Post by Griffy Grassbarrow on Oct 24, 2009 17:08:08 GMT -5
Name: Griffy Grassbarrow
Gender: M
Age: 12 in badger years
Species: Badger/ Best species ever
Personality (2 paragraphs): Griffy is very smart and thinks things out clearly.He is the type of person who does not stoop to anyone's level, because he is on his own. Griffy's kind to those closest to him, somewhat vain toward those who are ignorant. He protects protect what he personally cares about. Nothing can get past him and he always have the answer to a problem.
On the flip side, however Griffy is quiet. He doesn't enjoy conversation much. He dislikes people from afar, or just doesn't speak to them. He is quite reserved, and minds his own business. He is more of a do-er than a speaker.
Loyalty is something that Griffy has. He is loyal to the rare true friends that he has. He would die for them, if they are worth it. And, he would never betray them.
Intelligence. Griffy is smart, and can get out of situations. Not by speaking, but by doing actions to lead others. Just by taking action before everyone else does shows his true leadership.
Cool, and Confident. Griffy keeps to himself, and has a lot of self confidence. He knows that he is capable of fulfilling a task at hand. He doesn't need to boast about it, but at the same time, he knows what he can do.
Power hungry. Despite appearing to be shy and reserved, Griffywould do almost anything for sheer power. The only thing that Griffy wouldn't give up would be the trust of his friends, or his friends. He will not give up in a fight until he finds his opponent's weakness. In this way, he is also manipulative.
Most of the time he is a peace keeper but he looses his temper every now and then and lets his anger get the best of him. Griffy tries to keep his distance and to not get involved in any mayhem...unless it's worth it.
Despite being quiet most of the time, Grif talks now and again. Very rarely, however does this happen. When he speaks, it's always important, and it's in your best interest to listen...
He lives a fast paced lifestyle and has little time for friends, unless they can help him get ahead that is. He may seem calm all the time, but he lest his anger build and unleash it if need be.
Appearance (2 paragraphs): Griffy has the looks of the usual badger. He is lean, and strong. What is unique about him is the fact that his eyes are two-faced. Some days they are fierce, and look as if they can pierce through a wall. Other time, they are calm, mellow, and full of laziness, and carefree.
Griffy's main apparel is quite unique. He wears a long red tunic across his body. The young badger walks with a certain pride that makes him have a swagger. The tunic also has a scarlet hood with it, just in case he wants to hide his face. Usually, he has a good poker face that makes someone question what he's thinking.
Allegiance (Redwall, Salamanderstron, etc): Salamandastron, but later will go into Redwall
Weapons (1 paragraph): he doesn't have this one yet, but... The blade is slender, and curves slightly. Its handle, and entry of the blade is blood red. Near the side of it, it has small spikes near it. There is also a hilt to protect the wielder's hand. The sword all in all is nearly the size of him.
His current weapon: The blade is silver, and sleek. The hilt is light, and feels comfortable. Its grip is steady, and is hard to drop. The blade has the insignia of Salamandastron. The bottom handle is taped up, and has a brown circular shape on it.
Position (Only applies to Redwallers, Salamandastron resident and anyone in a tribe): Nephew of the current Salamandastron lord.
History (be detailed - 2 - 3 paragraphs): Grifty was born quite spoiled. His uncle was the badger lord. His mother, was also a badger, as was his father. Not much is known about his mother, or father though he would like to. All the time, his uncle tells him he was born on the shore of the stronghold. He always wanted to keep his mother's name, to remember her by. His parents names were Erak, and Kiara.
In his early years, not many dibbuns would speak to Griffy. They thought he was stuck up, or they thought he was weird. It didn't help that he didn't have a mother. Griffy didn't mind, actually. Sometimes it was better not to have many friends than have too many. But, the badger would meet someone.
When Griffy was venturing out of the kitchens, trying to eat a quick snack, he was caught by the kitchen maid's daughter. Her name was Luna. She was kind, and helped Griffy out of the jam. Still, that didn't help, when they both got smacked with an iron ladle. To this day, the two are best friends.
OOC: Is it okay, if he meets his mother later in the plot?
RP Sample (can be from another site): Wesley appeared from out of the Dining Pavilion. He had just finished one of his warm meals. That was enough to make him let out a smile. It, however, was not the smile. As in the one that meant trouble. As he got out, he felt a chill from the temperature. "Jeez, camp should ought to be more warm", Wes said out loud. He noticed a small figure going out. Of course, she was probably from Hermes cabin. Wesley recognized her. He couldn't say quite exactly what her name was though. The only name he had for her was...Trouble Maker.
That was probably Wesley's fault though. Wes had always been a bad influence to his cabin mates. He had taught at least five of them how to pick pocket, or steal. She, however just seemed to take it to the extreme. just by taking a gander at her told him that she was probably more...ambitious, or cunning than he was when he was her age. He smiled at that thought. Not quite a mini-me, but close enough.
Then something hit him. He had seen the Cabin Counselor, Connor string up a bow, and hurt himself. The little girl had laughed. Wes could not help himself either. He knelt down next to his brother. "Are you okay?" Wes asked as he felt a shade of red creep up on his left cheek. It was a little embarrassing to make one of his older brothers a little bit embarrassed. Then he turned to the girl. She had red hair, as did Wes. And his sister, Scarlett. Must be a Hermes thing, Wesley mused. He thought of something to say, but couldn't utter it out. It would be to weird, or he would regret saying something.
There was something about her that made him think. She looked five times more crafty, five times more...dangerous, five times more cunning...five times more lethal. Wes finally snapped back to reality, and was glad he didn't say anything.
