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Thread: Monks Monking Monks Character sheets/profiles

Name Brother Nerrik Stage Name EL HERMANO NERRIK! Age 27 Description A well muscled man, living for God and Lucha. He wears his mask 247. The mask is green with black stripes in a camo like pattern Bio When Nerrik was a small child he was orphaned. Thankfully he was taken in by a monk in a monastery nearby. While life was good for Nerrik, he wasn't quite cut out for traditional monkhood. It dawned on him one day what he was meant to do, when he was watching a traveling Lucha show. He would become a Luchador for God. aimsgoals Protect the treasures that the monastary guards and become the best luchador for the honor of the monastary. Also help fund the monastery by teaching Lucha to all who seek training.
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Name Zato Age 70 Description Old and gray haired, with a short beard. His eyes are a milky white from his blindness, and he wears an older set of monk robes. Bio Zato is one of the older members, and a fountain of wisdom- when he's not enjoying the temple spirits. He's the head brewer at the temple, making all manner of liquors. He's also been blind since birth, but can move around well with a cane. His cane also contains a hidden sword blade, which he has become an expert with. aimsgoals Enlightenment via alcohol.
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Name Brother AL Age 34 Description 5' 6, tan skin, bald, intimidating armor Bio Brother AL was born into his order. From an early age he showed great promise. He swiftly learned their arts fighting hand to hand whilst armored. He has come to the temple to better study the taint of these artifacts and hopefully learn how to more fully protect the purity of this world. AimsGoals Protect all that is pure One day become a teacher himself
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Name Brother Greg Age 63 Description 5'3, old, bald, small, and wrinkly. He wears a simple monk's robes. As the head gardener, Greg tends to the gardens which dot the temple. Although usually amicable enough, he's prone to bouts of rage should anyone damage his violets. Many an apprentice has felt the sting of his wooden rake, with which he's developed a unique fighting style.
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Name Mary Age 13 Description a young girl with fair hair and blue eyes. Bio Mary came under the care of the temple and it's monks after being abandoned there as an infant, she has grown up under their tutelage and helps around the place in any way she can. aimsgoals Mary want's to find out about the world outside the temple, although not necessarily abandon everything she's known thus far, a curious girl fond of bees and flowers.
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Name Nikolaos Nickname Switch-Nik Age 22 Description Nikolaos is a man that stands at a proud 6'2, has hip length black hair and milky white eyes due to blindness. he also has a goatee. he is also seen wearing a blindfold most of the time. Bio Like his Uncle, Zato, he was born blind and has found ways to manage that slight handicap. However, he is also training to become not only a monk but a reaper as well. He has come to the temple to not only train, but to finally confront his uncle for abandoning his family. Thought I might add a little side drama. aimsgoals To become a successful Reaper. Reapers are like knights only with Scythes instead of swords.
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Name Brother Vernasus. Age 38 HeightWeight 6'5 and 220lbs Hair Shaved head. Bio Brother Vernasus was left at the doorsteps of the temple as a small child and knows nothing of life outside it's walls. He has found his calling at the Forbidden Temple as a simple beekeeper. He lives to protect the hive.
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Name Leonard Age 36 Description Wracked with disease and ailments, from a broken, unhealed knee, to Consumption, Leonard is a decaying husk of a man. Antisocial in part due to his poor state of health, he is none the less a kind person who will hobble to his post before the sun rises, and is almost always the last person on watch. He takes his role as guardian of the Monastary with the utmost severity, and spends most of his free-time in prayer, or fitful sleep. Whatever is in his past is bad enough that sleep is fleeting, and without good rest he cannot fight off even the most basic of diseases, and it takes all of the Monks healing medicines to keep him from simply falling apart like a dried out mummy. Leonard has a fully bandaged face treated with herbs and medicines that keep him from spreading his fetid sicknesses. Because of the constant, intensive care he receives, he is well versed in medicine, and can do basic first aid, no matter how primitive or ad-hoc it is. Leonard is almost always bare-chested, his scars and tattoos of a distant life of military service on display, although his humble and stand-offish attitude make them anything but proud. He favors a Broadsword and Kite shield, and is just as dangerous with the shield as he is with a blade. Bio He really, really does not talk about it, and those who have been with the Temple longer than he are sworn to silence regarding his past. He goes to great lengths to keep it as such as well, deflecting and becoming agitated when the subject is broached. What little is known, is that there is a great deal of shame, and he seeks spiritual enlightenment as a means to atone. aimsgoals Protecting the Temple and Mary at all costs, up to and including his own life and those of his fellow Guardians.
