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Caithren
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« on: December 22, 2006, 05:47:16 AM »

Name
Caithren Shudmeyer

Gender
Male

Age
21

Race
Halfling

Tribe
Helmonds Shire

Occupation
Miscreant

Title
Jack of All Trades

Overview
Caithren is a cocksure, in your face, wisecracking nuisance. Enough said about his overall personality, Caithren tends to be over intuitive, underhanded and downright uncivil at times. Known as “That short fellow what swindled me” to most “Caithren” to his associates and “that damned hobbit” to anyone in a position of respectable authority. The less said about his behaviour and language, the better.

Physical Appearance
Caith, as he is known to some, is roughly a ped tall, with a tangled mess of auburn hair that looks like it hasn’t seen any form of water other than rain for months on end, nor a comb for that matter. He tends to walk with something of a cross between a skip and a mad run for his life, dependant on the situation. He has a “rather dashing” looking scar on his right cheek and a pair of wily looking blue eyes and a charismatic smile to match. He is longer in the leg than he is in the body, and lacks the rather prominent “build” of his folk, though this is generally attributed to the fair amount of exercise he gets being run out of towns, villages, inns, taverns and any other respectable establishment that could possibly come to mind as well as several... well less than respectable establishments.
   
Clothes
Caith wears a pair of burgundy slacks, a rather dirty shirt that may have at one time been white and a red vest, which is in much the same condition as the rest of his clothing. Being a hobbit, he does not wear shoes, even in the coldest of climates (though what respectable sort of hobbit would get caught away from hearth and food I do not know). Caith also has a longish ankle length traveling jacket made of leather and lined on the inside, which occasionally doubles as a blanket or a sleeping mat if the situation should call for it. The jacket has numerous pockets where Caith keeps the occasional trick or two as well as a “damned wicked sharp” dagger.

Personality
Caith will not stop talking unless his life or his wallet depended on it. Numerous times he has talked his way into and out of trouble as well as at the most inopportune time piped up and offended someone or said something he oughtn’t have said. He is overconfident most of the time, optimistic much of the time and downright uncivil whenever it is possible. In short, Caithren has a mouth on him and he knows how to use it, along with a silver tongue as sharp as any dagger. He is possibly the worst character witness you could look to ever for proof of hobbitish personality and habbits.
   
a) Strengths

Charisma-
Caithren has a talent for talking. It’s one of his few redeeming qualities. Charisma simply oozes off of his person at times and he never seems to run out of opportune compliments and methods of giving lip service to people, particularly those in positions of authority.

Wit-Along with his charisma, this is the only other quality that anyone would find of use on a day-to-day basis. The cogs in Caith’s mind are a never ceasing piece of machinery, constantly churning out ideas, insults, and witty comments on a regular basis.

Fast Feet-As a result of a fair bit of running and dodging and generally getting out of unpleasant situations, Caithren can run rather quickly when necessary, even though he prefers a jaunty sort of stride most of the time.

Boomerang- Caithren is somewhat proficient with his boomerang, though because of the metal edge it still occasionally cuts his hand.

b) Weaknesses

Overconfident-Caith’s general aura of overconfidence is obvious enough that a deaf man would smell it if he couldn’t hear it in Caith’s speech. He thinks he will not run out of ideas and ways of getting out of trouble. This however is not the case.

Mouthy- Caith is mouthy in the extreme. He will not stop talking unless unconscious, though he has been known to talk in his sleep as well. He will mouth off to almost anyone at anytime unless he has a very good deal of respect for him or her. Needless to say, this is why his feet wind up having to run so fast.

Greed-If there’s money to be had, Caithren will be there. The tinkling sound of copper, silver and gold coins is irresistible to Caith and he will go very far in pursuit of the elusive goldbard, usually failing to regard the law and sometimes his own safety and that of others.

History
Caithren was born in Helmondshire, the son of an enterprising, gentlemanly sort of hobbit, the polar opposite of his wily, boistrous over-the top son. Hoping his son would grow up to be a farmer, Caithren was taught as such. This was not the case.
Caithren ran away from home at the age of 15 and began to become the person he is today. He never really became mouthy perse; some say it is a defensive mechanism against the rest of the world. He would start talking and never stop. He also never really fit in. Some said it was bad blood on his mother's side, others say he was just born queer, but Caith always attributes it to a general "overall 'atred of the 'ole lifestyle, 'cept the food, the food I could get used to."

