Post by Jacob Roberts on Dec 23, 2006 15:20:12 GMT -5
Name:Jacob Roberts
Age: 15
Species: Son of Adam
Alliance: Good
Description: He has dirty blonde hair with blue eyes. He has a good muscular build for a young lad of the age of 15. He ususualy wears scrubby clothes when not in the presence of royalty but when he is around the Kings or Queens he wears a red velvet shirt with black pants.
Personality: Jacob is very friendly and loves to hang out with his friends. He is pretty easy to get along with esppecialy if you have a high rank in the army seeing as he wants to become a member of Galen's fleet. He can be a little touchy when you talk to him about his past unless you are a close friend.
History: Jacob grew up in a very disfuncional family. His father hated him and his mother and had left them by the time he was about 6. Jacob grew up in Berlin and had always wanted to be in the army. His mother soon became a part of the resistance when WW2 came around. He was sent away when the war had started and soon after found out from a family friend that the people his mother was working with had been caught and killed along with her. He became very depressed and never left the safety of the small room he had been staying in away in America with his aunt.
About a year after his mother's death he finally decided to leave the room and run an errand to the near by market for his aunt. As he walked he couls ence that the war was still going on seeing that there were woman crying from the loss of there longly loved husbands. Just as he recahed the market he saw a small white cat on the side. He looked down at it and saw it meow and then run off. Curious as to what the cat was meowing about he wondered off to find the cat. He only found a large tree with a beautiful carving of a castle carved into the trunk. He barely tapped it and was sucked into the land that is Narnia. He is now a stable hand but still dreams of being in a royal army some day.
Sample Post: Jacob walked out of the small stall where one of the generals horses were and plopped down onto the large stack of hay. It was comfy and he was tired. People had been searching for the four rulers who had left about three weeks ago and they were never seen since then. Search partys were going out everyday and sometimes didn't ened for days. Today seemed like a busy day since all the people decided to come home at the same time. The horse in the stall stomped his hoof and made a winney noise. Jacob chuckled slightly. "Ya, I'm tired to." he said as he closed his eyes and slowly dosed off.
If possible, a picture:
Age: 15
Species: Son of Adam
Alliance: Good
Description: He has dirty blonde hair with blue eyes. He has a good muscular build for a young lad of the age of 15. He ususualy wears scrubby clothes when not in the presence of royalty but when he is around the Kings or Queens he wears a red velvet shirt with black pants.
Personality: Jacob is very friendly and loves to hang out with his friends. He is pretty easy to get along with esppecialy if you have a high rank in the army seeing as he wants to become a member of Galen's fleet. He can be a little touchy when you talk to him about his past unless you are a close friend.
History: Jacob grew up in a very disfuncional family. His father hated him and his mother and had left them by the time he was about 6. Jacob grew up in Berlin and had always wanted to be in the army. His mother soon became a part of the resistance when WW2 came around. He was sent away when the war had started and soon after found out from a family friend that the people his mother was working with had been caught and killed along with her. He became very depressed and never left the safety of the small room he had been staying in away in America with his aunt.
About a year after his mother's death he finally decided to leave the room and run an errand to the near by market for his aunt. As he walked he couls ence that the war was still going on seeing that there were woman crying from the loss of there longly loved husbands. Just as he recahed the market he saw a small white cat on the side. He looked down at it and saw it meow and then run off. Curious as to what the cat was meowing about he wondered off to find the cat. He only found a large tree with a beautiful carving of a castle carved into the trunk. He barely tapped it and was sucked into the land that is Narnia. He is now a stable hand but still dreams of being in a royal army some day.
Sample Post: Jacob walked out of the small stall where one of the generals horses were and plopped down onto the large stack of hay. It was comfy and he was tired. People had been searching for the four rulers who had left about three weeks ago and they were never seen since then. Search partys were going out everyday and sometimes didn't ened for days. Today seemed like a busy day since all the people decided to come home at the same time. The horse in the stall stomped his hoof and made a winney noise. Jacob chuckled slightly. "Ya, I'm tired to." he said as he closed his eyes and slowly dosed off.
If possible, a picture: