Description
IS TEMPORARILY RETIRED UNTIL MY RETURN FROM BOOTCAMP
Name: Dante Evermoure
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Straight
Class: Rouge
Species: Human
Hair Color: Blond
Eye Color: Green, that have a tendency to glow at times.
Skin Tone: Medium Tan
Body Build: Athletic, muscular, slightly tall
Weight: 182lbs
Height: 6'2"
Personality
He's youthful, energetic, he doesn't like being put with his father's name. Can be quite rebellious at times, he doesn't know when to quit sometimes as well.
Equipment
Armor (Some pictures are just examples of what the armor looks like)
Just the leg armor in this image, and the armor on the left arm is switched to the right.
His main weapon, a saber
History
Dante's life has been unfortunately for him, pinned to that of his father's. As a famous paladin, Dante's father traveled to many places throughout the world aiding villages when he could. On one particular journey, the paladin returned cradling a baby boy in his arms. Despite how many people asked, and who asked him the man would not tell who the boy's mother was. All that he would say, is that she was a beautiful woman and unfortunately died in labor. Living in the rather strict, moralized, and safe world with the Argent Crusaders Dante was given high hopes to pursue a field like his father. Though, there was an underlining of suspicion among others about him. He seemed to be 'crafted' due to his rather impressive looks, that seemed a bit too soft for a human. And how his eyes would glow at the most random of times, there would be moments where he didn't look human at all.
Needless to say, that despite his status due to his father, a group of individuals would always appose him. Life became harder for him, at the age of 12 when his father died. Needless to say, that it rocked Dante but he soon recovered from a brief depression. After that, he had begun training to be a crusader like the other individuals he had grown up with. But he never truly did like that idea. After six years of intense training, he was given a letter which happened to be his father's last will and testimony only to be given once he had become of age.
His father's last request, was to travel to seek certain individuals, if they were still alive by this time to deliver them a letter by his father. They would know that he is his son, by the crest which sealed the letter. Though, what Dante does not expect is the details inside the letters, that will change his life forever.
His father had many enemies through his life, and only a very few were skilled enough to where he did not have the heart to defeat them. He figured that it would be a waist of a worthy life, no matter what their cause was. Dante will now venture, unbeknown to him that his father will write him off to those individuals. Now Dante is to be trained, by his father's enemies in combat, magic, survival, or any other worthwhile skill that he could not learn from the Crusaders.
So begins...
Dante Evermoure Looked to Viarra and smiled. "Oh, hey. sorry I didn't see you.." He would lean over, and kiss her cheek scooting closer.
Dante Evermoure Grinned, and took the bottle. "Alright, how many should we bring?" He decided to wrap an around around her slender waist and pull her closer. He was much more comfortable with her now, than when he did at first.
Dante Evermoure His cheeks turned scarlet as she climbed in his lap, and wrapped both arms around her waist. "Alright, I think 12 will be fine then..." He blushed more, and deepened the short kiss closing his eyes.
Dante Evermoure "Oh.." blushed more thinking of, a bunch of women like Viarra in the village and just him. "V-Very true... Then, I'll assume 60 then?"
Dante Evermoure "Shouldn't take long, but I need something to carry them with. And I can't carry 60 by hand."
Dante Evermoure Looked at her butt, as she bent over and stared for a moment... After a moment or two, he snapped out of his trance, and hopped over the counter. "Oh look, a box with wheels..." He pulled up a large rollable cooler. "This looks like it can hold a lot... and keep them cold too." He smiled, up at Viarra.
Dante Evermoure Looked up at her, his bright a tinge of red. "Uh, ok..." He walked around the bar, cooler in toe behind him. "L-Let's go home.."
Dante Evermoure Walked out of the door, behind Viarra with the huge supply of beer.
Dante Evermoure Would walk in after Viarra and followed her to the booth. "Want anything to drink love?"
Dante Evermoure "Alright love..." He sat beside Viarra, and snuggled closer to her.
Dante Evermoure Frowned watching Tyranious leave, and leaned in to kiss her back. "I love you Viarra.... I'll never leave you. I promise."
Dante Evermoure Smiled and closed his eyes. "Even if the most beautiful women in the world join our tribe. I'll be with you..."
Dante Evermoure Blushed heavily. "No... Seriously?"
Dante Evermoure "Then I'll help you fight..."
Dante Evermoure "Of course love..." He kissed her quickly, then got up and ordered two beers. He walked back and placed one in front of her. "Fine, then I want to be marked by you... forever."
Dante Evermoure Nodded "I am more than sure love... anything for you. I don't want to put you in danger, for jsut being with me."
Dante Evermoure nodded happily. "Alright, but... where may i ask are the palces?"
Dante Evermoure "Where are the marks going to be placed?"
Dante Evermoure Blinked "Ok.... Wait what!?" He shouted, pputting a hand over his crotch. "W-Well... If it makes me yours. Then I'll do it."
Dante Evermoure Blushed softly. "alright, that'll make it better..." He smiled, and embraced the kiss.