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Father Seamus Age 86 Height 6' 1'' Gray hair, dull blue eyes, wears all white, carries a big walking stick Father Seamus was out in the world doing the good work when the bridge broke, now that its repaired he finally returns. In his old age he is slow to anger and slow to act but is still as sharp as ever, possible more so as his years have taught him many things. A long time ago when he was just a wee lad he had a girl, who was taken by slavers, he hunted after them and when he found them unspeakable things had happened to her. He held her as she died in his arms. As she drew her last breath he swore a vow to fight such evil where ever it lay. Since then he has not rested nor grown weary as the image of what happened to his love drives him ever forward. But at the same time he struggles with the hate in his own heart searching for peace within, he has yet to find it, he may never find it but with each toll he takes apoun him self is one less for others. He now returns to the Temple to train the young-ens and reaffirm himself before he sets out again. Forgot to mention is Dead and a Ghost some times he is in-phase some times he is not, He is also unaware of this. If the ghost part does not fit I will drop it just let me know. I just though playing a ghost priest coming to terms with his condition would be differentfun.
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Name Arngeirr Age 31 Description Arngeirr is a mountain of a man, around seven feet tall. He is thick muscled, but despite his bulk is an agile and dexterous fighter. Bio Arngeirr s family was once entrusted with the scared duty of gurading a priceless relic of a bygone era. Arngeirr was very young when the relic was lost, and grew up in the wake f his familys excommunication. Despite their hard lives, his parents did their best to raise him right, and instilled in their son a strong sense of right and wrong. They taught him to always seek out justice, and to be a right and honorable man. He trains diligently, honing his great physical strength and quick reflexes, so that he may fight injustice wherever it be found. aimsgoals Arngeirr has taken it upon himself to find the ancient relic and restore the honor of his family. He has recently heard a rumor that the Temple of Buzzia collects and protects dangerous artifacts, and has decided to travel there to try and learn something of the relics history.
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Name Jacob Age specifics unknown, physically around late 20s to early 30 A man that perpetually wears a formal dress suit and carries an air of civility, Jacob is well adapted into his role as a wandering butler. He carries various butler paraphernalia, most of which is contained in an enchanted Holding Pocket he keeps on his person. He prefers to defer to the orders of those that seems to be the master of the house, and is more than willing to take assist those in need. A note-worthy item on his person is a small, battered pewter bell with a worn wooden handle. A not attached to it says of a Little Mary that he must seek and protect, a fact that he does not know the reason of, seeing as most of his memories prior his career as a wandering butler is oddly missing. Jacob takes this in stride, more concerned with serving others than of himself, though he seems to slip into bouts of paranoia and rage when his missing memories are triggered.
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Name Korsarro Age 35 Description Despite his age Korsarro appears to be no older than 13 at the very oldest. He wears the skin of a group of ducks upon himself, which had been thoughtfully provided by the local groundskeeper. He has fashioned them into boots, loincloth and a long belt-like strip that he wears across his chest diagonally. He often removes this belt to whip it in the faces of those who will not serve him his delicious alcohol. He is the only tanner in the Temple of The Great Falls and takes great pride in his niche there. Due to... certain tendencies to be slightly overzealous when in posession of blades and meat at the same time, his small body is covered in various gruesome scars, some gouging, others mere scratches that didn't quite heal. They are all plainly visible due to his chosen clothing style. Much to the dismay of most everyone who sees him. Aimgoals To skin a mighty demon and create the worlds first demon-flesh decorative tea-cosy set. For now he is happy to serve in the Temple skinning the various killed animals of the janitor to hide the slaughter from Mary.
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Name Sister Bertrille Layname is Malcom Haraldson Age 172. Born Again Christian, so about 4 if you use her membership card. HeightWeight Several feet off the groundCan't stay on a scale Hair Can't tell under his cornette Aims To drop fire and brimstone on the unbeliever as if Persian carpetbombing them. Flyers and candy is dropped on the believers. He also works hard at quilting bees, white elephant sales, bake sales, and has the most delicious strudel! Not to mention the choir practice, though it takes a bit of whipping with the ruler to get the class to work as they should. She will pretect them from others, of course, especially when out carolling to the savage heatens in the dead of winter. A bit of nun jitsu is more than sufficient for those times he is on the ground and out of ammunition. Not that she wouldn't be willing to use his rosary beads for spare ammo, but she prefers to garrot his enemies. Recently he has lost her pilot license and must now find other ways to travel and has has to pole vault across mountains using the Ruyi Jingu Bang borrowed from Sun Wukong on those times that he hasn't been able to hitch a ride with Joseph of Cupertino or Nikolaos of Myra. He is looking for the Temple of the Great Falls, where he should be has his levitation license renewed by a siddha or yogi.
