Chrysoprase
10-03-2009, 06:41 PM
Full Name: Chrysophrase. Goes by Chryso, because its sexier, baby.
Age: With all this regeneration going on, who knows? Certain parts older than others.
Race: Forest Troll.
Hair: Dyes frequently. Sports a rather fetching (in his mind) moss goatee. (Forest Trolls (http://www.wowwiki.com/Troll) can support plant life and are often covered in moss)
Gender: Male....and proud of it.
Skin: Trollish purply grey.
Eyes: Green
Height: 7' 5" when not slouching. 7' 9" with pimp hat.
Weight: 200ish lbs.
Residence: Currently swaggering around Silvermoon City
Philosophy: When in doubt, Whip it out. His charming smile, that is.
Guild Affiliation: The Pale Heart.
Enemies: Langara, for rebuking his advances.
Lovers: Langara (unrequited), for rebuking his advances.
Weapons of Choice: Lover, not a fighter. When pushed, however, will take it to fisticuffs.
Physical Quirks: Besides the moss goatee, doesn't have moss all over like most forest trolls. Default expression is a cocky grin and a wink. Often seen out and about in his haliscan outfit or other such livery.
His voice is similar to that of Germaine from Flight of the Concords (guy on the left):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGOohBytKTU
Personality Quirks: Styles himself a freelance womanizer ( and occasionally male blood elf-izer, I mean they have soft features and long pretty hair, can't blame me for a mistake now and then, mon!). This usually ends up in bar fights and slapped faces, which only serves to boost his ego. Underneath the smarmy outside is a toasty marshmellowy center......soft and goey, but sometimes crispy from being burned in the past.
History: Left his troll tribe early in life after finding his talents and personality didn't mesh with their rather aggressive and cannibalistic ways ( 'Why should I eat this guy when theres so many lovely ladies out there, heh heh.......I was kidding, please put down the axe, baby!") and therefore rarely falls into full Troll dialect. He spent time traveling from the deeper forests in the Hinterlands through the Eastern Kingdoms, where he found the warm, michievious shores near Booty Bay more to his liking then the rather dreary lands populated by the Forsaken. After a few bar fights ( ok a lot of bar fights) Chryso returned up north, in search of a city he had heard about from many a drunken bloodelf. A city of light and adventure, and supposedly a center of youthful women, Silvermoon seemed like an ideal place, though that is yet to be seen.
<< more history etc as time and inspiration strikes! >>
Age: With all this regeneration going on, who knows? Certain parts older than others.
Race: Forest Troll.
Hair: Dyes frequently. Sports a rather fetching (in his mind) moss goatee. (Forest Trolls (http://www.wowwiki.com/Troll) can support plant life and are often covered in moss)
Gender: Male....and proud of it.
Skin: Trollish purply grey.
Eyes: Green
Height: 7' 5" when not slouching. 7' 9" with pimp hat.
Weight: 200ish lbs.
Residence: Currently swaggering around Silvermoon City
Philosophy: When in doubt, Whip it out. His charming smile, that is.
Guild Affiliation: The Pale Heart.
Enemies: Langara, for rebuking his advances.
Lovers: Langara (unrequited), for rebuking his advances.
Weapons of Choice: Lover, not a fighter. When pushed, however, will take it to fisticuffs.
Physical Quirks: Besides the moss goatee, doesn't have moss all over like most forest trolls. Default expression is a cocky grin and a wink. Often seen out and about in his haliscan outfit or other such livery.
His voice is similar to that of Germaine from Flight of the Concords (guy on the left):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WGOohBytKTU
Personality Quirks: Styles himself a freelance womanizer ( and occasionally male blood elf-izer, I mean they have soft features and long pretty hair, can't blame me for a mistake now and then, mon!). This usually ends up in bar fights and slapped faces, which only serves to boost his ego. Underneath the smarmy outside is a toasty marshmellowy center......soft and goey, but sometimes crispy from being burned in the past.
History: Left his troll tribe early in life after finding his talents and personality didn't mesh with their rather aggressive and cannibalistic ways ( 'Why should I eat this guy when theres so many lovely ladies out there, heh heh.......I was kidding, please put down the axe, baby!") and therefore rarely falls into full Troll dialect. He spent time traveling from the deeper forests in the Hinterlands through the Eastern Kingdoms, where he found the warm, michievious shores near Booty Bay more to his liking then the rather dreary lands populated by the Forsaken. After a few bar fights ( ok a lot of bar fights) Chryso returned up north, in search of a city he had heard about from many a drunken bloodelf. A city of light and adventure, and supposedly a center of youthful women, Silvermoon seemed like an ideal place, though that is yet to be seen.
<< more history etc as time and inspiration strikes! >>