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Post by punkem on Nov 22, 2010 17:50:30 GMT -5
How much is real? So much to question...an epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything when thought came from the heart it never did right from the start.The time currently is half past three in the afternoon. The river in this forest looks remarkably peaceful, that is if you discount the fact that there are no animals in plain sight. There are trees upon trees upon trees while at the other side of the river were guess what...even more trees. But there is a road like gap near the river, which shows that people have been through here from time to time. The nearest thing to the river is a huge rock and against this rock is a round shield with a horn in front of it. Yet the thing most noticeable about the deeply steep river is the bubbles flooding about in the middle of the river. The bubbling suddenly built up in size and speed until a head popped out. This was the head of the head of the brown-haired William Von Wilkstein. As soon as the head came out the upper body followed out the word. In the male's right hand is his sword and when he swam toward the rock, it was revealed that William is holding a lot of fish, in his left hand. Silverwood made his way back onto the land and placed all the fish into a pile before sitting down, next to his shield. In his wet clothing Wilko began to wipe some blood off his own sword while each fish as a visible stab wound right in the middle of them. Strangely the twenty-seven year old seem to be whistling, in his naturally dark accent, while cleaning his blade. It almost seemed like the male has finally let down his cautiousness about the surrounding environment…but while the outside look completely peaceful, inside Will’s head however is a different story. His mind seem to be clouded by his past, the present and his possible future. The thoughts of killing the man he considered as a father lingers in one area while the ring on his necklace is another lingering thought. The question of William’s identity, Von Wilkstein or Silverwood, has made his dreams feel claustrophobic. The memory of when Wilko eradicated a person who brought the darkness to his once beautiful kingdom and what happened afterward seem to have made it painful for the male to even breathe. What will happen if Will manages to find his identity? What will happen then? What will happen if the male never knows his true surname? How can Silverwood even move on with these questions in his head? Truth be told WVW doesn’t know any answer for any of these questions…yet that seem to only motivate the dark-hearted male to steel his way onwards toward his grail. The answers for his question and the truth of his identity. Right now Will has managed to clean all the blood from his sword and picked up his horn. He then put his lips around the tiny end before blowing into it. This caused a hugely loud noise yet it also seem to improve William’s motivation. “Well…I’ve missed lunch and I am unable to carry all five fishes back to that village by myself…I could eat a couple and carry the three to the village…but I get a lot more money from five fishes then from three…” the male suddenly stopped speaking as he spotted a couple of tracks. One assembled the paws of a bear while the other assemble a footprint. This did cause Silverwood to leave the fishes and the horn by the shield, go to the tracks and crouched down by them, possibly to check them. “This must be a male bear…it was wounded but it looks like it only came for a drink and a meal…yesterday.” As soon as William muttered that to himself he looked at the footprint “obliviously human…I guess…quite light…maybe a male…no, this is a footprint of a female who has came by here…” he went into an awkward silence. The brown-haired male realised that this set of footprints was only set a couple of mere minutes ago, while his was swimming for fish. After a couple more seconds of this silence WVW decided to walk back to his things. Yet instead of grabbing them the male started to shout out these words “hello, any woman there? The clouds look fun today…anyone there?” Von Wilkstein knew he was partly and unwillingly revealing his location to any form of threat by doing this yet Will probably want to know if there is indeed someone else in the area. TBCB: She'll Know Extra Note: Sorry for taking so long, and sorry if it ain't good.
