Post by kelson on Jan 30, 2011 23:38:25 GMT -5
Name: Karthage
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Height: 6ft
Weight:250 Pounds
Appearance: Curly red hair,Green eyes white skin,round big legs,long big arms,small neck,medium shoulder width
,dresses in light cloths and usually wears a yellow or red shirt,a forged sword is at his side marking him
seem rather menacing inapperance.
Birht place:Corsant.
Occupation:A handy man.He could make a house fix a swoop bike program a computer he just loves fixing things.
Rank: People who have used his services usually come back and recommend him to other people.
Bio: I was born on coursant 21 Years ago When my mother and father were visiting family there.It was also custom in our
Family that we gathered in one place when one of our kin had a baby.So after we got home from the hospital we stayed
For a while for moral and family support after about 2 months we all went home to our various planets we lived on.
my part of the family lived on Tattoine.After Several years of ups and downs when i turned 8 my father decided it
was time for me to help with the moisture farm and such.My father also felt i need to know how to fix thing the hard way
by the forge.Those were the good days with my dad.He taught me how to work on metal swoop bikes houses and what little
he knew of computers.at the age of 14 he also thought i should be taught how to fight tattoine isn't a forgiving place.
He left for a time to go learn computes and technology at coursant.He got in by helping and doing most work at the university
He learned all he could about technology.Program a computer fix one make one everything he cam back at 17.
He taught me how to use a sword and how to make repair it.Those were the more painful years as he was amazing with a sword.
He knew almost nothing about unarmed or or blasters.When i was 18 i was ready to leave but my parents were old and needed me so i stayed until when i was 19 the died of the unavoidable death. Old age.I Buried them then started my life
as a handy man if been doing it for 2 years and made a good solid reputaion.Hmmm i think that about sums up this journ
entry.*saves and switches off computer*
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 4
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 9
Ranged Weapons: 2
Alignment: +4
Personality: Kind not someone who'd pick a fight,calm mostly HATES leaving a job unfinished.A customer once asked him "You don't have to make something no one will see look good"he replied"Yes i do if i leave it like this it will make me feel bad and ill see it every day."He can be stubborn about things he knows tho.New ideas are welcome if they work.He cant stand people who think they have no place in life.
RP Sample:*Customer walks in* *he grunts* "you call this a SHOP" *sneers* *tries tp be calm* "Yes i do now if you
going to be like that theres a door there." I cant STANd people like him. *looks at Karthage*"and if i refuse you
Snot nosed PUNK!?" Not today...."Then this button calls the police."*man pulls out a sword* "Your DEAD punk"*draws his
own and hits the button.* *they fight for a few seconds and kelson disarmes him and manages to ram him and knock him
outside* *The police come and take him off*
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Height: 6ft
Weight:250 Pounds
Appearance: Curly red hair,Green eyes white skin,round big legs,long big arms,small neck,medium shoulder width
,dresses in light cloths and usually wears a yellow or red shirt,a forged sword is at his side marking him
seem rather menacing inapperance.
Birht place:Corsant.
Occupation:A handy man.He could make a house fix a swoop bike program a computer he just loves fixing things.
Rank: People who have used his services usually come back and recommend him to other people.
Bio: I was born on coursant 21 Years ago When my mother and father were visiting family there.It was also custom in our
Family that we gathered in one place when one of our kin had a baby.So after we got home from the hospital we stayed
For a while for moral and family support after about 2 months we all went home to our various planets we lived on.
my part of the family lived on Tattoine.After Several years of ups and downs when i turned 8 my father decided it
was time for me to help with the moisture farm and such.My father also felt i need to know how to fix thing the hard way
by the forge.Those were the good days with my dad.He taught me how to work on metal swoop bikes houses and what little
he knew of computers.at the age of 14 he also thought i should be taught how to fight tattoine isn't a forgiving place.
He left for a time to go learn computes and technology at coursant.He got in by helping and doing most work at the university
He learned all he could about technology.Program a computer fix one make one everything he cam back at 17.
He taught me how to use a sword and how to make repair it.Those were the more painful years as he was amazing with a sword.
He knew almost nothing about unarmed or or blasters.When i was 18 i was ready to leave but my parents were old and needed me so i stayed until when i was 19 the died of the unavoidable death. Old age.I Buried them then started my life
as a handy man if been doing it for 2 years and made a good solid reputaion.Hmmm i think that about sums up this journ
entry.*saves and switches off computer*
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 4
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 2
Melee Weapons: 9
Ranged Weapons: 2
Alignment: +4
Personality: Kind not someone who'd pick a fight,calm mostly HATES leaving a job unfinished.A customer once asked him "You don't have to make something no one will see look good"he replied"Yes i do if i leave it like this it will make me feel bad and ill see it every day."He can be stubborn about things he knows tho.New ideas are welcome if they work.He cant stand people who think they have no place in life.
RP Sample:*Customer walks in* *he grunts* "you call this a SHOP" *sneers* *tries tp be calm* "Yes i do now if you
going to be like that theres a door there." I cant STANd people like him. *looks at Karthage*"and if i refuse you
Snot nosed PUNK!?" Not today...."Then this button calls the police."*man pulls out a sword* "Your DEAD punk"*draws his
own and hits the button.* *they fight for a few seconds and kelson disarmes him and manages to ram him and knock him
outside* *The police come and take him off*
