Narcyssus, The Blade
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NAR CYSSUS
Fighter, Bard
Blade
Half-Elf
Male
40
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Height: 5'-6"
Weight: 150 lbs.
WEAPONS OF CHOICE
dAGGER
DIRK
KNIFE
nUNCHAKA
sHORTSWORD
lONGSWORD
Background for Nar
Nar Cysuss��A deeper look into the life of a blade A Brief Description� As you all are standing around, something triggers a memory of when you met Nar for the first time�. You saw before you a halfelf dressed in all black clothing. He looks to be about 40(which is pretty young for a halfelf). He is 5�6� tall, 150lbs, with fair skin, black hair, and very light blue eyes that most can not resist gazing into. You notice something sparkling in his hands as he approaches and as he gets closer you notice that he is spinning about 5 knives in his left hand. They are so polished that they shine like diamonds being hit by the sun. It looks like he is using no effort to control the weapons, as if it comes naturally. You also notice him carrying on him a long sword, short sword, and nunchaku, possibly several other weapons also, for he wears a backpack that looks pretty full. And as he comes yet even closer, he does a double backflip while still spinning the knives, lands perfectly on both feet before you, and with his piercing blue eyes, looks directly at you, and with a sexy deep voice says, � Why hello, I am Cyssus�. Nar Cyssus.� And a second later a little bird lands on his shoulder, which then reminds you of when you first heard the story of Nar�s best friend�� The story of Omelet�� �OH, and this is my little friend. Would you like to hear the story of how we met?� He smiles, and you cant seem to stop looking into his eyes, and he begins the story�.. �Well this is a funny story! I was traveling to a small town by the river to perform and I had bought some eggs along the way from a small child. I placed the eggs in my backpack and traveled for a while longer, must have been a few hours, feeling a bit famished, I stopped to have a bite to eat.�, (by the way, as boring as this story may seem to you all, you are all intriged by the way Nar is telling it and you have to keep listening), He looks up and smiles at his bird, then to all of you and continues, �Reaching into my backpack for an egg, I pulled out to my surprise�. THIS little birdie. We shared some bread and water, and she has been with me ever since.� He smiles again, �And that is also why I call her �Omelet�, because she almost was one, and her brothers and sisters did not fair so well!� He pats his bird with a loving tap, �Isn�t that right Omelet!��Little Omelets� eyes light up with joy when she is talked to by Nar, and she lets out a little �Peep�. A Brief History�.. Nar Cyssus hasn�t really had much of a home town or anything like normal families have, if that such thing exists. He comes from a broken home�.a mother that was a little insane, mostly due to her husband drinking a little too much ale on a regular basis and coming home putting the hand to her. She was at one time in Nar�s life the most beautiful woman anyone could have layed eyes on. That is until the beatings started, and the pills that some peddler sold her to make her numb to it all had taken their effect. Nar Cyssus couldn�t handle living in that situation any longer, and after trying to get his mother to leave also with no luck, he ran off on his own. Young and scared, he had a fondness for finding old weapons lost in the wilderness and spending all day polishing them until they looked new again, and figuring out how to best use them if someone should come upon him and try to attack him, but mostly he would waste his day playing with them and doing various tricks with them. An old fellow had seen him doing his tricks in the wood some time ago and told him that he could make a few coins if he could do those tricks in front of a crowd, so Nar went from town to town looking for large crowds to perform for, and he found what the old man said to be true. The beautiful ladies would watch him perform, and throw him some coins as he did. As time went on Nar perfected his use of several different weapons, He even learned how to do a little blacksmithing and weaponsmithing along the way so he would have newer, more beautiful weapons to impress a crowd with. Also along his journey he picked up some acrobatic moves from a group of performers that he befriended. And now he has been settled here in this town for quite a while, seems the money keeps coming to him, and all of the pretty ladies keep coming to him also, so why leave. Kind of seems like he finally found a home to settle in, knows quite a bit of the local history around here also. But someday, he longs to return home and see his mother once more, and take her away from her troubles so she can be happy.