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Post by punkem on Nov 21, 2010 6:43:28 GMT -5
Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty.William kept his calm, nearly emotionless, expression on his face as he listened to the words that Lancelot spoke. Wilko is still unsure how to take this knightly figure while equally unsure if the male likes him or not. It almost felt like the two are sizing each other up, verbally and physically, yet if this was the case Silverwood definitely look the least cautious. That doesn’t mean WVW wasn’t being careful however since the past has taught the brown haired man that anyone could be dangerous. Will then looked again at the black stallion, showing a slight look of care toward the horse, as if he was monitoring for any visible wounds on it. WVW’s face revealed amusement and confusion toward Lance’s ‘be so ..... curious’ line while he only nodded after hearing his question, indicating his understanding of the male’s words. Could William be of noble German blood or could William just be from England? That is now another question add the bunch Will already has for himself but Wilkstein decided to wait until Lance say ‘sir’ before making his comment. “No need to name me sir, since we look somewhere around similar ages, just call me William or Will like I call you Lance or Lancelot. I do agree that I seem to be a bunch of riddles but I also think, sometimes, that the gods themselves envisioned me this way as I was brought upon this world.” Truth be told WVW nearly lost himself in what he was saying; Wilko didn’t mind that since the male believed he could get along with this person of nobility without leaving his cautiousness. The twenty-seven year old did show a slightly smug grin as the word ‘Guinevère’ got Lance to blurt out things about himself. Even though Lancelot was only a few feet away, with his arms crossed, Will respectfully gave him his own space. “How do I know of Gwen you ask?” Will first said before saying “the answer is nearly simpler then the question…her father was a blacksmith, I needed my sword fixing and I had no clue about the Camelot market area. I met Guinevère at her father’s smithy, he started to fix my blade and Gwen gave me a very kind and polite tour of the market place…I hope that answer is good enough for you.” After saying all of that William decided to speak about what Lancelot recently said “so since you’re a knight of Wessex, what is Wessex like?
“What is good or bad about Gaul? And what do you mean ‘powers-that-be’? If you don’t mind me asking.” While he asked his questions the brown-haired wanderer took a couple steps toward Lancelot, being both friendly and cautious. He knew that both their hands is holding a sword each yet William was still calm as he two steps. This is influenced by his feeling that, like himself, Lance hasn’t confirmed him a form of threatening danger yet. Extra Note: Sorry about being slow, I guess I'm a slow(ish) RP'er
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Post by punkem on Nov 15, 2010 16:16:47 GMT -5
No more demonic dreams. Destroyer, come to light
Because the memory is killing me.It was quite surprising to see a male that's not noble but nearly noble. This was WVW’s view at the current moment as he noticed that his words has first brought a sense of cautiousness to this Lancelot. Yet his later words seem to have calmed this male, who came from a black Arabian stallion, since Lance looked less worried. As the words of ‘nomadic knight’, ‘more the stranger here than I’ and ‘Lancelot Du Lac’ left the knight’s mouth William felt reassured that he isn’t talking to a form of hostile danger. Wilko looked perfectly calm as he got up to one knee before going onto his own two feet. The wanderer strangely glanced over towards Lancelot’s steed and lightly smiled before looking back at Lance. “Indeed you know more about the area then I. Since this hill, alone, has no form of life except of us three…” William pointed at Sher-Fore as he said ‘three’ “it could be considered as nowhere important or in no way memorable. But since you were kind enough to give thy name I’ll state mine…my first name is William and I don’t know my own last name. Part of me feels like a ‘Von Wilkstein’ yet the ring on my necklace, that I’ve had all my life, has the name ‘Silverwood’ on it.” Even though William is being friendly his right hand is still holding onto the handle of his sword, since he was raised to be prepared for any situation. The brown haired male smiled lightly again as he continue to speak “I do know a bit about Camelot myself. Since you’re the second friendly face I’ve spoken to, behind Guinevère…from what I see in you right now, Lancelot, I guess that you and your stallion just came back from a far place. What is this place may I ask? And what do you mean by ‘not one recognized here’?”Extra Note: Sorry for taking so long...I won't be able to reply tomorrow, just letting you know ^_^
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Post by punkem on Nov 11, 2010 16:08:21 GMT -5
All the hate in your heart, will be leaving you blind...
