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Post by reality on Jun 25, 2010 20:53:53 GMT
Cao Cao (MengDe) Age: 38 Gender: Male
Current Residence: Zhongyuan
Personality: Cao Cao the Cunning. A fitting title for a man who, through tact, has found fortune fall into his grasp throughout his life. Some think of such luck to be because he is overambitious- yet those closest to him think highly of him, and never doubt his motives. Perhaps it is that you must know a man to judge him? Mengde would rather not judge though, he wastes not time with fickle things. He simply sets goals and then accomplishes them, in this sense he is ambitious- but one with such talents to rise must naturally do so, no?
It is the right of a powerful man to use it, but only in a sense to help make other men just as powerful.
This is Cao Cao, the reality.
Appearance: Cao Cao is a very prominent man, with a firm and stern concentrated facial expressions. He does not lack maturity although he knows how to have fun. He carries the symbolic colours of Wei with him as always aswell as very rich and important robes to express his power and his wealth. His face is coated with a very well kept beard and mustache. His height is roughly average if not small.
Armour: Cao Cao will always be found wearing very strict, rich and important clothes however he ensures he is safe upon the battlefield wearing a rather strong plate armour beneath him and upon his shoulders, just to ensure assassinations or arrow injuries do not end his precious life. He is very keen on making his appearance envied and remembered. The armour is often concealed as much as possible beneath his robes unless he is parading his glory. Upon his head is a small head dress, removing any chance of a strong helmet to protect his head.
Weapon(s): Mengde carries no weapon, seeing its importance futile to his goals.
History:
Cao Cao was born in the tough city of Qiao, a small but strategically built place in 155. His father, Cao Song being a foster son of Cao Teng; one of the emperors favoured eunuchs. His life was a extraordinary one from the start. He grew up with Yuan Shao as a childhood friend, often being told off by his uncle for endulging in hunting and music. He quickly rose through the ranks from a young age, rising up to fight the Yellow Turbans and joining the alliance to fight against the tyrant Dong Zhuo. This ultimately leading to his uprising in power and ambition...
Additional Information Reputation: 35 Alignment: Negative Current Gold: 602
Troops: Unit 1: Xu Chang 100 Scout Calvary 350 Spearmen 450 Zhong Bowmen 500 Zhong Crossbowmen 1150 Zhong Calvary 350 Zhong Swordsmen 500 Zhong Daomen troops (Emperor’s Elite Guards)
Unit 2: Idle 500 Zhong Swordsmen 500 Zhong Calvary 1000 Zhong Crossbowmen 1000 Zhong Spearmen 1000 Zhong Bowmen
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Post by reality on Jun 26, 2010 18:55:45 GMT
Name: Xhai Xian Age: Unknown (24) Gender: male Style: cust Residence:Zhongyuan Personality:Something of a mute, Xhai chooses in most instances to observe to himself what his occurring around him, rather than dabble into the world around him. But he is not one to sit and fail to act when it is obviously needed- this almost giving him a hero like persona, though you'll only likely see it once. For he and his companion are the traveling sort. Also, it should be noted- Xhai has never smiled to his knowledge.. he does not even know how. Armour:A simple set of armour that covers the chest area and shoulders. He has a leather suit that runs down to his elbows and knees, providing some protection and yet room for his joints to move at the same time. Weapon(s):A single long, straight double edged blade. Though strong, the blade is quite simple with no real mark to call its own. It's colour is black. History:What is a man with nothing but skills and no past? Is that not a man who has no future? It's that feeling, once you take it to heart, once it is your day and night that separates you from those around you; it turns one into something of a walking ghost. The first thing he remembers is the soft fuzz and the slow drawl of what could only be described as a small rumbling. His eyes slowly, like that of a newborn, chanced themselves open, springing to life slowly as lids slowly rolled forth over two dark cast eyes. They were met immediately by two golden yellow eyes with slits like little thin devils. At that moment, those set of eyes were the only thing that was in the world to him- nothing else existed. But before he could focus, he heard two feint words, almost as if they were purred over, 'Xiao Xian.' He spoke it back, and his life was officially over. Before he'd been something, but he knew not a thing of it. What he did know was that he was good at a set of things, those things involving a clenched fist rather than an open one. And yet still, he knew not a note about himself. His life was a blank book up until the moment when he awoke, finding a cat staring him right in the eyes, whispering life back into his soul. The cat, which he later understood was to be called Anubis, would become something of a guide, drawing him across the lands with his black tail. They became something of a family, Anubis the father that Xhai would grow and learn from. This is their story. Additional InformationAnubisWith him always is the cat Anubis, who it is important to say, can usually be seen leading the way. He's a cat's cat. the world around him does not matter, less it directly affects his 'journey.' Journey I say because he is always on the move, as though there is a place he is traveling or perhaps seeking. Often he will stop though when he finds a small settlement, Xhai always stopping with him and finding a place for them to stay the night. An odd relationship, yes, but to them it is all that exists.
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