Post by Jacky on May 2, 2011 19:02:14 GMT -5
First Name: Erik
Last Name: Treichler
Short Description: A weapon meister of Swiss decent with an oft interesting sense of humour and an array of strange allies.
What you are: Meister (Halberd/Swiss voulge)
Physical Description + Personality: While by no means 'tall', Erik strikes a rather imposing figure, carrying himself with an air of self-assured confidence, which is very often mistaken for arrogance by others in the DWMA, and around Death City in general. He speaks in dulcet tones and has a habit of absently tugging on the sleeves of his shirt when thinking about something - a thing he does more and more often as time goes on. He's very prone to strange moods of silence, and despite being physically fit and oft graceful, he can be prone to fits of physical weakness that stems from a rarely-alluded to disease or ailment that he carries, but says is genetic when directly confronted. Because of this, he is also prone to the occasional migraine. He possess soft, layered blonde hair, creamy-to-tanned skin (depending on the weather) and sharp brown eyes, one of which is cut in half horizontally and coloured blue - something known simply as heterochromia. It does not affect his vision. He can often be found wearing black (often dress) pants, black shoes, a long-sleeved white dress shirt, complete with a collar, and a plain black vest - like something someone would wear when playing an instrument at a concert. When he's not wearing the vest, he can be found with an undone or loose tie around his neck instead. He is eighteen (almost nineteen) years of age, and, strangely enough, wears a simple necklace on a black string with a pendant shaped like the "Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross", without the swastika in the middle of it.
Last Name: Treichler
Short Description: A weapon meister of Swiss decent with an oft interesting sense of humour and an array of strange allies.
What you are: Meister (Halberd/Swiss voulge)
Physical Description + Personality: While by no means 'tall', Erik strikes a rather imposing figure, carrying himself with an air of self-assured confidence, which is very often mistaken for arrogance by others in the DWMA, and around Death City in general. He speaks in dulcet tones and has a habit of absently tugging on the sleeves of his shirt when thinking about something - a thing he does more and more often as time goes on. He's very prone to strange moods of silence, and despite being physically fit and oft graceful, he can be prone to fits of physical weakness that stems from a rarely-alluded to disease or ailment that he carries, but says is genetic when directly confronted. Because of this, he is also prone to the occasional migraine. He possess soft, layered blonde hair, creamy-to-tanned skin (depending on the weather) and sharp brown eyes, one of which is cut in half horizontally and coloured blue - something known simply as heterochromia. It does not affect his vision. He can often be found wearing black (often dress) pants, black shoes, a long-sleeved white dress shirt, complete with a collar, and a plain black vest - like something someone would wear when playing an instrument at a concert. When he's not wearing the vest, he can be found with an undone or loose tie around his neck instead. He is eighteen (almost nineteen) years of age, and, strangely enough, wears a simple necklace on a black string with a pendant shaped like the "Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross", without the swastika in the middle of it.
he's cool *yayz*...I'll add you to the directory *runs&adds*