Caithren took up thievery and odd jobs ranging from messenger to scullery in order to keep himself fed. As a result of this, Caithren has developed something of a plethora of skills. While he excels at absolutely nothing beyond eating his fill and perhaps running away, Caithren has knowledge enough to pass as some sort of worker of any respectable descripton except a farmer.

Caithren's travels, as best documented by his frequent traveling partner the mullorc Dagaz, have led him across the length and bredth of Southern Sarvonia, from Ciosa to Bardavos, from Astran to Remusiat from Voldar to Strata and beyond in a frantic dash between hunger, danger and general mischief whenever possible. Caithren's more notable exploits include disrupting a concert by a Masterbard in Bardavos by replacing a meat pie with one filled with corbies, stealing the wig of a nobleman and attaching it to the weathervane on the victim's house and colouring the water in the well of a small town bright green, leading to a state of minor panic and several rather angered housewives threatening to have his hide.

Caithren has consorted with everyone from dwarves to brownies, including orcs and occasionally the mullorc Dagaz, who seems to have been the only repetitive associate for four years by most accounts. The most reliable stories place Caithren meeting Dagaz a little south of Astran, and picking up again with him a little west of Astran while being chased by a rather angry group of drunks.

A second meeting occured three months later, when Dagaz encountered Caithren in the company of a group of Black Butterfly Rovers, where he managed to be run out after a rather major... indiscretion which he prefers not to speak about.

The pair traveled for a month until they split up in Milkengrad, where Caithren caught a ship north. He managed to hitch a ride with a caravan into Remusian lands. The excursion ended poorly, with Caithren secreted in a ship's hold and not likely to return to the north for fear of the Remusian port authorities among others.

For the past while, Caithren has been wandering the Santharian heartland and trying not to get himself hanged or otherwise "kilt".

During these travels Caith acquired his new favourite “toy” a metal edged boomerang. Occasionally he still cuts himself, due to the fact that he had to train himself how to throw it so that it “won’t come back and slice me ‘ead off.” He also met Writ, a stray Chollian waterdog. The stray followed Caithren right out of town (mostly because he smelt like meat.) and the two have been inseparable ever since.

Weapons
A boomerang and a dagger, though it is large enough to be a sword for the little hobbit. The boomerang is metal edged and is lovingly referred to by Caith as “like a lit’l puppy, but occasionally it don’t come back, or try to bite your ‘and”

Belongings
Boomerang aside, the only belonging that Caith has of any value is Writ, his dog.

Familiars
Caith has a rather large dog, which he can ride if need be. The dog is named Writ, and is a rather stout companion. He is a Cholian Waterdog, with a dirty gold coloured fur streaked with bits of brown. Rather quiet most of the time, Writ only seems to bark at persons who smell of perfume or somesuch trifle; Caith has often said " 'E just don't like 'em nobles... no one does mind choo." Writ is intensely loyal and is exceptionally good at producing that forlorn stare that would make your heart melt.

I've done gone and created the anti-hobbit! it's the most unhobbitlike hobbit you'll ever meet!
« Last Edit: November 24, 2009, 02:37:14 AM by Azhira Elrosse » Logged

I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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« Reply #1 on: December 22, 2006, 06:33:41 AM »

Though they may travel together and usually they are together. Odds are at some point they will not be interacting with the same person at the same time. Or doing the same thing at the same time., therefore it is likely you will need to make separate accounts for them with their CDs unique to each user name.
~Sincerely~
Cáo fá cár'tuulén:Twen Araerwen
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« Reply #2 on: December 22, 2006, 06:36:53 AM »

Alright then. Just experimenting. Sucks that I've got to pull a new e-mail though.
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I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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« Reply #3 on: December 22, 2006, 07:32:14 AM »

If you use yahoo email you can have upto 4 user names sharing the same email account. This is what I have done since the migration of the RPG boards. There are also some other useful tips in my thread in the OOC forum. :)
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« Reply #4 on: December 22, 2006, 08:29:50 AM »

alright twen. If you don't  mind it'd be appreciated if we kept to the comments only here. Just in case you're wondering i've not yet managed to get the other CD reformated and reposted.
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« Reply #5 on: December 22, 2006, 05:17:09 PM »

I love hobbit characters. My comments are in Gray (i've decided to take that as my new commenting color, seeing as others use red, and the color seems to show.

