Schept



		Schept


			Character Name: Schept Alias(es): None Age: 27 Hair Color: Black Hair Style: Shaggy. His hair falls about his eyes, although he keeps it short in the back. Eye Color: Green Build: Lean; Muscled Weapons: None Magic/Powers: None Race: Human Class: Thief Piercings: None Jewellry: None Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Family: Schept left his home at the age of twenty, after stealing something valuable from another wealthy family. He occasionally sneaks a conversation with his sister, but is completely isolated otherwise. Personality: Very kind and polite. Schept doesn't follow the ideas of society, instead he operates on what he believes is right. Beliefs: Unassociated with religion. Schept believes that man changes the environment, and only man and his predators/prey are responsible for whatever happens.

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I will stress the symbolism of the picure before I start on anything else. Too often have I noticed spruced up characters wielding deadly magics and razor sharp swords (Or swords made from obsidian that would probably break after the first impact) romping around the RP's. So, now, I have decided to make a statement. Looking at the picture, one would think this is an advertisement for some quick sexual roleplay, but instead we will have a bit more of an intellectual look at this. His nakedness symbolizes having shed the shell of the RP society. He carries no weapon, he looks for no fight, and, most of all, he is a simple man. The lack of color in the above picture represents the simplicity of this character's life. It isn't colored with unbelievable drama or some unheard of tragedy that plagues the character with depression or quests. And, lastly, the blood. This could be interpreted as many things. However, my interpretation is that he has a sort of fragility that most characters refuse to accept. As a human, he is prone to sickness, to injury, to disease, and, most importantly, emotion. As the blood appears to drip down his arm, it also reminds me of the reality of the age our characters are in. Famine, poverty, and various other perpetual obstacles have hindered mankind's progress for all eternity. Somehow, we, as writers and RP'ers, have overlooked that fact and assumed that the lives of our characters are bountiful and lucky. Infinite amounts of gold and jewels and magic spew from the closed fists of our hands and pockets, and reality is shrugged off. The blood and tenseness of the body are signs of pain. Pain, the very thing we overlook in the RP! Wow, go figure! Perhaps color could be added into this picture if the reality of life helped color the fiction of our RP. Now, I'm done venting. Here's your small character description: Upon first approaching Schept, one finds that he is very kind. His eyes never wander below someone's face at the wrong time or make degrading whistles at someone he finds unbearably attractive. Instead, he keeps comments to himself. This detail is important because of his prominent joy for taverns. Often, he sits at his table (After having picked his poison) and drinks, slowly nodding back and forth until he either passes out or when he runs out of drink. Schept is a social fellow, although only when someone has approached him first. He remains quiet and watches people when not overwhelmed with inebriant. Sometimes he is considered odd or rude because he appears to be staring intently. One mustn't be fooled, though. His true intentions are kept hidden, and he keeps a sharp eye for his openings. His light fingers have been known to pick the pocket of an occasional drunkard or find the keys to some locked up chest. He has become a great liar through the years, and has figured his way to get out of things easily. But, as we all know, lies don't always fall through. Sometimes Schept finds himself running from an angry group/ angered man when things go wrong. Schept keeps his face well shaven. He has become very skilled at shaving without a mirror. However, the bangs of his hair grow out and tickle his eyebrows and the hair covers his ears, leaving barely noticeable bulges in the hair on the sides of his head where his ears are. His clothes are bland. He wears what he can find (Or steal), and doesn't usually see a bath or opportunity to wash his clothes unless he passes by a river. Lastly, Schept sticks to a solitary lifestyle, usually finding that his involvement with others takes him to unwanted places. But, he's very open to finding a travelling companion.

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