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Name Devlin Blake Age 37 Description An Apothacary who has seen more than what he wanted out of this world Aims just wants to find a quiet place to retire
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Here's my derp e.e' Name Alyssa di Marionne Age 27 Description Athletic but worn down, her sun tanned skin has numerous scars from old injuries. Alyssa's hair is a dirty blonde short cut to fit in a helm and avoid any nasty hair pulling. Standing at five feet and four inches she doesn't radiate an intimidating presence outside of her battered armor. Typically favors heavy leather over softer clothing when the weather permits. Bio Born into an upper middle class family, Alyssa was able to continue the martial tradition of the Marionne family line. In her duty as a knight a chance encounter with a potent artifact known as the Canticles of Forty-Five Martyrs left the majority of the unit she was in dead. The survivors recovered the Canticles from the deluded cult and brought it to Impiro who was the Magistrate. Impiro made a declaration that he was keeping the artifact. He claimed with the position of his influence and the assembled resources he had taken time to gather he could shift the balance of power in the oligarchy. He claimed they had seen the strength of the Canticles and made an elaborate and wordy speech to convince them that it was in their best interests to assist him rather than squander their hard won lives. Seven out of the eleven who survived the battle agreed with him. Alyssa and three others didn't, unwilling to waste the element of surprise she proceeded to split open Impiro's neck with her longsword before he could utter any words of power or conjure a daemonic entity to his service. She retrieved the artifact and with the other three providing a doomed rear guard, fled the city. With the surviving turn coats giving out their version of what had transpired there she later learned Alyssa di Marionne had been stripped of her knighthood and any claims of estate from the Marionne family. She also disturbingly learned Impiro had miraculously recovered from his grievous injury. Alone and directionless but with a clear goal, she eventually heard of and was directed to the monastery to deliver the Canticles to people she trusted. After wards she signed up with a band of relic hunters, using her upper class education to work as the group's junior apothecary under the Surgeon Arnulf. AimsGoals JUSTICCCCCE cough Make certain Impiro dies a second time in a more permanent fashion Make certain the last two surviving traitors are pushing up daisies before her Do something decent for the world by helping the Monastery Help out the Marionne family recover from the black smudge of her record Invent oscillating blades
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NameHassan al-Muqtadir Age 35 Description Hassan is an Arabic man of average build, with dark skin and silver teeth that dot a broad, omnipresent smile that seems more manic then genuine he wears dusty robes. Affixed always to his head is a white turban, and on top of that is a fez. Image of Hassan in his natural habitat Bio Straight outta Baghdad! Hassan, known by his friends you've never met 'em as CRAZY Hassan, is reportedly the single most prolific trader of camels and camel accessories from the Mediterranean to the Red Sea. Developing an infamous reputation as a legendary trader of hoofed mammals, he travels the world in search of fresh markets, some less conventional then others. As his eyes gaze upon the walls of the Teigee Temple, he cracks a leathery smile at the prospect of whatever sales he could procure within. aimsgoals Sell sell sell! New camels old camels slightly dead camels one-humped camels! You seek it, Hassan has it, and if he doesn't he'll have it within 30 minutes or your money back! Hassan's ultimate goals are utterly eldritch and unknown to the common customer has he seen the face of Allah and gone insane? Is he an outsider from another dimension? Did he stay in the Arabian sun too long? No one knows but Hassan, and he ain't tellin'
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Name 'Swiftbeak' Age 28 HeightWeight 4'8 at shoulder length is 8'10, wingspan approx. 20 feet from tip-to-tip when fully extended and laid flat. Hair or more accurately, furfeathers Chestnut brown feathers with sandy brown fur. Description This strange chimera is a hybrid of eagle and lion taloned forelimbs, feathered chest and head with a sharp, hooked beak, wings of tremendous size, and leonine hindquarters. Much of his body is hidden beneath the bulky coat of his feathers, but his rear half bears the wirey muscle one would expect of a big cat, and when he moves on the ground it is typically with a plodding and deliberate gait indicatve of great strength, but at a pace well at odds with his agile, speedy flight. His beak is a faded grey color and his talons long, hooked and black not being a natural creature it is hard to determine much from his appearance alone, as there is no contemporary to compare him to, but a lack of wounds and scars indicates this creature has not seen much combat. A tattered leather strap is wound around its mid-section, keeping a small satchel tucked securely beneath his right wing the assembly is tight-fitting but haggered, clearly taken from something else rather than made specifically for this purpose, and the satchel itself is branded with a knightly symbol. Bio It calls itself 'Swiftbeak', and when questioned on this will only say it's as fitting a name as any. It has rarely been seen, let alone spoken to, until recently, as a series of outposts leading to the Temple have seen its wings cast their shadow overhead. Strangely, it has made a point to fly over each of those outposts in turn, almost as if using them as a guide this must surely be coincidence, for otherwise it would indicate some knowledge of the Guard. It may be furtive, or simply not have had opportunity to expound on its history certainly, few would be willing to sit down and talk with such a creature. Its like has not been seen before its existance is unnatural, that much is certain, and for it to come to the Temple would surely be suicide for anything of demonic intent. What past it has will likely have to be taken straight from the gryphon's beak there is no hearsay or record of its life to go upon, and it has only now set off for the Temple of the Great Falls. Just realized there was another thread for this, and it looks like this one is more recent I'll post this here to avoid confusion!
