Name: Jarno Levia
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Class/Profession: Ranger/Smith
Appearance/Physical quirks: Jarno resembles the look of a Finnish (finland person) man but has Irish stature and accent. He is a bit taller than average height. He has an obbern colored beard coming from his sideburns going to his chin and mustache. He has very very dark green eyes. Hes left hamstring is damaged from an encounter with a wild canine
History: Jarno was born in Southern Ireland in a nomadic guild called Leviathan. Leviathan is the seventh prince of hell in which his guild worshiped. When he was 4 and 9 months his father Grant started teaching him about the practice of Archery. Jarno was not the most easily taught child because he wanted to know how everything worked and came to be. Instead of learning that 2+2=4, in his head he heard 2+2=4 because etc. With this disfunction his father became enraged whenever he tried teaching him how to use a bow. Jarno had a constant urge to impress his father with what he learned ,but how could he impress him with something he isn't good at. For 11 years he had practiced archery and one cold night in Siberiawhere they traveled he awaited for his father eyes to grow heavy and fall asleep. He snuck out of his leather tent and ran into the forest to shoot any animal with the bow his father gave him. For hours he searched and then he saw a white ghost like figure. As he snuck closer he realized it was a white silky dog. He shot his first arrow and missed. The dog scurried away in fear. He went to gather his mis-fired arrow and saw a small rabbit not 20 yards away. He pulled the string back and had a sudden flash of anger which trigured a flashback to when he was 7. He was sitting around a fire with his mothers arm around his shoulder. The guild leader was preforming a ritual to import the religion of Leviathan into Jarno's undeveloped mind. The visions of Leviathan were dark and the morals were corrupt. He did not want to follow these evil morals after all that his mother taught him of being diplomatic and how to make someone happy. After the vision he woke up still around the fire with his mom and the guild leader starring into his shady eyes. The leader proceeded to say "Do you understand and agree?" Jarno did not understand and did not know if he agreed. His mother said "He will have to learn more he is to young for this." Jarno ran into his tent confused about why his mother would teach him things that would be denied by this religion. *Snap* the bowstring released and the rabbit fell victim to the arrow. Jarno was ecstatic with his first kill with the bow. He ran back to the guild camp. The sky was just starting to light up. Finally he arrived only to find his father dead. Grant had a gourging bitemark on his throat with the left tooth mark missing. As Jarno examined his cold father he found the missing tooth stuck on the end of the bow surrounded by blood. All Jarno could think was "Why?" why would his father have to die. He threw the rabbit against the ground took the tooth and ran away in anger. He did not like the guild and he hated the horrible terrifying evil morals of the Guild. He had no other urge but to find 'why' his father had to fall victim to a deadly creature. He was only 16 when he ran away after denying his guild. He only knew the brief archery his father taught him. With it he practiced the art of the bow and meanwhile surviving night by night hunting for the murderous soul that killed his father. One misty morning while he was hiking through an icy river bank he encountered a white siberian husky. He fired an arrow which missed the animal. The dog turned around with blinding red eyes and it wanted to wage war with Jarno. It opened its mouth with a growl and charged at Jarno. As it jumped Jarno ducked and rolled underneath it. The dog proceeded to lunge once again and bite him in the leg. Suddenly blood rushed out of Jarno's eyes and he became enraged he took an arrow and stabbed the dogs leg into the dirt. Jarno swung his bow and struck it in the throat where it lay victim to the sharp wooden bow. Jarno's eyes cleared of the blood and he felt the anger wisp out of him. He examined the body and noticed a tooth missing from the dogs open mouth. He took out the bloody tooth from his shirt pocket and it matched the dogs opposing tooth. Jarno knew it was the dog that killed his father but Jarno had a wave of guilt fill his heart. He took the arrow out of the dogs paw and it opened its eyes and they were not red anymore. They were black. Jarno drew another arrow and the dog starred right at him. Jarno's eyes filled with blood and he became enraged once again. He fainted and dreamt of Leviathan casting a dark magic into a white innocent dog. He woke up with the sun in his face and the white dog curled up sleeping on his side. He stood up and started walking as he was thinking about what the vision he saw was about. The dog sprung up and followed Jarno. He realized the dogs innosence and befriended it. Jarno proceeded to name it Grant after his father. He felt as if is fathers soul was in the dog. He had no other thought in his mind than what that flashback was.
Personality: Jarno is a diplomatic soul who follows his mothers morals. One thing he remembers her saying is. "Love everyone who you don't know"
Alignment:
Weapons: Fathers bow/arrows
Magic: Enragement
Family (if applicable): Father: Grant- Mother: Selestia
Interesting Facts: Jarno uncontrolably replaces adrenaline with anger.
