Post by Hektor on Nov 29, 2008 23:04:21 GMT -5
Hector
heroic, chivalrous, regal
heroic, chivalrous, regal
' ' BEHIND THE SCENE
Your name: just call me steph
How long have you been RPing?around two or three years
Where/How did you find us? to be honest, on a google search
BACK TO BASICS ' '
Name: Hector
Age: 25
Type: Mortal
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Title/Position: None
Occupation: Prince of Troy and leader of the armed forces
Nationality: Trojan
' ' STRIKE A POSE
Celeb you're using: Eric Bana
Skin: Tanned
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark brown, curly, down to shoulder but always tied back.
Markings or Scars: Few scars on his arms from previous battles. Noticeable scar over left eye.
Body type: Muscular from all that fighting, solid
Clothing: As normal palace-wear, he wears a plain white chiton. However, in battle, he wears a suit of armor given to him by the finest blacksmith in all of Troy, as well as a blue cape.
Overall Description: Strong and squarely built, Hektor is no man to mess with. He is around six feet tall, and all weigh is from muscle. He has facial hair, but tends to keep it close-cut and trim to avoid it getting caught in his helmet. His movements, despite his bulk, are graceful and it is considered a great honor to watch him practice because of the effortlessness of his movements. He has a handsome face, with a nose that curves down slightly and gentle eyes.
LET'S GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER ' '
Personality Description: Raised as the prince of Troy and heir to the throne, Hektor is a man of regal stature and personality. Noble and chivalrous, he is quick to help in the palace, from carrying fibers for the women at the loom or watching over the smaller children, no task is beneath him. He is a firm believer in hard work, and scoffs at the lazy princes of other kingdoms. He encourages his soldiers to train, women to work, and hings to get done in the kingdom. He is also merciless on the battlefield towards anyone who kills his brothers in combat. His tough, calm front obscures a much more gentle side of this warrior-prince, whose yearning for a wife has left him nearly heartbroken. He wonders if love was ever written in his Fate, and can't wait until his fiance finally meets him.
Likes: Peaceful and intelligent conversation, Andromache, protecting his people and country, his family
Dislikes: Unnecessary bloodshed and fighting, those who do not honor the gods, lazy nobility, those who wish to hurt his country
Strength: Courageous and honorable fighter, fair-minded
Weaknesses: Unwavering in even the most dangerous situations (which could easily get him killed), persistant to a fault, believes that everyone will be fair and honest with him
Powers/Abilities: The heart of a lion, excellant warrior in hand-to-hand combat; they don't call him man-slaying Hector for nothing.
' ' WELCOME TO MY LIFE
Spouse/Lover: none yet
Relationship Status: engaged to Andromache
Family: Priam- Father, Hecuba- Mother, Paris - Brother (and many others)
History: Born to Priam and his queen, Hecuba, Hektor was the first born son and child of the king of Troy. The old monarch loved his son deeply, and started grooming him to rule. He, as he grew up, also gained multiple brothers and sisters to play with. All were children of noble blood, and trained how to behave as such. As well, the sons of Hecuba also were trained how to rule the country, in case Hektor was ever killed. The children, however, lived a happy and carefree childhood. Hektor became known for his ability to tame horses, and his current steed, Kyros, was trained by him when he was 10 years old.
I was when he was 12 when he found out he was betrothed to a princess of Thebe, Andromache. Although he did not know of her great beauty and charm, he fell in love with her and spent a great deal of his time writing letters to her and poems in her honor. His brothers often poked fun at him for this, but he did not seem to mind. He was smitten, and even during battles and campaigns for his country, in which he fought valiantly in, he could never stop thinking about her. However, even though he is now 25, he has yet to meet his fiance. This weighs on his heart heavily, and of recent is more apt to staying in the palace than venture out to meet with his advisoris and siblings...
ANYTHING ELSE ' '
Roleplaying Sample: It was some time in the morning, from what I could make out from above the trees. I was standing in a clearing surrounded by massive trees, shadowed by the lack of sunlight. It was exactly where Kerrigor had told me to be this morning, and I followed his every instruction to a T. Anything to please him and win his support and trust. Anything to have me stay with Edge and Rae. To be honest, I was not sure why my adoptive father asked me out here this early. From what I had heard, Edge was also asked to this same spot at the same time. How strange, I thought.
Maybe he was going to teach us something. Oh, how exciting that sounded! Maybe how to rear up properly, or the proper way to woo a mare. The thought, however, soon left my mind at the thought of the filly I had met at Les Enfants the other day. Cara was her name, and her voice rang through my head over and over again. She was such a sweet filly and a great friend; I felt dizzy whenever I even thought of her name. I didn't know the name of this feeling I was experiencing, but it was good.
Nonetheless, I continued to wait patiently for the prince and the king, wondering and daydreaming...
(from a horse rp site; hope you don't mind me using that one)