So bold motherfucker don't you limit your mind this time.The hills are beautiful with its smooth grassy textures and the sky only has two faint clouds in plain slight. The sun is high above Camelot, so high that you could predict that the time is half past noon. The air bleezed at a slow pace, barely hard enough to move the grass. The nearest forest was like a good five miles away while the nearest village is even further away. There is no creature in any form of plain slight...that is, if you discount William Von Wilkstein Silverwood by a small campfire. Between the male and the fire was a few fish, two of them clearly looked eaten, while Will's shield is on his back. By Wilko's left was his horn while on his lap is his sword. His hands were barely held out in front of him; in the palm of Silverwood's hands was a golden ring at the end of his necklace. On the necklace is the word "Silverwood" engraved on it; this seem to be influencing WVW on his quest to find his true identity yet the male suddenly let go of the ring, causing it to land on his chest since the twenty-seven year old is wearing the necklace. "Who wants the attention of a wandering warrior? May you be a man? A woman? A creature of day or night? A wizard? A witch? A priest? An antichrist? A living organism or some voice in my head?"William then got up to his feet and turned around to see someone that the male haven't seen before in his life. This bought cautiousness out of him, in case the figure would attack, yet the dark voiced male chose to be friendly to this stranger and spoke first. "Welcome to nowhere," William first said with his dark accent before asking "who may you be?"TBCB: ANYONE Extra Note: First WVW RP in a while so please tell me if its good or bad
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Post by punkem on Oct 27, 2010 15:21:37 GMT -5
Coming from the lips of an angel.
Hearing those words it makes me weak.William couldn’t hear anything as this person in the forest crept closer to him yet the male had a feeling that somebody is coming to him. Yet what he felt he couldn’t see as the feeling of paranoia creeps closer to him. Somehow someway Wilko felt an extremely faint voice coming out of the shadows and looked directly at the origin of the voice, still unknown about who is there. Yet before the twenty-seven year old could make a move the trees began to shrift forwards and backwards, like they were regaining their lost lives. William realised that whoever this thing, or person, is it has a great knowledge of magic. When an arrow shot out of one of the shadows yet Silverwood already knew it was not going to hit him so he stood still as the arrow hit the floor in front of him. The sudden voice that seem to echo across this area of the woods caused Will to raised an eyebrow in curiosity before realising what he said. “Who dares claim ownership over such beauty?” was the reply Will gave out in his seem to be naturally dark accent. "If you want to know who I am then..." William suddenly stopped himself speaking and crouched down to the footprint. After a couple mere moments, checking the print, the male called out "you are some druid, aren't you?" Once he said that William stood up and smiled slightly "I am he without an identity...now come out before I class you as hostile."TBCB: Keleth Extra Note: Sorry for taking so long and I'm sorry in case it's not that good...I kind of accidentally gave myself too much to do.
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Post by punkem on Oct 20, 2010 3:30:41 GMT -5
Don't you see their bodies burning? Desolate and full of yearning?
Dying of anticipation? Choking from intoxication?The day is late, two hours to midnight late, with the floor in these woods covered by the shadows. No creatures of the night were anywhere, except the wolves who howl throughout the dawn. The only other thing that can be heard in these woods tonight were a bunch of foot steps, steps of a man. This man is no other then William Von Wilkstein or William Silverwood. Wilko still has no clue about his own identity yet from his trip to Camelot he found something nearly as great, a friend known as Guinevère. Yet today William is traveling across the woods of Camelot in a search for his holy grail, Will's last name. He seem to be practicing the use of his sword as Wilko swung it around a few times before suddenly stopping himself. He crouched down and spotted footprint, which were still fresh and this caused WVW's grip on his blade to tighten. He knew someone is out there and by the scent of the footstep this person is nearby so Wilko decided to close his eyes for a couple of seconds. "I know you are out there...it is best not to test my patience," William's dark accent was clearly heard as the male opened his eyes. The male couldn't see anyone, just trees with grass and bushes, yet he stayed focused. William's left hand got his shield off his back before holding it up, expecting a hostile reception. The twenty-seven year old first considered blowing his horn yet changed his mind when he considered the fact that a bear could come out of nowhere and attack. "I don't want to fight, so show yourself if you have the guts," after saying that WVW placed his shield on the floor before holding his sword with both hands. TBCB: Keleth Extra Note: Hope its good enough
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Post by punkem on Oct 13, 2010 15:33:07 GMT -5
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.:Name of Character:. William 'Von Wilkstein' Silverwood .:Nick Name:. Will, WVW, Wil-Sil or even Wilko .:Age:. 27 .:Status:. Normad (guessing)
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.:Physical Appearance:. William has light brown hair that goes down to his jaw line while he does have a bit of a light brown beard. He wears chainmill that covers his upper body but that is covered by his brown tunic. The top part of the tunic is covered by a dark green v-neck/shirt. William wears a dull green cloack that can hide him hide in the forest. He wears some kind of dark green pants with brown boots. William does have some muscles that show but only when he takes his clothes off for a swim. .:Height:. 6'3'' .:Portrayed by:. Sean Bean as Boromir (Lord of the Rings)
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.:Personality:. William was twisted by the darkness that flooded his old home in another kingdom. Yet William found a way to keep the darkness to himself, in the heart. Even when angry Wilko will never strike a child. William won't like take any orders from anyone outside the Royal Family unless they pay him. William is a person who would be cautious is entering a new area yet at night he isn't cautious at all. Will always walks with his sword in hand and when he ain't using his round shield William carried it on his back.
