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 |  Subject: Anselm Benoist Sat Feb 04, 2012 7:35 pm | |
| "I have no arms, but I must hug." Themesong-WIP- NameAnselm BenoistAge24
Gender
Male.
Race
Human.BirthplaceIn a farm, right outside of a small, humble village. - Quote :
- Appearance
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Noteworthy Traits
He has no arms.
Weight
58 KG
Length
5'7 OR 170 CM.
Build
Narrow shoulders and hip, narrow chest and abdomen, thin legs, little muscle and fat.
Eye Color
A piercing light blue color.
Facial Hair
Rough stubble, unshaven.
Hair
Short, dirty black hair.
Skill
{Coercion and Persuasion}{ | | | | | | | | | | }
He is incapable of fending himself off, he compensate that by having above-average coercive abilities. Coercion played a vital role in keeping him alive , he uses his cripple situation to his advantage as a bard, singing romantic tales of how he lost his arms in a bass-baritone voice, many denizens had given him plentiful of donations in the past, sufficient enough for him to live for in decent state. {Unarmed Combat}{ | | | | | | | | | | }
Considering his crippling disability, one would and should not be surprised if he is incapable of fighting even the weakest of weak, he has never learned how to use his legs for self defense, his agility compensates for the lack of self defense.{Agility}{ | | | | | | | | | | } His agility and flexibility is somewhat above average, he has trained himself to use his legs for day-to-day chores eating, for example. He uses his agility mainly for running or sprinting away from any situations that can take his life.
Biography
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Anselm was born on a farm outside of a small, humble town. The farm itself was simple and spartan, but did its job well. His mother and father, who owned the said farm, regularly traded with the village. Trading wheat and cattle for tools and resources to expand and improve their farm by a bit. When Anselm was born there was no change in the pattern of work. The father doing primarily the work to keep his family well fed, and his mother did chores inside the house, when he was old enough Anselm helped his mother, and then he helped his father with the harsh existence as a farmer.
At the age of 16, he decided it was time to explore the vast world, his curiosity peaked when he kept hearing news of the grandiose citadels and large towns bustling with life. He was weary of the constant farming and the same faces , he wanted to traverse the vast world, exploring every nook and cranny as much as he can, singing tales of mighty warriors and knowing wizards. With the reluctant consent of his father and mother, they let him go with plenty of rations , a knife and other miscellaneous items of import. He traveled around , enjoying the sights the world has to offer, even learns a bit of singing and story telling.
At the age of 18, disaster struck. Bandits found an unwary Anselm wandering on a road, they took the opportunity. Anselm showed some slight resistance when the rather big group of bandits approached him, stabbing two or three of the bandits down , but the sheer number of them was too much for him to handle. They captured Anselm and confiscated everything he had on him, which wasn't much. They kept him in their rather spartan hideout and tortured him as vengeance for his resistance, which ended up with his arms being cut off and leaving him to die, fortunately for him, the bandits were notorious enough for a small group of adventurers to take notice of, they sought the hideout out, and eventually they were successful in finding it. The bandits were caught unaware, and were easily taken down by the experienced adventurers. Needless to say, they escorted their sole prisoner, who was Anselm, to the nearest town for medical treatment, but that was all they could afford to do for him, he appreciated it nonetheless.
At the age of 20, he slowly improved his singing and story telling, using his disability to his advantage, using it to weave stories . This continued until the present.
AlignmentNeutral GoodFavored EnemyNone.
Favored WeaponPreferably none, he is extremely vulnerable when it comes down to fighting, it is not like he can use any weaponry, either.
DeityHe doesn't seem to believe in any gods at the moment, but not many people have been successful in figuring his beliefs out.
Current Task - Spoiler:
Completed
On-going.
Try to get a proper job, being a bard's not good enough.
Failed.
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