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Name Kira age 28 Race Female human Weight 120lbs Height 5'5 eyes Hazel Green Hair Blonde Wears A tradtional white ninja outfit and always wear a ninja mask over her face to hide her true beauty frm other guys. Bio Kira grew up in a small ninja village and her abities are Healing wounds and injuires that any gets in battle from fighting against other ninjas or monsters. Her father is a Sensei and he sent her to this temple to figure things out about her life. Weapon Two battle fans that her mother passed down to her before she died about a year ago.
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Name Sister Vanessa brown Age30 Looks Bio She knows from the stares the others give her that they do not fully trust her for she wont give them her full past. Her family was killed due to the fact she had an uncle who sold his soul to the devil and he was the one who wanted her as a bride and killing her family. she killed him before he could force her into marry him and took off not too long after that. she does not tell people how her family died just that she found them that way. She lives in the temple as the cook for she knows how to cook just about anything . She also has a habit of singing while she cooks.
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Name Urist Tharama Age 24 Description HeightWeight Notably TallSomewhat Heavy Urist is a rather heavy-set fellow, with much brawn and little brain. He wears a set of dented and slightly rusted chainmail supplemented with strips of leather and padded cloth where it's been damaged, and wields a massive axe, like that of executioner, its edge circled with pulsing runes of power. He's a rather loud fellow, too, and boasts of his great skill in battle, but he can't name any fights he's won recently, strangely enough... Bio When he was but a boy, Urist still had his considerable strength, and was the muscle of an orphan thief-gang, having no talent at stealing on his own. This changed one day when a merchant company, looking for guards, noticed his strength and hired him there. He spent several years guarding caravans along the roads of the land. This, too, changed one day, when he saw a most curious axe being transported by his hirer, and so he took it on a whim and fled into the night. Now he wanders the land, searching for his fortune, wherever it may hide. aimsgoals Wealth, Fame, and all that.
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Ren hadn't thought much of being a royal at the beginning of his life. Confined to the central palace with constant supervision.. What kind of hellish existence was that? But, with time and maturity, he could cast eyes on the true nature of his blood. Independence was within grasp all year, with the exceptions of a few scattered conferences that required his presence. This lifestyle was well worth the burden of the occasional sending-off to some foreign territory where strange, inhuman figures hid in hollowed trees and only the darkest of alleyways. Whether or not they were enemies was unknown, and would remain unknown. The King, his father, refused to send any royalty to scout those select areas out of fear that he would lose power. No, he wasn't scared of losing family... at least, not for the reasons one should fear it. He was petrified of the kingdom believing that he couldn't protect the few people he was meant to protect beyond all the rest. Politics was perception. Yes, politically-obsessed relatives aside, he enjoyed life here... Northern Wolken sated his desire for the cold more than any other location in the kingdom could. And, at the rare chance he might be pressed to warmth, his own modest but private palace offered all the luxuries he could think to ask for. His limbs were sprawled across the arms of his favorite chair as he considered what he might do for the day... He had happily delegated many of his tasks as a royal to hand-selected and mostly trusted men beneath him. His knight escort, consisting of four armor-clad soldiers, stood stiff and silent around him. No, they could not be persuaded to leave. Not unless he was in trusted company. The King's cowardice was to blame, yet again. Ren pushed his teeth to his lower lip, pulling a tendril of his short, black hair from his view before he stood. He was restless. He needed more. As if fate itself, a messenger came bustling through the massive double doors, bowing on the ground at his feet and telling him most pleasant news of his brother's anticipated return, which was to happen within the week.