.:Strengths:. Brilliant Sword Fighter. Knows between right and wrong. Has a great amount of stength. Very quick runner. .:Weaknesses:. Won't hurt a child. Can be short fumed at times. With the darkness inside him a focused blast of magical light can stun William. Only form of armour is the chainmill under his clothes, making him vunerable to arrows. .:Magic Abilities:. None .:Special Skills:. -When WVW blows into his horn it motivates him to go on harder with battle or in search. -Able to use his sword masterfully on the ground, falling in the air and even on horseback. -Can track anything. -Able to see in the darkness. -Able to perfectly hide in the darkness. -Can hide in the forest but not from a tracker. .:Accents:. Extremely dark.
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.:Birthplace:. Unknown but lived in the land of a lost kingdom for the first half of his life. .:Family:. Dead Foster Mother Corrupted Foster Father who he killed Toddum Drint Wilkstein (6 year younger Foster brother) - Missing Nikki Brie Wilkstein (2 year younger Foster sister) - Missing Joseph Carby Wilkstein (5 year younger Foster brother) - Missing .:Occupation:. Travelling Warrior Who Can Work For Money
.:Current Location of Residence:. Travelling .:History:. William 'Von Wilkstein' Silverwood was happily living life as one of the four children of a nobleman in a kingdom far away. But then, at the age of 14, a mysterious darkness corrupted many in the castle including William's father. When WVW saw his father kill his mother and tried to execute his siblings William engaged his father in a battle and killed him. But as William killed his father the corruptness left the dad and he told WVW one thing that will forever change his life. 'You were never our child, we found you and took you in...' Before the old man finally died he gave William a necklace that has the word 'Silverwood' on it. During his and his siblings attempt to escape William stopped and told his foster siblings to keep running. Nikki, his foster sister, gave Will the Von Wilkstein's deepest treasure (the horn in the picture) before the siblings ran. WVW then decided to get back to the kingdom to slay the darkness that destroyed. After a gruesome battle William successfully slayed the man that processed the darkness yet accidently absorbed the darkness in the process. Now, at the age of 27, with the darkness flowing through the blood in his heart William Von Wilkson seeks to reunite with his foster siblings that ran.
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Post by punkem on Aug 26, 2010 14:48:03 GMT -5
Tell me did you see her face, tell me did you smell her taste.
Tell me what's the difference don't they all just look the same inside?The soft smile Gwen gave him was very sweet and kind hearted in William's view. The words 'Welcome to Camelot' did give out a very positive vibe toward Will which caused him to smile "thanks for the welcoming madam." After saying that Wilko's gazed over to Tom and took every letter the blacksmith said very carefully before nodding at him. "Okay, thank you for your willingness Tom," Will was happy that Tom was going to fix his blade before getting paid. The male then looked at Gwen to listen to her offer. The line 'on my way to the Market' originally gave William the thought that Guinevère didn't want to show him about. Yet when she said 'like to join me' Wilko couldn't help but crack a friendly smile. "Sure I would love to see the market place...seeing that you can be two different people I bet you lived life in both this area and a life in a castle...am I right?" William 'VW' Silverwood was feeling curious yet now realised that he might be being too curious "you don't have to answer that if you don't want to."Tagged: Gwen Extra Note: None At The Moment.
