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| − | + | |subject_name= Eylohta Abrevi XI, ESQ | |
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| − | + | |image_caption= Eylohta Abrevi XI, Esquire | |
| − | | | + | |race= [[Timonae]] |
| − | + | |gender= Male | |
| − | + | |height= 8'1" | |
| − | | | + | |weight= 569lbs |
| − | + | |hair_color= Silver-White | |
| − | + | |eye_color= Opalescent - Pupil-less Emerald | |
| − | | | + | |age= 67 |
| − | + | |date_of_birth= 3945 June 19 | |
| − | + | |place_of_birth= N/A | |
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| − | | | + | |residence= [[Comorro Station]] |
| − | + | |employer= Self-Employed | |
| − | + | |character_name= Eylohta | |
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==History== | ==History== | ||
Eylohta is somewhat of a freak of nature, he is heavier than the average Timonae, though not fat in any way. | Eylohta is somewhat of a freak of nature, he is heavier than the average Timonae, though not fat in any way. | ||
| − | Eylohta Abrevi | + | Eylohta Abrevi XI, ESQ: A man with a colourful past, but who couldn't say that on TK? As a young scoundrel Eylohta would run about, filching whatever change he could, getting in scraps and generally being a criminally inclined nuisance. As the years progressed into the 'teenage', his penchant for fighting grew into more of a past time, and aligning himself with the most skillful man with a knife he knew, the Timonae learned all he could. Word on the street had been that a league of knife fighters was beginning, and while a dangerous past time, it appealed to Eylohta's reckless attitude about life; drinking, drugs and scraps, those were his daily bread. Besides, it paid too, and money wasn't always the easiest to come by. His obvious skill was recognized, though rather than immediately being thrown into the ring, the young would-be-fighter was taken under the wing of the recuiter, and given further training to hone his skills. One could almost say he had the homefield advantage, and quickly rose through the ranks to become a respectable opponent, and certainly not one to take lightly, the Timonae soon becoming the best fighter the league had to offer. Once more his skill was recognized, but this time by the general manager of the league, and soon his status as 'right hand man' was secured. This certainly wasn't an end to his days in the ring, and in fact, only served to bring in more money due to the rarity of his appearances in a fight. However, his duties tend to fall more within the ranks of general thug, recruiter, and often enough, even managerial tasks. No one said his boss was diligent, considering Eylohta is willing enough to do it anyway after having developed something of a passion for his chosen career. |
In Hiverspace Eylohta has established himself as a blacksmith specializing in custom swords and knives, as well as a member of the volunteer watch on Comorro Station. | In Hiverspace Eylohta has established himself as a blacksmith specializing in custom swords and knives, as well as a member of the volunteer watch on Comorro Station. | ||
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| + | ==Quintessential Description== | ||
| + | Taller than the average Timonae, Eylohta stands a solid seven and a half feet. Rogueish good looks are complimented by opulescent, pupiless emerald eyes and a head of silver-white hair, long enough to reach mid-back, and kept in a single plait braid. The jagged scar running along his jawline only seems to add to this dashing makeup, if in a rough and tumble manner. Ragged scars run up his shoulder and neck, the work of some creature with a wicked set of claws. | ||
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| + | Brown leather pants that have seen better days, a black t-shirt and a rough looking greatcoat make up most of the Timonae's wardrobe, aside from the small things such as that lovely little belt (also leather) that he wears, and the myriad of knives attached to it. | ||
| + | ===What others think of him=== | ||
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| + | ''Sure he's stupid, but he doesn't presume that he's smart - kind of like a puppy. Plus, he'll knife somebody if I need him to, and he always shares his dope. What else is there to say?'' - [[Alastair Hall|Alastair]] | ||
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| + | ''Really nice Timmie, almost mistook him for a girl at first, though! Really great swordsmith or whatever ya' call it. Made me a custom blade, fancy.'' - [[Reode]] | ||
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| + | ==Meta== | ||
| + | ===Logs=== | ||
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| + | * [[An Evening in the Tavern]] | ||
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| + | ===Quotes=== | ||
| + | ===Badges=== | ||
| + | *{{OverTheWall}} | ||
| + | *{{Otherspace11thAnniversary}} | ||
| + | *{{RideTheWindParticipant2009}} | ||
Latest revision as of 14:36, 1 August 2013
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Contents
History
Eylohta is somewhat of a freak of nature, he is heavier than the average Timonae, though not fat in any way.
Eylohta Abrevi XI, ESQ: A man with a colourful past, but who couldn't say that on TK? As a young scoundrel Eylohta would run about, filching whatever change he could, getting in scraps and generally being a criminally inclined nuisance. As the years progressed into the 'teenage', his penchant for fighting grew into more of a past time, and aligning himself with the most skillful man with a knife he knew, the Timonae learned all he could. Word on the street had been that a league of knife fighters was beginning, and while a dangerous past time, it appealed to Eylohta's reckless attitude about life; drinking, drugs and scraps, those were his daily bread. Besides, it paid too, and money wasn't always the easiest to come by. His obvious skill was recognized, though rather than immediately being thrown into the ring, the young would-be-fighter was taken under the wing of the recuiter, and given further training to hone his skills. One could almost say he had the homefield advantage, and quickly rose through the ranks to become a respectable opponent, and certainly not one to take lightly, the Timonae soon becoming the best fighter the league had to offer. Once more his skill was recognized, but this time by the general manager of the league, and soon his status as 'right hand man' was secured. This certainly wasn't an end to his days in the ring, and in fact, only served to bring in more money due to the rarity of his appearances in a fight. However, his duties tend to fall more within the ranks of general thug, recruiter, and often enough, even managerial tasks. No one said his boss was diligent, considering Eylohta is willing enough to do it anyway after having developed something of a passion for his chosen career.
In Hiverspace Eylohta has established himself as a blacksmith specializing in custom swords and knives, as well as a member of the volunteer watch on Comorro Station.
Quintessential Description
Taller than the average Timonae, Eylohta stands a solid seven and a half feet. Rogueish good looks are complimented by opulescent, pupiless emerald eyes and a head of silver-white hair, long enough to reach mid-back, and kept in a single plait braid. The jagged scar running along his jawline only seems to add to this dashing makeup, if in a rough and tumble manner. Ragged scars run up his shoulder and neck, the work of some creature with a wicked set of claws.
Brown leather pants that have seen better days, a black t-shirt and a rough looking greatcoat make up most of the Timonae's wardrobe, aside from the small things such as that lovely little belt (also leather) that he wears, and the myriad of knives attached to it.
What others think of him
Sure he's stupid, but he doesn't presume that he's smart - kind of like a puppy. Plus, he'll knife somebody if I need him to, and he always shares his dope. What else is there to say? - Alastair
Really nice Timmie, almost mistook him for a girl at first, though! Really great swordsmith or whatever ya' call it. Made me a custom blade, fancy. - Reode
