Character Name: Tiberius (Surname to be decided later)
Character Race: Aquilonian
Character Age: 30
Character Class: Guardian
Character Profession skills: Armoursmith
IC-Reason to join the House of Tanisius:
Having just arrived in Old Tarantia, Tiberius finds himself lost with no idea of where he's actually going.
A few days of wandering the city he hears gossip from various taverns about some noble house and their ambitious rise to power, which interests him. "You can't have power without a sword, and I am good with a sword. Perhaps they need another strong arm..", the thought goes through his head as he heads towards a tavern where he heard one of the house members currently is..
What can I offer to the House of Tanisius (Both IC and OOC):
[IC]: A strong arm, a pure heart and loyalty to the death!
[OOC]: I think im an average RPer and I can offer a friendly face (even though my characters face isn't that friendly looking...) and help if whenever possible. I don't really know what to write...If the guild needs something that is within my power and I'm able then I'll do it. As long as the guild is loyal to me, I'll be loyal to the guild. Thats a good way of putting it I think.
Background story (Brief):
Tiberius spent most of his childhood in a training yard, usually at the recieveing end of a training sword (or a whip).
His father, sole parent as his mother died in child birth, was a former lieutenant in the Aquilonian army and often preached about the glory of Aquilonia, how it was the envy of the world, how superior it was.
As the years progressed his father began drinking more and more alcohol, which made his more and more violent, eventually the training sessions turned more and more intense, usually ending in a beating.
On his 17th birthday he was sent to serve in the Aquilonian army.
His stay in the army brought him to many places and experienced many things, a garrion at the Nemedian border, patrolling the pictish wilderness, scouting in northern Cimmeria, as well as encounters with many strange and exotic peoples.
After a few years he had risen to the rank of Captain, leading his own company of soldiers into battle. Though he had grown weary with the constant flow of orders from incompetent Generals which lead to more and more deaths of his soldiers.
One night he recieved such an order, and order to attack a Pict encamptent with a mere 30 soldiers. A suicide mission. He obeyed nonetheless, leading his company in the charge against the overwhelming force of savage Picts. The battle ended in less than 15 minutes with total defeat and Tiberius had been badly wounded, lying on the ground surrounded by the bodies of his dead battle brothers.
He was found by a scouting party early the next morning and brought back to the Aquilonian encampent where he was bandaged and cared for.
It took him several weeks to recover, and when he was strong enough to walk he walked straight to the General's tent, walked up to the General and punched him in the face, dropped his Captain's medallion on the ground and walked out.
He spent the next 8 years as a mercenary, hiring himself out to villages who needed to get rid of a bandit problem, caravans that needed an escort and the like.
With increasing tension between Aquilonia and Nemedia, as well as Stygia to the south, Tiberius sees war on the horizon, and with it fortune and glory.
He begins seeking someone who would hire his sword, and eventually finds one faction to his liking...
Former experiences of MMO:s and roleplaying:
LotrO - About 1½ months
Planetside - About 3 months
EVE - About 6 months
WoW - About 2 years
Had RP'ed in WoW for about 1½ years and the last 8 months I was the guildleader of an RP guild, also did some minor RP in LotrO. Though I haven't RP'ed in about 1 year so I'm feeling a bit rusty, so excuse me if the backstory is bad. *shame*
Real life name (Optional): Rather not say *shifty eyes*
Real life age: 21
Timezone: GMT +1