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Post by punkem on Aug 25, 2010 10:11:01 GMT -5
Time won't take this damage anymore.
Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored.William took careful notice of every single word that Tom said. Through his life Wilko has llearned that the smallest detail could be the most important especially the 'few hours' that came out of the blacksmith's mouth. The male did feel surprised that someone has beautiful as Guinevère is the daughter of a blacksmith; another thing of life that William learnt is to not judge a book by its cover. Her wide smile seem to have gained parts of William's trust since he could feel a positive vibe coming from Gwen. When she introduced herself as 'Guinevère', or just 'Gwen', a small smile appeared on Will's face. "Well Gwen my first name is William but I don't mind being called Will," WVW would say his last name since he doesn't know what it is. "And yes Gwen I have never been in this city before, but I would like to know this huge place a bit more." After saying that William 'VW' Silverwood returned his focus on Tom the blacksmith "I think a few hours is enough time to look around this city. But do you want me to pay you now or when you have fixed my blade?" After asking that question to Tom the male glanced back at Guinevère "sorry if you consider this a burden, Gwen, but can you please take around the city? You don't need to if you don't want to."Tagged: Gwen Extra Note: Sorry for taking a while, trying to get myself back to RP'ing.
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Post by punkem on Aug 16, 2010 11:21:20 GMT -5
Don't you look behind the curtain! No more time, the end is certain.
I dream broken dreams, I make them come true, I make them for you.Just entering Camelot, for the very first time in his twenty-seven year life, is William 'VW' Silverwood. The 'VW' stood for Von Wilkstein, the very family that raised Will for most of his life. Yet he chosen to live on from that sorrow, even when he doesn't know who his real family is. Maybe Wilko was suppose to live his life without a family to care for but maybe William's true identity is his holy grail. Camelot is an extremely huge place in the man's view. Countless people, ranging from pleasants to even a couple of royal guards, were rushing about. William manage to avoid the beggars and thieves while managing to gather some words about a blacksmith named 'Tom'. After getting lost a few times Wilko finally found the shop that the blacksmith was said to work at. "This better be the place..." he grumbled silently to himself before entering the shop. As William got into the doorway he saw a female who was about to leave the shop. Before he could get out of her way like a gentleman Wilko heard the words 'Can I help you?' and looked over at the blacksmith before nodding. "If you're this 'Tom the Blacksmith' I've heard of then can I ask you to do something for me?" After saying that William pulled out his sword, which is clearly broken and partly snapped "can you repair this blade please? I am willing to pay you straight away." As soon as those words left his lips William Silverwood looked over to the probably twenty year old woman "please don't consider this rude madam. But what matter of business does a fair lady as with a blacksmith?"Tagged: Gwen Reason: She is very kind to invite me to RP with her. Extra Note: Hope its good enough.
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Post by punkem on Aug 12, 2010 13:55:57 GMT -5
I hate feeling like this I'm so tired of trying to fight this.