Favorite Food: Roasted fish
Favorite Drink: Dew from pine needles
Likes: Everything that he can use
Dislikes: Everything he cant use
Allies/Enemies: Everyone/anyone who opposes with aggression
Roleplay Hints: Nomadic
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Age: 26
Gender: Male
Class/Profession: Ranger/Smith
Appearance/Physical quirks: Jarno resembles the look of a Finnish (finland person) man but has Irish stature and accent. He is a bit taller than average height. He has an obbern colored beard coming from his sideburns going to his chin and mustache. He has very very dark green eyes. Hes left hamstring is damaged from an encounter with a wild canine
History: Jarno was born in Southern Ireland in a nomadic guild called Leviathan. Leviathan is the seventh prince of hell in which his guild worshiped. When he was 4 and 9 months his father Grant started teaching him about the practice of Archery. Jarno was not the most easily taught child because he wanted to know how everything worked and came to be. Instead of learning that 2+2=4, in his head he heard 2+2=4 because etc. With this disfunction his father became enraged whenever he tried teaching him how to use a bow. Jarno had a constant urge to impress his father with what he learned ,but how could he impress him with something he isn't good at. For 11 years he had practiced archery and one cold night in Siberiawhere they traveled he awaited for his father eyes to grow heavy and fall asleep. He snuck out of his leather tent and ran into the forest to shoot any animal with the bow his father gave him. For hours he searched and then he saw a white ghost like figure. As he snuck closer he realized it was a white silky dog. He shot his first arrow and missed. The dog scurried away in fear. He went to gather his mis-fired arrow and saw a small rabbit not 20 yards away. He pulled the string back and had a sudden flash of anger which trigured a flashback to when he was 7. He was sitting around a fire with his mothers arm around his shoulder. The guild leader was preforming a ritual to import the religion of Leviathan into Jarno's undeveloped mind. The visions of Leviathan were dark and the morals were corrupt. He did not want to follow these evil morals after all that his mother taught him of being diplomatic and how to make someone happy. After the vision he woke up still around the fire with his mom and the guild leader starring into his shady eyes. The leader proceeded to say "Do you understand and agree?" Jarno did not understand and did not know if he agreed. His mother said "He will have to learn more he is to young for this." Jarno ran into his tent confused about why his mother would teach him things that would be denied by this religion. *Snap* the bowstring released and the rabbit fell victim to the arrow. Jarno was ecstatic with his first kill with the bow. He ran back to the guild camp. The sky was just starting to light up. Finally he arrived only to find his father dead. Grant had a gourging bitemark on his throat with the left tooth mark missing. As Jarno examined his cold father he found the missing tooth stuck on the end of the bow surrounded by blood. All Jarno could think was "Why?" why would his father have to die. He threw the rabbit against the ground took the tooth and ran away in anger. He did not like the guild and he hated the horrible terrifying evil morals of the Guild. He had no other urge but to find 'why' his father had to fall victim to a deadly creature. He was only 16 when he ran away after denying his guild. He only knew the brief archery his father taught him. With it he practiced the art of the bow and meanwhile surviving night by night hunting for the murderous soul that killed his father. One misty morning while he was hiking through an icy river bank he encountered a white siberian husky. He fired an arrow which missed the animal. The dog turned around with blinding red eyes and it wanted to wage war with Jarno. It opened its mouth with a growl and charged at Jarno. As it jumped Jarno ducked and rolled underneath it. The dog proceeded to lunge once again and bite him in the leg. Suddenly blood rushed out of Jarno's eyes and he became enraged he took an arrow and stabbed the dogs leg into the dirt. Jarno swung his bow and struck it in the throat where it lay victim to the sharp wooden bow. Jarno's eyes cleared of the blood and he felt the anger wisp out of him. He examined the body and noticed a tooth missing from the dogs open mouth. He took out the bloody tooth from his shirt pocket and it matched the dogs opposing tooth. Jarno knew it was the dog that killed his father but Jarno had a wave of guilt fill his heart. He took the arrow out of the dogs paw and it opened its eyes and they were not red anymore. They were black. Jarno drew another arrow and the dog starred right at him. Jarno's eyes filled with blood and he became enraged once again. He fainted and dreamt of Leviathan casting a dark magic into a white innocent dog. He woke up with the sun in his face and the white dog curled up sleeping on his side. He stood up and started walking as he was thinking about what the vision he saw was about. The dog sprung up and followed Jarno. He realized the dogs innosence and befriended it. Jarno proceeded to name it Grant after his father. He felt as if is fathers soul was in the dog. He had no other thought in his mind than what that flashback was.
Personality: Jarno is a diplomatic soul who follows his mothers morals. One thing he remembers her saying is. "Love everyone who you don't know"
Alignment:
Weapons: Fathers bow/arrows
Magic: Enragement
Family (if applicable): Father: Grant- Mother: Selestia
Interesting Facts: Jarno uncontrolably replaces adrenaline with anger.
Favorite Food: Roasted fish
Favorite Drink: Dew from pine needles
Likes: Everything that he can use
Dislikes: Everything he cant use
Allies/Enemies: Everyone/anyone who opposes with aggression
Roleplay Hints: Nomadic
If you want to hear the rest of the story just say so if not i won't post the rest of the story.