Kobeon
Bonny Lad of Royal Stature
KOBEON
NAME: Kobeon
FACTION: The Iron Empire
RANK: Tba
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 187cm
WEIGHT: 90kgs
EYES: Turquoise
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Lightly tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: Sensitive
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Powerful, cunning, aerobic. Kobeon is a fine example of the human race. With a cranial capacity 3.2% larger than the average human and a stature that would rival that of a silverback runt, Kobeon is genetically gifted. However, he is still a petulant adolescent and suffers from the immaturity and rashness that accompanies the turbulence of puberty. Also, he possesses a blood-curdling, sphincter-tightening, phobia of spiders or whatever their alien equivalent is. Basically, anything arachnid in nature will send Kobeon into a panicked mess of bodily fluid and pathetic vocalisations.
APPEARANCE:
Boasting a solid, athletic, frame with above average height to match, Kobeon can be quite imposing to those smaller than him. If you were to glimpse the illusive face beneath Kobeon's kickass helmet, you may be surprised to see something that uncannily straddles the line between teen and man. His facial bone structure is steadily being manipulated by testosterone and patchy stubble may be visible depending on how lazy he was that morning. Kobeon's piercing turqouise eyes are set relatively deeply, with bushy yet angular eyebrows mounting his smooth forehead. His chiseled nose overlooks a set of lips that adorn a strong chin. He looks decidedly Germanic, is what I'm trying to get at. Overall, his resting face is somehow both friendly and serious at the same time.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on Kilia IV to the poorest royal family on the planet, Kobeon grew up in near poverty. At least, compared to the rest of the royals on the planet. Most other sentients in the known galaxy would regard his upbringing as luxurious, but that's irrelevant. To Kobeon, life was harsh. What was once a privileged and esteemed royal family were now struggling to afford the upkeep costs of their own castle estate. What appeared grandiose from the outside was barren within. Furniture, belonging to the family for generations, had been sold to repay debts, leaving the many rooms of the castle unusually bare. Furthermore, only the west wing was inhabited, as the lack of wealth resulted in a lack of staff and family to inhabit the structure. This decay and poverty was reflected in the surrounding city that his father, King Byron, governed. Time had not been kind to the once illustrious and prestigious kingdom, with wealth slowly draining away for millennia.
Still, Kobeon managed to wolf down three meals a day and enjoy a childhood with every need accounted for. What his family lacked in wealth, they made up for in values. A strong sense of integrity and honour was instilled in the boy and he was raised as a proper nobleman rather than a pompous arse. As war was, and is, a certainty in the galaxy, Kobeon was also raised as a warrior. Hand-to-hand, melee and marksmanship training were staples of his childhood.
All Kobeon asked for on his eighteenth birthday was permission to venture forth into the world and search for ways to restore his house and his kingdom to greatness, to which his father reluctantly said yes. Bestowed with his family's antique armour and ancient projectile weaponry, Prince Kobeon, heir to the kingdom of Volantir, embarked upon his quest... Not much has happened since then.
SHIP: Nope
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Lad Rides Horse, Ends up in Space - The quest begins!
[The Rise of Iron] Battle In The Stars - The quest is put on hold to fight a space battle!
Swap Meet: Pergitor [The Kathol Outback and friends] - Needs must.
Lad and Lass Go On Voyage, Promptly Explode - It's in the name, really.
NAME: Kobeon
FACTION: The Iron Empire
RANK: Tba
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 187cm
WEIGHT: 90kgs
EYES: Turquoise
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Lightly tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: Sensitive
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Powerful, cunning, aerobic. Kobeon is a fine example of the human race. With a cranial capacity 3.2% larger than the average human and a stature that would rival that of a silverback runt, Kobeon is genetically gifted. However, he is still a petulant adolescent and suffers from the immaturity and rashness that accompanies the turbulence of puberty. Also, he possesses a blood-curdling, sphincter-tightening, phobia of spiders or whatever their alien equivalent is. Basically, anything arachnid in nature will send Kobeon into a panicked mess of bodily fluid and pathetic vocalisations.
APPEARANCE:
Boasting a solid, athletic, frame with above average height to match, Kobeon can be quite imposing to those smaller than him. If you were to glimpse the illusive face beneath Kobeon's kickass helmet, you may be surprised to see something that uncannily straddles the line between teen and man. His facial bone structure is steadily being manipulated by testosterone and patchy stubble may be visible depending on how lazy he was that morning. Kobeon's piercing turqouise eyes are set relatively deeply, with bushy yet angular eyebrows mounting his smooth forehead. His chiseled nose overlooks a set of lips that adorn a strong chin. He looks decidedly Germanic, is what I'm trying to get at. Overall, his resting face is somehow both friendly and serious at the same time.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on Kilia IV to the poorest royal family on the planet, Kobeon grew up in near poverty. At least, compared to the rest of the royals on the planet. Most other sentients in the known galaxy would regard his upbringing as luxurious, but that's irrelevant. To Kobeon, life was harsh. What was once a privileged and esteemed royal family were now struggling to afford the upkeep costs of their own castle estate. What appeared grandiose from the outside was barren within. Furniture, belonging to the family for generations, had been sold to repay debts, leaving the many rooms of the castle unusually bare. Furthermore, only the west wing was inhabited, as the lack of wealth resulted in a lack of staff and family to inhabit the structure. This decay and poverty was reflected in the surrounding city that his father, King Byron, governed. Time had not been kind to the once illustrious and prestigious kingdom, with wealth slowly draining away for millennia.
Still, Kobeon managed to wolf down three meals a day and enjoy a childhood with every need accounted for. What his family lacked in wealth, they made up for in values. A strong sense of integrity and honour was instilled in the boy and he was raised as a proper nobleman rather than a pompous arse. As war was, and is, a certainty in the galaxy, Kobeon was also raised as a warrior. Hand-to-hand, melee and marksmanship training were staples of his childhood.
All Kobeon asked for on his eighteenth birthday was permission to venture forth into the world and search for ways to restore his house and his kingdom to greatness, to which his father reluctantly said yes. Bestowed with his family's antique armour and ancient projectile weaponry, Prince Kobeon, heir to the kingdom of Volantir, embarked upon his quest... Not much has happened since then.
SHIP: Nope
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Lad Rides Horse, Ends up in Space - The quest begins!
[The Rise of Iron] Battle In The Stars - The quest is put on hold to fight a space battle!
Swap Meet: Pergitor [The Kathol Outback and friends] - Needs must.
Lad and Lass Go On Voyage, Promptly Explode - It's in the name, really.
