Name: Will Icer
Age: 17
Eyes: Will has light brown eyes
Hair: a shaggy flop of brown hair that falls in front of Will's eyes if he isn't paying attention.
Body: Tall and slim in size, but he is surprisingly tough and wiry for his stature.
Personality: Usually happy and outgoing, but when Will is truly angry, he is ruthless and suspicious of everyone.
Abilities: Will is incredibly gifted at archery, accurate even with the smallest chance to aim. He is also very fast and agile and when he intends to he can blend his movements together so that he is literally a blur.
Weapons: Will carries a longbow and hunting knife, his bow is roughly his height and is made mainly of lemonwood and hickory, he made it himself as a child and has reinforced it with many strong woods in the process. His hunting knife is of regular design but is made of layers of tempered steel sharpened to a razor so sharp that it is never nicked or damaged.
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Will Icer
They say I have a good eye.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by blondy45
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So begins...
Will Icer's Story
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Unfortunately, Will's true talents lied in archery, if he had been an actual professional, he would of darted out of reach, but being who he was, over confident in his own powress, he landed face down on the hard wood floor, defeat just wouldn't do, but he was staring at it in the face, he tried to get up, his arms lifting his upper body up, but he had misjudged the hurt in his spine, a spike of pain shot through him, sending him crumpling down to the floor agaiin. He lay there for a minute, then, risking more pain he rolled over to his back and stared up at the ceiling, then his eyes flicking to Savannah, he said, "How about a hand? Or is that a little to farfetched?"
"Fine then," Will pulled himself up to a sitting position, then slowly, trying to judge his spine capabilities, he stood. He looked at Savannah, feeling his injuries, then judging hers, not much by what he could gather, he have to find another way, "Well its not like I'm that distrustful am I?" He gave her a smile, not a warm one, just an easy going smile that begged trust, "Do you wanna stop this and find something else to do, I could use a drink. Or we could continue this, its quite exciting to fight you, your unpredictable."
Will looked quizzically after Savannah, he grabbed his cloak, bow and quiver from the floor and followed Savannah, he may not have a ompanion, but he needed some ice and an ale
The setting changes from Master's Dojo to Dark Woods
A dark figure drifted through the trees, cloaked in a mottled green cloak Will seemed to shimmer in and out of invisibility. He was completely soundless, barely disturbing a blade of grass. He continued til he came up to a man, who seemed to be talking to a bush. Will cocked his head slightly in curiosity. Settling down next to a tree he used his cloak to blend into the background. Completely soundless, he began to meditate.
Will looked up, who the hell had blown off his cloak? After hearing the roar he looked around, breaking the number one rule of concealment, never move until your sure you've been caught. He looked towards the direction of the roar. "Um, I was meditating over here, finding internal peace, you know? Did I have to ask permission or something?"
"It's fine, I'll just move on then," Picking up his cloak he bowed to the spirit who had spoken to him, "Thanks I guess for, um, throwing my cloak on the ground," throwing his cloak over his shoulder's he wlaked briskly away, blending into the trees.
The setting changes from Dark Woods to Gambit's Bar
The front door of Gambit's opened softly and Will walked in, his soft leather boots barely making a sound. A deep cowl rested on his head, throwing shadows across his face. A mottled green cloak flowed behind him, it seemed to shimmer in forest greens and browns. His hand rested on the hilt of a hunting dagger, as if for reassurance. He took a seat at a bar stool and looked around at the almost empty bar, spotting a woman on a bar stool near to him, he nodded a greeting and ordered a water, placing notes on the counter.
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