Name
Caithren

Gender
Male

Age
19 This is a bit young, Hobbits age slowly I believe.

Race
Halfling

Tribe
(this really wasn’t specified on the site for hobbits) The two tribes that have write ups are avialable onsite, though they are really just hobbits from different shires, and not really what one might call tribes. Click on the southern sarvonia link when you access the hobbit menu and you will see them.

Occupation
Mercenary of sorts

Title
Jack of All Trades

Overview
Caithren is a cocksure, in your face, wisecracking nuisance. I like him already Enough said about his overall personality, Caithren tends to be over intuitive, underhanded and downright uncivil at times This seems rather unhobbit like.. Known as “That short fellow what swindled me” to most “Caithren” to his associates and “that damned hobbit” to anyone in a position of respectable authority. Once again, not very hobbitesque, they are usually much more laid back.

Physical Appearance

Caith as he is known to some is roughly a ped tall, with a tangled mess of auburn hair that looks like it hasn’t seen any form of water other than rain for months on end, nor a comb for that matter. He tends to walk with something of a cross between a skip and a mad run for his life, dependant on the situation. He has a “rather dashing” looking scar on his right cheek and a pair of wily looking blue eyes and a charismatic smile to match. He is longer in the leg than he is in the body, and lacks the rather prominent “hobbitish belly” of his folk that usually doesn't show up untill the later years. So his lacking is pretty normal, though this is generally attributed to the fair amount of exercise he gets being run out of towns, villages, inns, taverns and any other respectable establishment that could possibly come to mind as well as several less than respectable establishments as well.
   
Clothes

Caith wears a pair of burgundy slacks, a rather dirty shirt that may have at one time been white, and a red vest, which is in much the same condition as the rest of his clothing. Being a hobbit, he does not wear shoes, even in the coldest of climates (though what respectable sort of hobbit would get caught away from hearth and food I do not know)on that subject, why does he?. Caith also has a longish ankle length traveling jacket made of leather and lined on the inside, which occasionally doubles as a blanket or a sleeping mat if the situation should call for it. The jacket has numerous pockets where Caith keeps the occasional trick or two as well as a “damned wicked sharp” dagger.

Personality

Caith will not stop talking unless his life or his wallet depended on it. Numerous times he has talked his way into and out of trouble as well as at the most inopportune time piped up and offended someone or said something he oughtn’t have said. He is overconfident most of the time, optimistic most of the time and downright uncivil whenever it is possible. once again, hobbits are just about the image of civil, in most cases In short, Caithren has a mouth on him and he knows how to use it, along with a silver tongue as sharp as any dagger.
   
a) Strengths

Charisma-Caithren has a talent for talking. It’s one of his few redeeming qualities. Charisma simply oozes off of his person at times and he never seems to run out of opportune compliments and methods of giving lip service to people, particularly those in positions of authority.

Wit-Along with his charisma, this is the only other quality that anyone would find of use on a day-to-day basis. The cogs in Caith’s mind are a never ceasing piece of machinery, constantly churning out ideas, insults, and witty comments on a regular basis.

Fast Feet-As a result of a fair bit of running and dodging and generally getting out of unpleasant situations, Caithren can run rather quickly when necessary, even though he prefers a jaunty sort of stride most of the time.

b) Weaknesses

Overconfident-Caith’s general aura of overconfidence is obvious enough that a blind deaf man would smell it if he couldn’t hear it in Caith’s speech. He thinks he will not run out of ideas and ways of getting out of trouble. This however is not the case.

Mouthy- Caith is mouthy in the extreme. He will not stop talking unless unconscious, though he has been known to talk in his sleep as well. He will mouth off to almost anyone at anytime unless he has a very good deal of respect for him or her. Needless to say, this is why his feet wind up having to run so fast.

Greed-If there’s money to be had, Caithren will be there. The tinkling sound of copper, silver and gold coins is irresistible to Caith and he will go very far in pursuit of the elusive goldbard, usually failing to regard the law and sometimes his own safety and that of others.

