. His curiousity led him to try different training techniques and to join physical fitness programs, where he trained himself rigorously.
His curiousity for training sated for the time being, Ghenis took up martial arts and fire arm training. The drive of his curiousity drove him to advanced Martial arts training, but not much further. Fire arm training resulted in above average ratings, but nothing to really write home about.
This gave Ghenis the most exopsure to all things Military. He wasn't the most skilled, not the top placed cadet out of the academy, but he wasn't the worst either.
Ghenis experienced the 'trainees cycle' which placed him on the ground as a soldier, then in the air as part of the air force, on the sea as part of the wet navy, then finally, at the age of twenty, in space, where the real naval powers were.
The Morion Armed Forces demand special attention from all military branches, any Morion Armed Forces Officer within the Trainees cycle gets an accelerated training, just under two thirds the length of the normal military training requirments.
Space is where Ghenis fit in most, he held something similar to space, he didn't care.
Though he didn't struggle in any of the military branchs he had moved up the ladder slowly, though surely. In the Morion Space navy, a small entity, he had moved up the ladder slightly faster than the average Spacer. His current Rank is that of Commander.
RP Sample:
Ghenis smiled easily as he stepped into the ball room. It was an old tradition, but one the Aristocrats held firmly to, as did much of the Morion population. There was no anouncement for him. He had been in and out of the ball room several times this night already and the first time some one is anounced at any ball is the only time they get anounced. Which was just fine with Ghenis.
Stepping into the swirling crowd of finely dressed ball dancers, he swirled and twisted his way through the crowd, aimlessly roaming. When he was at a ball he couldn't stay in one place or conversation at any one time, he had to keep moving, or find a suitable dance partner.
His smile easily remained on his face as he let his brief dance partner twirl back out of sight as he reached the edge of the crowd. He had found his way to the food table. He chose a glass from the table and sipped at it's contents, watered down wine. Its tart sweatness was refreshing as he quickly swished it around in his mouth before swallowing. The smooth liquid ran down his throat, leaving a faint heat behind.
His smile grew a bit lopsided at the contented feeling the wine he was drinking gave him. Hearing a slight noice he turned his head slightly, another man was picking up a glass as well. The man was taller and thinner than most Morion humans, dressed in a slightly different fasion, marking him as an offworlder.
"Easy there friend. It may be watered down but our wines still pack a punch." Ghenis warned lightly. The man looked at him, the glass just at his lips. He smiled and nodded and took a sip instead of his original drink. His face smoothed over slightly as he tasted the wine, his lips forming a more natural smile. Then he swallowed.
The man's face went from his original pale white to a bright red in just four seconds. He quickly set his cup back on the table and turned from it to caugh into the crook of his elbow. It was a strong, hard caugh. Ghenis finished his wine in with a quick swig, set his empty glass on the table and grabbed the man's shoulder lightly.
"Breathe friend, caughing just makes it worse just breathe deeply and find yourself something to take the cool off." He patted the man's shoulder lightly before turning back to the crowd, pushing down the urge to laugh at the poor man.
He did warn him.
