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| Gender | Male | |
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| Age | 31 | |
| Status | No Answer | |
| Alias | the_blue_baron | |
| Gamescape | Yahoo! | |
| Location | Baron Airfield | |
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PHYSICAL Height: 6'1" Weight: 190lbs Hair: Brown with blond highlights in the sun. Eyes: Light blue Skin: Tan Nationality: USA Heritage: Southern Italy and Portugal Vision: 20/10 While normally clean cut, his life in the sky and age has made his features wind beaten. He is clean-shaven most of the time but his beard is thick and grows quickly. When he is away from home for long periods of time stuble appears quickly. Though still in his prime, he is starting to show signs of age. His face is mature, he limps on his right leg, wears reading glasses, and has a little "salt in his pepper". He is is after all, only human. CLOTHING: Most days he wears tan pants with tall cavalry style boots. His mother always taught him to look his best and so he usually wears a button up shirt with a tie of some sort. The color of the button-up depends on the day through they are normally non-offensive colors of tan, olive, white, or light blue. When he flies he will also wear his brown leather jacket. It has lasted him a long time. It is therefore very well worn in, soft, warm and usually smells of aviation fuel and oil. When he works on his airplanes or around his field, he usually removes the button up shirt and does his work in a black or white t-shirt. There is no point in getting oil all over his good shirts. His standard apparel also includes a leather belt around his waist on which his twin Colt .45 1911s are holestored. He also almost always has three grenades and his Gurkha knife. |
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| Additional Information | KILLS: Enemy Aircraft: 74 Dragons: 7 Sopwith F-1 Camel. It can be Identified by the Blue paint scheme and the words "Let's Dance" written in yellow on the sides. It's markings also include British rounds on the wings as well as the crest of blackwolf castle on the side. |
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| Quotes | "For once you have tasted flight, you shall walk the Earth with your eyes turned skyward; for there you have been, and there you long to return." -Leonardo di Vinci "You can't handle the Camel!" |
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Jaxel Cauldril Enemy | Jupiter Granite Close Friend | ![]() Jade Darvison Friend | Azuka Souza-Elorian Daughter | Jupiter Granite Friend |
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| Journal Name | Timeline | Created |
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| Pilot's Master Log Book | 15 February 2005 | |
| Boelcke's Dicta | May 1916 | 24 January 2005 |
| The Sopwith F-1 | June 1917 | 17 February 2005 |
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ULT: Canteon "Ever come home and discover that your home had been turned into a potato... an asteroid potato. That is as big as a flake of dust in space, surrounded by a humungous uber-galaxy. Well in case the answer is no... don't try it! It's not alot of fun... because that potato is hundreds of light years in size... and mutated couch monsters are scary! Really SCARY!!! Welcome to the reality or realm known as Canteon. Home to the Underground Library & Tavern... where brownies build mechs, mages contemplate boiling their eyes, and a society of Telorians are attempting to keep the gods out of their buisness. Only well they keep turning into gods themselves. " |
23 January 2005 |
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Shevard Slane "Shevard Slane is a hardy, middle-sized town upon the Wistren continent of Brapel. The northern regions of this already cold and very stormy planet require a tougher kind of folk like those one will find here. Superstitions, and stories of rumors, are what keep the good people of Shevard Slane entertained for 8 months of winter every year. Most of the roads are still dirt, though cobblestone would be easily obtained. However stone covered in ice is much more hazardous than earth, thus the town looks more rustic than it truly is. From the baker’s to the weapon’s store, you’ll soon find this to be a very up to date place. Once a rare short spring hits every year, there is a massive festival that takes up the entire town, and most on the ‘Leftmost' continent and even some from the others travel just to see it. A word of caution however… This area is not just boring snow and a large extravaganza once a year. Surprisingly for a town of people so accustomed to throwing an all continent fair, you’ll find much fear and doubt towards everything form the ordinary the rest of the year. It’s as if once the festival is over… it’s back to another 11 months of disbelief to anything even slightly strange. Stranger still, most travelers don’t find their way into Shevard Slane, unless they are ordinary humans. If anything, they find their way to the Black Pearl Tavern & Shoppe, which is just a one hour north westerly ride from the town. Even further to the North West, another two hours or so, if one is lucky enough, they will stumble upon Shadder Flaurn. A small little community of witches huddled away in the woods against the mountains. Within just this tiny pocket of the world, there is already much to explore and discover. Who knows what the rest of Brapel may have in store for you and your companions!" |
14 March 2007 |