Name: Bolindad

Title: Prince Bolindad 2nd of that Name, born in the Lineage of Torin, king over Cytonia and emporer of the Galandian islands.

Age: 32 years old

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Height: 6ft 2
Weight: 214lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Bolindad is a strong looking man, and holds himself tall, and proud. He wares a simple long jacket, with gold and purple embrodered on it. He holds himself with the respect he has diserved in his own lands, but showes off that he is still a humble nothng past those borders. His long hair falls around his face, hiding it when his hood is not pulled around it, keeping the his eyes hidden most of the time.

Class: Human Ranger

Level:1

Element: Water

Skill: Charge Slash

Equipment:
Weapon-Rapier
Armor:
Head-Faded purple hood with an even more faded Golden Trim
Hand-None
Body-Leather Breastplate (Worn under his clothes)
Leg-SImple Leather Boots

Back Story:
Bolindad was born to the King Torin and his Wife Maria shortly after there 5th anniversary, he was an exceptionally bright young man with a glorious future ahead of him. His father had planned out his life to the letter, he was to study with the best mentor's, and then move onto study with the Monks of Cytonia, as had been the tradition of their family since the founding of the country hundreds of years prior.
Bolindad's life was a rather boring one, that kept him set in his way's, every day he would study, spar, eat, and sleep. He was comfortable with his life, nothing had changed in his 22 years of life so far, and it was coming time for him to leave the castle, and move into one of the Monasteries, he had the choice of his he would go to, and he had chosen the smallest of them all just outside of the small town of Staulenbad., but there was an un-fore seen problem on the horizon.
On Bolindad's 22nd birthday, the secret that had been kept within his family for the time of his life leaked to the one group of people with the means to exploit it, and they did. The Monk's gathered there masse's and marched against the King, claiming that his marriage was un-holy and a disgrace to the country. Maria, was Torin's cousin....
....the Monks refused to have a man created by a un-holy union in there Monasteries, and they refused to allow such a union to rule over the country. They demanded the resignation of the King, they demanded he step down, and allow a new family to take their place. Bolindad wouldn’t stand for this, his family had run the country since his ancestor's had founded it centuries ago, and he would not allow his existence to pull the country into a deep sense of turmoil.
Bolindad gathered what belonging he had, his Sword, Hatchet, and a few pieces of clothing, and walked onto the terrace outside the castle....
"My fair Monk's," he had said "I beg that you not allow the existence of my parents union to destroy the graces they had created for our country. My existence is a far greater sin, and there fore I am what must be removed, I beg that you not hold hostility towards my father, but instead allow this offer to take their place." At this he stooped down and picked up his belonging's slinging them over his shoulder. "I have longed for a great time to walk into the distant lands, far from our country, to explore what is told about in the story books of my child hood, so I will ask that instead of taking down my father you allow me to vacate the country most expeditiously and live out my life..."
And with this, Bolindad walked form the castle towards the eastern border's of his country, with 2 monks along side him, they had been assigned to make sure he in fact left the country, as the rest of the Monk's prepared to close the door's to there monasteries for the 1st time in there existence, they would open them once a King that would not disgrace them was in place. As Bolindad stood at his border, he looked back at what had once been his country, and smiled, he didnt know what lie ahead of him, but he knew that it would be a great adventure, he turned to the monks, and bowed.
"Rotan, McDougal, thank you for taking me this far, I will be fine on mine own from here." He smiled, and without words, the 2 men handed him each a dagger, and bowed there heads, they had taken vows of silence shortly after the announcement of the lock-down policy taken by the monks.
"Thank you....I do not see this as a bad event, I have longed to see the world since I was young, to the ends of the earth and the lands beyond." And with these last words, Bolindad stepped over the border, and into his new life.....

Okay, good job. You changed the color of the hooded cloak, which I will begin to allow. The colors were going to change by themselves as you bought better cloaks, but I may change that to fabrics only. You're missing one thing from your profile, and I cannot accept you until you fix it.

You lack an Element. Please Edit your profile and pick one of the following: Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Spirit, Holy, Darkness / Shadow. Those are the 7 chosen elements of this realm.

But -- You need to get that huge image out of your sig. If you want to post the picture, there is a Character Illustrations board made just for that. Putting a large image like that on the page over and over every time you post will only mean longer loading times for people with slower connections. Thank you! ^_^

*grumbles soemthing about element, sticks, and something else as he takes everything off*

You've been accepted, Bolindad. Welcome to Dark Isles. :D