I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking to you.Now the time is quarter to midnight and William is leaning against the tree, he marked earlier, with a big piece of meat in his hands. The raw meat is actually the bear the male dragged over to this spot. Will's shield is on the floor in front of him while his horn in on the shield yet the male's sword is about one centimetre away from his right arm. A foot or so away from his right is a small fire that Wilko has made to keep himself, and his meal, warm. Truth be told only the piece William is currently eating is the remains of the dead bear. On the outside William seem to be in complete harmony in this forest yet on the inside he feels his heart being a battleground between the light and the dark. After a few more big bites and munchs the Wilko finished his lunch and there is no remain of the dead bear, except for the head left that was behind. Now his meal is done William glared up at the sky before taking the same necklace that was the word 'Silverwood' on it out of his pocket. "Silverwood...am I William Silverwood?" Wilko then glared at his horn "or am I William Von Wilkstein?"He didn't know the answer to that question no matter how desperate he is for one. How could one person think of the past when they don't even know what is their proper last name? At times Will fears and hopes to never find the answer to that question. After a couple of second glaring between his necklace and his horn William put the necklace back in the pocket before having the sword rest on his lap. "It's late...maybe its time to sleep...but what if the darkness take advantage of closed eyes?"Wilko didn't seem to bother considering that question as he instantly went to sleep. The grip his right hand has on his sword however remained firm, even when sleeping. On the outside he looks peaceful in his sleeping state yet on the inside William is having a nightmare of the darkness and the place he once lived his life in being destroyed over and over again. Yet after countless days and nights Will is use to these horrible nightmares. Tagged: End Of Thread Reason: Because I really wanted to end this.
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Post by punkem on Aug 7, 2010 13:06:29 GMT -5
I'd rather you hate me for everything I am.
Than have you love me for something that I can't.As every footstep takes him deeper and deeper into these woods tonight William kept a sharp eye out. The main for this was to check something or someone suddenly attempts to attack him. After a good two minutes of going in a straight line towards the centre of the woods Will suddenly stopped moving when he spotted something on the floor. The male crouched down and moved a few leaves aways to discover that he has found the tracks to some kind of bear. "How hungry am I?" WVW asked himself since he knows that a bear can do many devastating things. Yet before William could ponder his own question a roar was caught in his ears, a bear like roar. This caused William to spring up to his feet while the grip his right hand has on his sword became firmer. The male knew that the bear was somewhere with its eyes on him, even if he can't see the animal. All William needed is a split second. He knew a split second can change a lot of things. A split second would be enough time for WVW to slay the bear; that split second could also gives the bear enough time to slice him in half. So William chose to slowly raise his horn to his lips and blow into it. The loud noise made by the horn seem to cause the bear to roar even louder before starting its charge at William. William now can hear that the bear is behind him so he took a deep breath before closing his eyes. WVW suddenly spun 180 degrees and swung his sword out and it caught the bear by it throat and went straight through it. As the animal collapsed in its own pool of blood William held his sword to its head "bears are too predictable." After those words came out of his mouth William chopped the head of the bear, to give it a sudden death instead of a slow painful one. He then sighed as Wilko grabbed the foot of the headless bear "desperate men aren't fussy...maybe the darkness in my heart is uncontrolable." After saying that William started to drag the dead bear toward the direction of the tree he rested against earlier. Tagged: Myself Reason: Character Development
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Post by punkem on Aug 6, 2010 3:08:27 GMT -5
There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil.
And I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstableIt is quarter past nine in the evening in the woods of Camelot. Many things happen in the woods, especially at night, wild creatures could be anywhere while the rogues and murderers use the woods as a hiding spot. The moon isn't full but nearly directly above the entire forest as the loud sound that could be heard were the wolves howling in the distance. Yet tonight the animals, rogues and murderers aren't the only ones that breathes in this forest. Walking in the deepest section of this forest is a man. This man has light brown hair and matching beard. He stood at six foot three. In plain sght this male is wearing a brown tunic, that is mostly covered by a green vest kind of shirt, with a dull green pants and brown boots. In his right hand is a sword is both big and board. Meanwhile in his left hand is holding a dull white horn that has a dull golden tip at the start and a golden pattern at the end. On the back of this twenty-seven year old man is a round shield that looked both well made and well battled. This