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Darko's Story

Darko

Darko

Lord of Altera
Name: Unknown
Nickname/Alias: Darko
Age: 35 by appearance, Around 2,000 years by mind an memory
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Build: Slim all around, but surprisingly strong
Hair: Black
Eyes: Purple
Skin: Pale
Tattoos/Scars: Scars and runes cut all over his body, hidden by his cloak
Distinguishing Features: Missing eye
Traits or Blessings: None.
Physical Flaws: Missing eye,
Physical Qualities: Fast, nimble
Clothes: Black Jacket with a purple trim. Grey belt buckle and sturdy boots.
Hygiene: Almost none... Cuts his hair with a knife.
Voice: Monotone
Family Heritage: Came from a very poor family
Worships: The Grey Lady, Sallana, Korigon
Disabilities/Illnesses: Violent Social Stigma, OCD, Schizophrenia, Sociopathic Tendencies, Alcoholism
Intelligence Level: Very cunning, 2,000 years can do that to you.
Known Languages: Common, Pirate (it counts!), Earkzian, bits of Eldarin.
Fears/Insecurities/Phobias: Insecure about insults to his intelligence, completely terrified of dying alone (Nobody knows that), Wary around birds.
Short Term Goals: Find who killed Luna Wolfheart
Long Term Goals: Fall in love again.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Profession: Assassin Mentor, Pirate Captain.
Hometown: Port Silver
Current Home: Cutthroat Cove


His weapon... ShadowSlicer

Favorite:
Color: Black
Food/drinks: Steak, Rum
Animal: Snake
Activity: Scheming...
Person: Luna[Deceased]/Wyvern [Deceased]

Least Favorite:
Color: Orange
Food/drinks: Rat, Sewer water (he lived on that for awhile)
Animal: Rats
Activity: Farming
Person: Basil/Garen/Any Inquisitor

Story: Darko was born in Port Silver to an abusive family who would regularly lash him and tie him. Darko stayed away from his house as much as he could, and saw many things on the street that no child should see. He was 7 at the time. A man approached Darko as he had just stopped to catch his breath from running from his parents. He said to him "Hey kid what are you doing out here alone? Oh you're that kid with the crappy parents right?" Darko meekly nodded. The man continued "Do you need a place to stay?" Darko nodded again and grabbed the man's hand. They ran through the streets getting angry looks from bystanders, the man took him to an old beaten warehouse, slammed the door and said "What's your name kid?"
"Darko" he said simply. "Well Darko, you seem like a kid who needs to turn invisible." Darko looked confused, he had heard of wizards and mages but this man looked nothing like a wizard. The man saw his skeptic look and said "Not literary, you need to learn to sneak." He introduced himself as Azral, Azral would teach Darko what he knew. Darko spent years learning from Azral. Azral taught him many things; how to climb, to sneak, and most important; how to kill.

When Darko was 12, he knew more about fighting than most men. As he was out walking down kings road with Azral, his father saw them from the pub across the street. He came out and lashed at Darko;


"What do you think you're doing out 'ere kid? You get inside the house and get ready for the lashing of your life!"

Azral interjected; "Leave the kid alone! 'E's not gonna go with you! Ain't that righ-" Azral never got to finish is sentance, Darkos father had pulled out a small hand bow and shot him in the chest. Darko was furious, the one person he loved was just shot by his own father.

"And you! Get inside before the same happ-" He didn't finish the sentence either, Darko had pulled the bolt from his mentors' chest, and stabbed it into his fathers. As he looked down at the two bodies next to him, something in his mind changed. He took a knife from Azrals satchel, and walked to his house, ready to kill his mother...
 
Karasu1996

Karasu1996

Lord of Altera
i know this isnt finished but try to keep the story from hopping from one thing to another,it makes it seem like your summerixing it and then it doesnt seem like something your character would say. heres an example...
(im gunna use my RP name)
Ex. Ari grew up a quiet boy, without a care in the world.
now if you put that in your character profile the way it is now, it wouldnt make sense, since you say hes quiet and your summarizing what your character is about, itll sound like hes an outspoken energetic person.
here are some tips:

. keep it organized
.explain often whats going on around him what smells does he experience what does he feel when hes hurt or sad
.write what poeple are saying to him. Ex- Darko said to the man, "oh im sorry!" the man replied, its ok kid, are those your parents?
.be as DESCRIPTIVE AND SIMPLE AS POSSIBLE! dont make it too descriptive without some simplicity in the words, having a sentence with too much description without something to counter it gets confusing

heres a version that would go better with what you have so far

Darko was born in Port Silver to an abusive family who would regularly lash him and tie him. Darko feared his parents and hated them to the point of never wanting to stay home. He ran away as much as he could, and saw many things on the street that no child should see. Darko was 7 at the time, when his parents found him on the street, they yelled at him spat on him and kicked him, Darko then had enough of this,so, he ran as fast as he could, while running from his furious parents he ran into a man. The said to him "hey kid what are you doing out here alone? Darko's face dimmed to a grim frown, as he looked back at his pursuing parents. Oh wait! are those your parents?" Darko meekly nodded, There running towards you with knives?! common kid lets get you outta here!" The man took darko by the hand and fled. (more to come soon).
if you dont like this it was a quick scratch of what im trying to get across :p anyway hope this helps!
 
