Samaiel Drake « Thread Started on Feb 27, 2007, 11:34pm »
Full Name: Samaiel Drake
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Rank: Peasant
Occupation: Healer
Possessions: N/A
Location: Fanair
Appearance: Samaiel has thick, long black hair. It reaches just below his shoulder blades, even when in a pony tail. It is naturally longer out of a pony tail, but he seldom lets it down. His bangs are pushed to one side and if pulled straight, they would reach his chin. The hair pulled back in the pony tail has a tendency to curl very lightly at the tips.
His face and skin are paler than the commoner, but not by much. He keeps his chin free of any facial hair or stubble. His eyes are a bright, piercing blue, hiding under lashes that resemble his hair. They are thick, dark, and curl just slightly at the tips. He is rather tall and gangly. He can't seem to build his weight up, thus giving him a weak and slender appearance, despite the fact that he has enough (not much however) muscle to get him out of a tight spot, thus resorting to healing.
Personality: Samaiel is one of those beings whose bark exceeds his bite. Due to his appearance, people aren't easily threatened by him, and in all honesty he isn't the best fighter. Despite this he has a rather sharp tongue, throwing in an insult or harsh word into a conversation with someone he dislikes whenever he sees an opening. He has a huge ego, and demands respect. He forces the title Drake upon those who he feels are unworthy of calling him by his first name. Contrary to what people believe about him, he is far from impulsive... But a quick thinker. His mind always surpasses his physical abilities.
He tends to be fiercely loyal to those he cares for, and defends anyone, that is unless he dislikes them. He has a little bit of a hard time starting up a conversation, and can have a bit of a hard exterior, but once the ice is broken he's easy to get along with most personalities. He can be a bit sarcastic at times as well.
History: Even as a child this boy's frame was slender and thin. His mother thought nothing of it, as mothers tend to be blind to these sort of things. His father however pushed him extremely hard, wanting him to be a soldier. Samaiel did as his father instructed him, but never found a bit of passion in fighting. He would always help those in need however, and found that healing held much more interest than what his father was trying to teach him. When he wasn't practicing with his dad, he would search for any mild wound or wounded animal to practice treating. He didn't want to drop his fighting however, due to it's usefulness in a tight situation... Even if he wasn't very sturdily built.