male's first name is William. Yet his last name is question that even puzzles him at times. Is he a 'Von Wilkstein' like he was raised to believe or is he a 'Silverwood' a family name the man who Will classed as a father told him about? This question has haunted the male in his sleep. Yet now William leaned against a tree and slowly went down to sitting against the tree. He placed his shield on the floor in front of him before placing his horn on top of the shield. Yet he kept his sword on his own lap with the main reason of keepng it in range of his right hand. After a couple of seconds thinking of his thoughts of nothingness William looked up toward the moon. "What does my future hold?" the dark accent of his voice sound both sinister and lonely. "Maybe I should set myself some goals to start a new life," after saying that William pulled out a necklace, from his pocket, that has the word 'Silverwood' on it. "Best to put finding out my true family name on top of my 'to do' list," he said before putting the necklace back in his pocket before hearing his stomach grumble "but a meal will be a better option right now." After those words leave his lips William stood up, with his sword in his right hand, before using the sword to mark the tree with a letter 'W' "this will help me find my way back." As soon as those words were spoken William hoisted the shield onto his back and held the horn in his left hand. Wilko then looked toward his left and ran off toward his right, going deeper in the forest. Tagged: Myself Reason: Character Development
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Post by punkem on Aug 3, 2010 9:19:21 GMT -5
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.:Name of Character:. William 'Von Wilkstein' Silverwood .:Nick Name:. Will, WVW, Wil-Sil or even Wilko .:Age:. 27 .:Status:. Citizen (guessing)
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.:Physical Appearance:. William has light brown hair that goes down to his jaw line while he does have a bit of a light brown beard. He wears chainmill that covers his upper body but that is covered by his brown tunic. The top part of the tunic is covered by a dark green v-neck/shirt. William wears a dull green cloack that can hide him hide in the forest. He wears some kind of dark green pants with brown boots. William does have some muscles that show but only when he takes his clothes off for a swim. .:Height:. 6'3'' .:Portrayed by:. Sean Bean as Boromir (Lord of the Rings)
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.:Personality:. William was twisted by the darkness that flooded his old home in another kingdom. Yet William found a way to keep the darkness to himself, in the heart. Even when angry Wilko will never strike a child. William won't like take any orders from anyone outside the Royal Family unless they pay him. William is a person who would be cautious is entering a new area yet at night he isn't cautious at all. Will always walks with his sword in hand and when he ain't using his round shield William carried it on his back.
.:Strengths:. Brilliant Sword Fighter. Knows between right and wrong. Has a great amount of stength. Very quick runner. .:Weaknesses:. Won't hurt a child. Can be short fumed at times. With the darkness inside him a focused blast of magical light can stun William. Only form of armour is the chainmill under his clothes, making him vunerable to arrows. .:Magic Abilities:. None .:Special Skills:. -When WVW blows into his horn it motivates him to go on harder with battle or in search. -Able to use his sword masterfully on the ground, falling in the air and even on horseback. -Can track anything. -Able to see in the darkness. -Able to perfectly hide in the darkness. -Can hide in the forest but not from a tracker. .:Accents:. Extremely dark.
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.:Birthplace:. Unknown but lived in the land of a lost kingdom for the first half of his life. .:Family:. Dead Foster Mother Corrupted Foster Father who he killed Toddum Drint Wilkstein (6 year younger Foster brother) - Missing Nikki Brie Wilkstein (2 year younger Foster sister) - Missing Joseph Carby Wilkstein (5 year younger Foster brother) - Missing .:Occupation:. Travelling Warrior Who Can Work For Money
.:Current Location of Residence:. Travelling .:History:. William 'Von Wilkstein' Silverwood was happily living life as one of the four children of a nobleman in a kingdom far away. But then, at the age of 14, a mysterious darkness corrupted many in the castle including William's father. When WVW saw his father kill his mother and tried to execute his siblings William engaged his father in a battle and killed him. But as William killed his father the corruptness left the dad and he told WVW one thing that will forever change his life. 'You were never our child, we found you and took you in...' Before the old man finally died he gave William a necklace that has the word 'Silverwood' on it. During his and his siblings attempt to escape William stopped and told his foster siblings to keep running. Nikki, his foster sister, gave Will the Von Wilkstein's deepest treasure (the horn in the picture) before the siblings ran. WVW then decided to get back to the kingdom to slay the darkness that destroyed. After a gruesome battle William successfully slayed the man that processed the darkness yet accidently absorbed the darkness in the process. Now, at the age of 27, with the darkness flowing through the blood in his heart William Von Wilkson seeks to reunite with his foster siblings that ran.
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