Herman773

Herman773

I think I might like it here
Thank you Karasu made my understanding of this character Profile to illumante ideas to me. Ok this char is just a standard bi-standerd who is abused constantly. No Special powers so.. Thats ok thing i guess he will learn techniques and ect in the future..bla bla bla. to put short this character is ok i wish to see what his future evolves into.
 
Karasu1996

Karasu1996

Lord of Altera
Herman773 said:
Thank you Karasu made my understanding of this character Profile to illumante ideas to me. Ok this char is just a standard bi-standerd who is abused constantly. No Special powers so.. Thats ok thing i guess he will learn techniques and ect in the future..bla bla bla. to put short this character is ok i wish to see what his future evolves into.
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same here :)
i really was bored when i gave darko his advice, i figured since i wasnt doing anything id give him a few tips :p
 
Darko

Darko

Lord of Altera
*Edited CP* This is only the base story of Darko. His other happenings will be added later
 
Wyvern740

Wyvern740

Lord of Altera
Scary :eek:
..Awesome storytelling by the way.
I thought it was about time to learn what really happened to the creepy criminal man.
One of the best I've read so far :D
 
Darko

Darko

Lord of Altera
Thanks a bunch wyv, going to add a lot more later, mostly his life on the streets as a gang leader.
 
Darko

Darko

Lord of Altera
Edited Cp. Don't think I'm going to add the later bits until I really have a good thing going.

*sits eagerly waiting for a stamp*
 
Darko

Darko

Lord of Altera
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“Captain Drak-Norac of the watch has announced a curfew to take place! All citizens must be indoors by 9:30 pm! This is for your own safety!” The town crier announced the same line again and again, something about it made Darko smile, he knew what it was all about. The gang activities had been heating up, their little skirmishes had grown more intense over the past couple months, more lives were being taken, and people were noticing. Of course, the City Watch would never admit that a few poor kids could be causing this much unrest. They’d blame it on Protarian bandits or something just as unlikely. Sure enough the next line came.
“Protarian raiding parties have been spotted to the east, our sentries believe they are headed our way!”
Darko waited to see if any other news would be shouted out, but nothing came. He sighed and figured it was time to set to work. As he walked nearer to the slums of town, he heard a twig snap behind him. Darko remembered a lesson Azral had given him years back;

Darko was walking to the warehouse, he heard a pebble kicked across the street, he abruptly turned around, only to see nothing. He shrugged and started to turn back around, but before he could, a powerful hand hit him across his back.
A deep voice whispered into his ear, “What do we do when we hear a noise?”
Darko got up and brushed himself off, “We keep walking… We don’t show that we even heard a noise…”
“And why do we do that?”
Darko sighed “So that they become over confident and we can go into a crowded place, then we turn around”
“Good, now let’s try a climbing exercise…”

Darko was careful to not break his pace, and kept walking until he made it to The Crevasse, the biggest black market in Port Silver. He then spun around with his foot up and out to knock away any weapons they had.
Turned out there was a weapon, a small iron dagger. Darko spat at the person who had been following him, “Filthy Sewer Rat! Stay down in the sh*t you came from! This is Blood Blade territory!” Darko hated the Sewer Rats, a gang that ran primarily on brutal street muggings, no class at all.
The Sewer Rat was taken aback by his targets agility, “Wha- Wait… You’re D-Darko right? Oh my gods… I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to- I didn’t know it was you…”
Darko got a sick pleasure out of watching the Rat cower and stutter “Even if you didn’t know you were tailing me, you still knew you were in our territory! I’m afraid I have to punish you…” Darko grabbed the boys dagger and started cutting into his forehead. You could just make out the words; Don’t send another up here. “Now you tell your pathetic little buddies what happened here, okay?
The boy let out a little whine and a nod, and then quickly ran off to a sewer grate.
Darko chuckled, then turned to the onlookers. “What? Go back to what you were doing! It’s not like you haven’t seen things like this before!” Darko went to a stall selling assorted clothes and robes. A black/green cowl and body suit caught his eye. It was exactly like the one Azral used to wear.
“How much?” He said to the vender
The vender was too afraid to tell him the real price after what he just saw, “Uhh… 20 silver! Cheep deal!”
“I’ll take it” Darko handed the man 20 silver and went to leave The Crevasse. He knew the Sewer Rats wouldn’t come back to Blood Blade territory for awhile, and now he had something to report to his group. He knew that the Blood Blades were growing tired of their current leader, and he also knew they all wanted him instead. He figured that after awhile they would mutiny, and he’d be in charge of one of the most powerful gangs in Port Silver. Darko smiled, things were going in his favor. But there was still the little pain nagging at him from the back of his head. Two years ago today, Azral died… He replayed the moment in his head, down to every last detail. He thought of all the ways he could have stopped him from dying. What if’s ran through his head. But in the end he came to one conclusion: Azral was dead, but his legacy would not die…. Not while Darko was alive…
 
vanar

vanar

Legend of Altera
dear god thats worse then what happen to my ccharater at leaste he was raised by a dryad he calls the tree mother man i dont thnik i want to piss you off
 
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