Looks good now, but the Orc will need to keep it balanced

History

Caithren was born in Helmonds Shire This would make youre tribe "Helmonds Shire, the son of an enterprising, gentlemanly sort of hobbit. Hopping that is like jumping up and down. hoping is the word you are loking for his son would grow up to be a farmer, Caithren was taught as such. This was not the case It sounds like you are saying his being taught to farm was not the case, rather than the fact that he chose a different life. Caithren ran away from home at the age of 15 and began to become the person he is today. He never really became mouthy?; some say it is a defensive mechanism against the rest of the world. He would start talking and never stop. Your point is now officially lost to me. Also it would be wise to break this into paragraphs by topic, but there isn't really enough meat for that, so rather use very very nice transitions Around age 17 while hanging around the gates of Nyermersys, Caithren ran into, quite literally, Scyern. The Osther-Oc orc would up giving him the scar on his right cheek after Caith ran his mouth ahead of his brain and insulted the imposing orc. The two became fast friends. Scyern was not that fast with “thinking sort of things” and Caith couldn’t fight all that well. The pair set themselves up as mercenaries of sorts and began traveling the land. You are going to ned more basis than that. Better sentence structure and transitions would also help.
 
During these travels Caith acquired his new favourite “toy”, a metal edged boomerang. Occasionally he still cuts himself, due to the fact that he had to train himself how to throw it so that it “ won’t come back and slice me ‘ead off.” This skill should be written up in his strengths, though you can note his lack of ability

Weapons

A boomerang and a dagger, though it is large enough to be a sword for the little hobbit. The boomerang is metal edged and is lovingly referred to by Caith as “like a lit’l puppy, but occasionally it don’t come back, or try to bite your ‘and”

Belongings

Boomerang aside, the only belonging that Caith has of any value is Writ, his dog.

Familiars

Caith has a rather big dog, which he can ride if need be. The dog is named Writ, and is a rather stout companion. If you can call the big lug of an orc a familiar I’d guess Scyern counts too… you might tell us what kind of dog he is, and perhaps a bit about his personality?

Its a nice CD, but you need to describe why he is the way he is. Hobbits are peace loving and enjoy the comforts of home and hearth. Fix up some grammar issues and give us some transitions. With a bit more explaination im sure this will be a quick approval. Can't wait to read the orc.
« Last Edit: December 22, 2006, 09:38:34 PM by Rvahr the Hunter » Logged

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« Reply #6 on: December 22, 2006, 08:44:45 PM »

Rvahr. The comments were in BLACK. It is nae impossible to read them without highlighting the phrases
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I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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« Reply #7 on: December 22, 2006, 09:26:10 PM »

Seriously? They show up great on my screen! lol. Perhaps because my contrast is better than yours? I have no idea.  Undecided

What should be my newest commenting color then? Blue shows terrible in the new forums, and green is pikes thing.. eh w/e. Well, you can deal with highlighting for now.

and you thought I was serious. Color any better now? You are one lucky dude, my halfling friend, because now you are my official color test dummy.
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« Reply #8 on: December 23, 2006, 09:48:34 AM »

try yellow. Yellow is cool. Everyone else's colours come up fine, it's just you i think.
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I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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« Reply #9 on: December 23, 2006, 12:17:37 PM »

right then... edits... more edits... still working... but putting exclamation up again.
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I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good

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« Reply #10 on: December 23, 2006, 12:49:59 PM »

Still working = pencil icon
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« Reply #11 on: December 23, 2006, 01:22:36 PM »

i know twen. the icon was chsnged because it was at a stage for further  comments.
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« Reply #12 on: December 23, 2006, 01:37:06 PM »

Ok Niccoli, simple and to the point. Ready for comments means all comments have been integrated and those that have not are properly addressed with reasons WHY they were not done. The posticon does not change in midstride, because further comments before these points are addressed could lead others to comment on things you are working on. You have run into this particular point in other forums and created tension over it, hence I lay it to rest for you in the CD-Creation forum. "As my friend Rvahr would put it: That is how I roll." ;) End of discussion.
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•º•ancient and full of death.•º•
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« Reply #13 on: January 05, 2007, 02:42:18 AM »

I'm now entirely sure that I've gotten everything integrated.
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« Reply #14 on: January 09, 2007, 08:49:38 PM »

Yep definetly sure. I am completly sure that aside from a nominal spell check, everything should be there.
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