Luan Crows
Nov 13, 2015 20:03:37 GMT
Post by epitaxis on Nov 13, 2015 20:03:37 GMT
~~Description~~
Race: Human
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weight: 180 pounds
Physique: Fit
Eye Color: Green (A boring dull green)
Hair Color: Dirty Blond
Age: 26 (I think that's what I put.)
He's a rugged gentlemen who looks to be in his later 20s. His hair tied back and covered in dirt, he's just covered in dirt and dust almost at all times. At least he only smells like a mound of dirt and a bit of sweat.. His hands and face are covered in dirt, scratches, and minuscule scars showing he probably is a general laborer even in these times and though he may possess the strength, probably doesn't have the experience of know-how to fight.
~~Histoire~~
Luan grew up on the countryside with his family, it was their business to work a quarry on the edge of Sirandan territory until he was 16. At that age he was sent off by his family and with funding they had saved up from their work at the quarry he were able to attend a university to become a prospector! It wasn't a very lucrative job but the line of work ran in the family and he always wanted to go out of the family business and off into the world.
After becoming certified at the university in Siranda (I'm sure there was one. Siranda seemed prosperous enough. If not let me know!) he began work under the various mining companies around the towns. Prospecting was hard work! He would constantly be travelling in and out of town, taking long trips out into the wilderness before returning..
When the outbreak truly took hold Lu was walking through the mines below the city to learn more on mineral discovery from the dwarves. Though when he heard the news of zombies on the streets he came up from the mines to see for himself and what grisly sights he beheld! Quickly he ran back into the mines where zombies surely wouldn't wander down into!
Surviving off of emergency supplies in the event of a cave in.. He eventually had to return to the surface in hopes that it had calmed down and to his horror he only saw walking death at every corner but he knew he had to get food to survive. So he braved the nearby shops, scrounged for what he could find and returning back to the mines. Just continuing his work, digging through the mines to pass the time until he needed supplies again. And he has done this ever since.
Race: Human
Height: 5 feet, 11 inches
Weight: 180 pounds
Physique: Fit
Eye Color: Green (A boring dull green)
Hair Color: Dirty Blond
Age: 26 (I think that's what I put.)
He's a rugged gentlemen who looks to be in his later 20s. His hair tied back and covered in dirt, he's just covered in dirt and dust almost at all times. At least he only smells like a mound of dirt and a bit of sweat.. His hands and face are covered in dirt, scratches, and minuscule scars showing he probably is a general laborer even in these times and though he may possess the strength, probably doesn't have the experience of know-how to fight.
~~Histoire~~
Luan grew up on the countryside with his family, it was their business to work a quarry on the edge of Sirandan territory until he was 16. At that age he was sent off by his family and with funding they had saved up from their work at the quarry he were able to attend a university to become a prospector! It wasn't a very lucrative job but the line of work ran in the family and he always wanted to go out of the family business and off into the world.
After becoming certified at the university in Siranda (I'm sure there was one. Siranda seemed prosperous enough. If not let me know!) he began work under the various mining companies around the towns. Prospecting was hard work! He would constantly be travelling in and out of town, taking long trips out into the wilderness before returning..
When the outbreak truly took hold Lu was walking through the mines below the city to learn more on mineral discovery from the dwarves. Though when he heard the news of zombies on the streets he came up from the mines to see for himself and what grisly sights he beheld! Quickly he ran back into the mines where zombies surely wouldn't wander down into!
Surviving off of emergency supplies in the event of a cave in.. He eventually had to return to the surface in hopes that it had calmed down and to his horror he only saw walking death at every corner but he knew he had to get food to survive. So he braved the nearby shops, scrounged for what he could find and returning back to the mines. Just continuing his work, digging through the mines to pass the time until he needed supplies again. And he has done this ever since.
