Post by Radik on Apr 4, 2007 23:12:58 GMT -5
Name: Radik Swiftrunner
Race: Kokiri
Age: Looks 12 but lost count around 53
Height: 4'10
Weight: 55 lbs.
Eye color, Type: Deep Blue
Hair color, Style: Black, spikey and sweptback. It is always pointed up and stays up even when doused in water these dark locks are lustrous and smooth.
Nationality: Hyrule
Description: Short, lean, and knobby. All respectable appearance of an active child. Weathered hands and knees tell many stories of trees climbed and holes crawled though, his clothing would tell the same stories if they weren't already a very deep green as if cast in
perpetual shade, his boots are tall reaching close to his knee excellent for mucking around in bogs and soggy ground.
Personality: Fantastic friend and acquaintance. The dark features on top of this child give way to boundless energy and joy, he boast of his strengths as if he had no flaws, and loves a good tale he hasn't heard. Running, jumping, climbing trees, shooting his
slingshot while hes up there, are the bread and butter of every day, hes never punched a day in his life being fast enough to out run the occasional wolf in the forest. He likes to watch and sometimes unnerves other kokiri by how long he will sit In a tree, he has
many outward tendencies that reinforce the xenophobic assumption about him, but the other kokiri know better and play with him all the same, despite his occasional chauvinistic tendencies.
Weapon: Slingshot (normal)
Shield: None
Sub-Weapon: Grappling Hook (draped around chest like a sash and buckle)
Inventory:
Boomerang
Grip Ring
Deku Nut
Skills: A very physical child, running is his strongest suit not only in sprint but endurance as well, its 2nd to none and by none i mean bipeds, his wit and aim fair well amongst others, his strength adequate enough for a child of his stature, but as with all children his physical blows are lacking. Hes not well read but does not fear asking others for help or information. He wont sit still long enough to learn magic but always has a use for magic items.
History: Back before the dark figure descended on the forest and the Legendary Hero appeared to save the kokiri, Radik led the simple life as did many other kokiri, playing with his sling shot and racing other kids around the forest. After that fateful time, few kokiri really questioned the bounds of the forest, one outspoken female lead the brunt of the argument even going as far to assist outsiders and learn their magic, it was at this time Radik not only watched her more closely but looked within as well. Watching her adventure thought the forest tore him apart.
"How could a kokiri nay a girl do so much to defeat monsters and rid the forest of evil in an attempt to be like the Legendary Hero?"
Years passed and the same girl was telling the same story again, one kokiri asked if she would someday be as skilled as the Hero, i had been at the back of the group and let my tongue slip a little to loudly remarking before she could speak, the words cut though her like a knife though butter, her eyes were aflame as she dashed out of the forest as if i was wearing lead boots. I shook myself, how could I think such things about my kokiri friends? I'd have to speak with Saria about what to should do.
Race: Kokiri
Age: Looks 12 but lost count around 53
Height: 4'10
Weight: 55 lbs.
Eye color, Type: Deep Blue
Hair color, Style: Black, spikey and sweptback. It is always pointed up and stays up even when doused in water these dark locks are lustrous and smooth.
Nationality: Hyrule
Description: Short, lean, and knobby. All respectable appearance of an active child. Weathered hands and knees tell many stories of trees climbed and holes crawled though, his clothing would tell the same stories if they weren't already a very deep green as if cast in
perpetual shade, his boots are tall reaching close to his knee excellent for mucking around in bogs and soggy ground.
Personality: Fantastic friend and acquaintance. The dark features on top of this child give way to boundless energy and joy, he boast of his strengths as if he had no flaws, and loves a good tale he hasn't heard. Running, jumping, climbing trees, shooting his
slingshot while hes up there, are the bread and butter of every day, hes never punched a day in his life being fast enough to out run the occasional wolf in the forest. He likes to watch and sometimes unnerves other kokiri by how long he will sit In a tree, he has
many outward tendencies that reinforce the xenophobic assumption about him, but the other kokiri know better and play with him all the same, despite his occasional chauvinistic tendencies.
Weapon: Slingshot (normal)
Shield: None
Sub-Weapon: Grappling Hook (draped around chest like a sash and buckle)
Inventory:
Boomerang
Grip Ring
Deku Nut
Skills: A very physical child, running is his strongest suit not only in sprint but endurance as well, its 2nd to none and by none i mean bipeds, his wit and aim fair well amongst others, his strength adequate enough for a child of his stature, but as with all children his physical blows are lacking. Hes not well read but does not fear asking others for help or information. He wont sit still long enough to learn magic but always has a use for magic items.
History: Back before the dark figure descended on the forest and the Legendary Hero appeared to save the kokiri, Radik led the simple life as did many other kokiri, playing with his sling shot and racing other kids around the forest. After that fateful time, few kokiri really questioned the bounds of the forest, one outspoken female lead the brunt of the argument even going as far to assist outsiders and learn their magic, it was at this time Radik not only watched her more closely but looked within as well. Watching her adventure thought the forest tore him apart.
"How could a kokiri nay a girl do so much to defeat monsters and rid the forest of evil in an attempt to be like the Legendary Hero?"
Years passed and the same girl was telling the same story again, one kokiri asked if she would someday be as skilled as the Hero, i had been at the back of the group and let my tongue slip a little to loudly remarking before she could speak, the words cut though her like a knife though butter, her eyes were aflame as she dashed out of the forest as if i was wearing lead boots. I shook myself, how could I think such things about my kokiri friends? I'd have to speak with Saria about what to should do.