~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Basic Information~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Name: Dylan
Alias (optional):
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Bending Power: Water
Allegiances: Water
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Birth Date(Optional):
Extra Information: Knows his weather and medical field.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Appearance~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Appearance: An average sized twenty-three year old, slim, gray eyes, and grey "swoshy" hair.
Height: 6' 02''
Weight: 157lbs.
Body Type: Muscular in certain regions. (Chest, stomach, arms, and legs.)
Extra Feature: Stubble of a beard that was shaven off.
Voice: Deep white male voice
Extra Clothing/Gear: Standard light raiment Water nation army jacket and pants. A customized scythe, and hand and feet wraps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Persona~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Personality: Calm but tactical. Knows what to do in tight situations.
Likes: Enjoys fighting/sparring, reading books and learning, and studying elements.
Dislikes: Over cocky fools, people who can't back up what they say.
Goals: Publish a book on the elements, develop a new water technique.
Fears: None
Strength: Close ranged fights
Weakness: Long ranged battles
Extra Information: None
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~History~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
History: I was born in the Northern hemisphere. My mother passed away after giving birth to me. I was about 3 when my father took me place to place due to his army duty's with the Water Nation. The only time I got to see him is when he wasn't busy or we were traveling but, we got along just fine. After a year or 4, I was learning the ways of "Water Bending." When I first laid my eyes on the wonderful power, I was intrigued. I had to learn it. At my first few days of learning I didn't get it quite right. It wasn't 2 weeks that I "hit the nail on the head" and was getting it right 90% of the time.
When I hit the age of 18, I was instated in the Water nation army. I kind of kept to myself when I was first assigned. About 3 weeks after finishing training, we were sent to war. When we rushed into battle, I saw bodies fall to the ground as I ran into the battle field. It was a gruesome sight, but, I knew I had to get use to it. Two years later, I was sent back home. Everything was the same as what I left it as. Except one thing. When I came home I was expecting my father to be home as well. I was wrong. I was told by the village's mayor that my father passed away due to a fatal illness when we were at war. I couldn't believe my ears.
Five weeks later, I was studying about healing techniques, and how the weather worked. I still thought about my fathers death every now and then, but after that I promised that I would avenge my fathers death and do things he would want me to do.
Thu Sep 01, 2011 8:36 pm