Gender: M
Age: 12 in badger years
Species: Badger/ Best species ever
Personality (2 paragraphs): Griffy is very smart and thinks things out clearly.He is the type of person who does not stoop to anyone's level, because he is on his own. Griffy's kind to those closest to him, somewhat vain toward those who are ignorant. He protects protect what he personally cares about. Nothing can get past him and he always have the answer to a problem.
On the flip side, however Griffy is quiet. He doesn't enjoy conversation much. He dislikes people from afar, or just doesn't speak to them. He is quite reserved, and minds his own business. He is more of a do-er than a speaker.
Loyalty is something that Griffy has. He is loyal to the rare true friends that he has. He would die for them, if they are worth it. And, he would never betray them.
Intelligence. Griffy is smart, and can get out of situations. Not by speaking, but by doing actions to lead others. Just by taking action before everyone else does shows his true leadership.
Cool, and Confident. Griffy keeps to himself, and has a lot of self confidence. He knows that he is capable of fulfilling a task at hand. He doesn't need to boast about it, but at the same time, he knows what he can do.
Power hungry. Despite appearing to be shy and reserved, Griffywould do almost anything for sheer power. The only thing that Griffy wouldn't give up would be the trust of his friends, or his friends. He will not give up in a fight until he finds his opponent's weakness. In this way, he is also manipulative.
Most of the time he is a peace keeper but he looses his temper every now and then and lets his anger get the best of him. Griffy tries to keep his distance and to not get involved in any mayhem...unless it's worth it.
Despite being quiet most of the time, Grif talks now and again. Very rarely, however does this happen. When he speaks, it's always important, and it's in your best interest to listen...
He lives a fast paced lifestyle and has little time for friends, unless they can help him get ahead that is. He may seem calm all the time, but he lest his anger build and unleash it if need be.
Appearance (2 paragraphs): Griffy has the looks of the usual badger. He is lean, and strong. What is unique about him is the fact that his eyes are two-faced. Some days they are fierce, and look as if they can pierce through a wall. Other time, they are calm, mellow, and full of laziness, and carefree.
Griffy's main apparel is quite unique. He wears a long red tunic across his body. The young badger walks with a certain pride that makes him have a swagger. The tunic also has a scarlet hood with it, just in case he wants to hide his face. Usually, he has a good poker face that makes someone question what he's thinking.
Allegiance (Redwall, Salamanderstron, etc): Salamandastron, but later will go into Redwall
Weapons (1 paragraph): he doesn't have this one yet, but... The blade is slender, and curves slightly. Its handle, and entry of the blade is blood red. Near the side of it, it has small spikes near it. There is also a hilt to protect the wielder's hand. The sword all in all is nearly the size of him.
His current weapon: The blade is silver, and sleek. The hilt is light, and feels comfortable. Its grip is steady, and is hard to drop. The blade has the insignia of Salamandastron. The bottom handle is taped up, and has a brown circular shape on it.
Position (Only applies to Redwallers, Salamandastron resident and anyone in a tribe): Nephew of the current Salamandastron lord.
History (be detailed - 2 - 3 paragraphs): Grifty was born quite spoiled. His uncle was the badger lord. His mother, was also a badger, as was his father. Not much is known about his mother, or father though he would like to. All the time, his uncle tells him he was born on the shore of the stronghold. He always wanted to keep his mother's name, to remember her by. His parents names were Erak, and Kiara.
In his early years, not many dibbuns would speak to Griffy. They thought he was stuck up, or they thought he was weird. It didn't help that he didn't have a mother. Griffy didn't mind, actually. Sometimes it was better not to have many friends than have too many. But, the badger would meet someone.
When Griffy was venturing out of the kitchens, trying to eat a quick snack, he was caught by the kitchen maid's daughter. Her name was Luna. She was kind, and helped Griffy out of the jam. Still, that didn't help, when they both got smacked with an iron ladle. To this day, the two are best friends.
OOC: Is it okay, if he meets his mother later in the plot?
RP Sample (can be from another site): Wesley appeared from out of the Dining Pavilion. He had just finished one of his warm meals. That was enough to make him let out a smile. It, however, was not the smile. As in the one that meant trouble. As he got out, he felt a chill from the temperature. "Jeez, camp should ought to be more warm", Wes said out loud. He noticed a small figure going out. Of course, she was probably from Hermes cabin. Wesley recognized her. He couldn't say quite exactly what her name was though. The only name he had for her was...Trouble Maker.
That was probably Wesley's fault though. Wes had always been a bad influence to his cabin mates. He had taught at least five of them how to pick pocket, or steal. She, however just seemed to take it to the extreme. just by taking a gander at her told him that she was probably more...ambitious, or cunning than he was when he was her age. He smiled at that thought. Not quite a mini-me, but close enough.
Then something hit him. He had seen the Cabin Counselor, Connor string up a bow, and hurt himself. The little girl had laughed. Wes could not help himself either. He knelt down next to his brother. "Are you okay?" Wes asked as he felt a shade of red creep up on his left cheek. It was a little embarrassing to make one of his older brothers a little bit embarrassed. Then he turned to the girl. She had red hair, as did Wes. And his sister, Scarlett. Must be a Hermes thing, Wesley mused. He thought of something to say, but couldn't utter it out. It would be to weird, or he would regret saying something.
There was something about her that made him think. She looked five times more crafty, five times more...dangerous, five times more cunning...five times more lethal. Wes finally snapped back to reality, and was glad he didn't say anything.
