NAME: Gideon Crowe
FACTION: None
RANK: Hunter
SPECIES: Valkyri
AGE: 17
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2 Meters
WEIGHT: 230
EYES: green
HAIR: blonde
SKIN: light tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Born to hunt: Born a hunter in a line of hunters he's spent most of his life learning how to hunt, track and kill various prey as he grew. Still growing in skill there is plenty of raw talent in him.
Founded in Faith: Faith is the unshakable rock in Gideon's life, and the single thing which all else is built upon. He has faith in hope that all he does as he believes he is never truly alone.
Ignorant: While trained from youth to be a hunter this left little time for books and educations, and in truth he's never really even contemplated the fact that there is life on other planets outside his own. His feet are firmly planted ... in his own reality
Technawhat?: Simple put he'd crash a ship that was on autopilot... he'd bleed out in the period of a few days with an autodoc.. and he'd most likely shoot off his own foot with a blaster.
BIOGRAPHY:
Being born on Midvinter has given Gideon a rather narrow view of life some would say, but to him it's been a rough but rather blessed life. Growing up in a house that took the Gods quite seriously, and with profound respect. A trait Gideon picked up almost at birth it seemed. His father remains his hero to this very day, a strong Valkyri hunter who made sure his family was never without no matter how harsh the cold was outside their door. His father prayed to Odiir often and spoke to him like a trusted friend and with the most profound respect. As he always said it was Odiir who brought the hunter his prey's scent on the wind, and Odiir who breathed life into us all. Each was revered in their house, feasted and offerings made for successful hunts, and as thanks for blessings.
Gideon shadowed his father everywhere he could, even during the few years of schooling Gideon was mostly absent to follow his Father into the wood, and to the hunt. Gideon's father quickly gave up on berating him quickly though as his hunts always seemed more successful with his son attempting to shadow him, and after a few years took it as a sign from Éar that he was bound for the hunt. Continuously on the trail Gideon never picked up the pure muscle mass of some Valkryi, and stayed rather lithe for his people. Though lithe to his people had a whole other meaning then most races had.
Following in his Father's footsteps he hunted often with his Father, and though he went out at times on his own he rather missed having company on the trail. Gideon paid his respects to the Gods of his people diligently, none more then Odiir and Éar though. One day he would have a house and family of his own, and that day he would attempt to emulate his Father, and Odiir. For now though Éar owned his heart, and the hunt brought him purpose and clarity.
SHIP:
nope
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/85040-on-the-eve-of-battle-all-is-quiet-gideon/] On the ever of battle
FACTION: None
RANK: Hunter
SPECIES: Valkyri
AGE: 17
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2 Meters
WEIGHT: 230
EYES: green
HAIR: blonde
SKIN: light tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Born to hunt: Born a hunter in a line of hunters he's spent most of his life learning how to hunt, track and kill various prey as he grew. Still growing in skill there is plenty of raw talent in him.
Founded in Faith: Faith is the unshakable rock in Gideon's life, and the single thing which all else is built upon. He has faith in hope that all he does as he believes he is never truly alone.
Ignorant: While trained from youth to be a hunter this left little time for books and educations, and in truth he's never really even contemplated the fact that there is life on other planets outside his own. His feet are firmly planted ... in his own reality
Technawhat?: Simple put he'd crash a ship that was on autopilot... he'd bleed out in the period of a few days with an autodoc.. and he'd most likely shoot off his own foot with a blaster.
BIOGRAPHY:
Being born on Midvinter has given Gideon a rather narrow view of life some would say, but to him it's been a rough but rather blessed life. Growing up in a house that took the Gods quite seriously, and with profound respect. A trait Gideon picked up almost at birth it seemed. His father remains his hero to this very day, a strong Valkyri hunter who made sure his family was never without no matter how harsh the cold was outside their door. His father prayed to Odiir often and spoke to him like a trusted friend and with the most profound respect. As he always said it was Odiir who brought the hunter his prey's scent on the wind, and Odiir who breathed life into us all. Each was revered in their house, feasted and offerings made for successful hunts, and as thanks for blessings.
Gideon shadowed his father everywhere he could, even during the few years of schooling Gideon was mostly absent to follow his Father into the wood, and to the hunt. Gideon's father quickly gave up on berating him quickly though as his hunts always seemed more successful with his son attempting to shadow him, and after a few years took it as a sign from Éar that he was bound for the hunt. Continuously on the trail Gideon never picked up the pure muscle mass of some Valkryi, and stayed rather lithe for his people. Though lithe to his people had a whole other meaning then most races had.
Following in his Father's footsteps he hunted often with his Father, and though he went out at times on his own he rather missed having company on the trail. Gideon paid his respects to the Gods of his people diligently, none more then Odiir and Éar though. One day he would have a house and family of his own, and that day he would attempt to emulate his Father, and Odiir. For now though Éar owned his heart, and the hunt brought him purpose and clarity.
SHIP:
nope
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/85040-on-the-eve-of-battle-all-is-quiet-gideon/] On the ever of battle
