Sparhawk

Sparhawk (XXX)
Created	March 16, 2014
Status	Active
Race	Elf (Kindred)
Hometown	Loth Llorien
Classes	Cleric
Followed	DarkClaw Boromir

Sparhawk - The Lost Bird and The Hidden Dreamer
Art Credit:YamaO, DeviantArt

Current Description:

Darkness. When you look into this young Kindred's eyes, you feel the darkness
he dwells within. His eyes are green, but at the core, they are blacker than
the night sky. As you stare into them, his mouth opens in a wide grin, giving
you a clear view of his fangs. The young vampire removes his helmet and rests
it on the ground, baring his short brown hair. He runs a hand through it, in
an attempt to tame the disheveled locks, the gesture drawing the eye to marks
upon his throat, recent and vivid, the marks of the Kindred Queen's pleasure.
He murmurs a spell, protective wards swirling into being around him, and then
asks if you are in need of any. Before you can reply, he disappears back into
the night, returning to the task his god has set before him.

WHO Lists:

03/17/14  Elf [       Cl:10       ] Sparhawk The Lost Bird and The Hidden Dreamer
03/23/14  Elf [    Wa: 5 Cl:11    ] Sparhawk The Lost Cleric of Serenity
05/10/14  Elf [    Cl:21 Wa:21    ] Sparhawk: Lost in the Shadows
09/11/14  Elf [    Wa:22 Cl:30    ] Sparhawk Remembers those on 9/11 \NexuS/  
09/28/14  Elf [    Wa:24 Cl:30    ] Sparhawk Knight for Lin-Silverdyne (Nexus)
10/14/14  Elf [    Cl:30 Wa:30    ] Sparhawk Reverse Summon (Pro) (Nexus)
10/18/14  Elf [ Or: 1 Wa:30 Cl:30 ] Sparhawk:Servnat of His Holiness (Nexus)
10/23/14  Elf [    Nexus Prime    ] Sparhawk:Is a shade of Gold (Nexus)
11/11/14  Elf [    Nexus Prime    ] Sparhawk supports Vetrans all across the globe 

Personality

Sparhawk hates liars and thieves and those who cheat him. He's to stubborn for his own good and often gets in trouble for it. He's very caring and always willing to help those in need. He's always willing to go on a random adventure or go and help pop items. He believes people should be talked to formally if he's just met them such as sir, ma'am, Lord, M'Lady, etc. He has a very harsh temper if he's upset. And when he falls in love he holds a bit of that person with him forever.

Trivia:

• Sparhawk was the first player to have a Dream when the code went in for the 20th anniversary.

Player Provided Information:

Lexie 11/6/14

I wanted to congratulate him on achieving level 40, but alas, my weapon slipped! He and his group of hooligans instantly pounced on me. Samiyah and Kelek, along with Mr. Just-turned-40 were a force to be reckoned with. Now as an OM, we're so proud of you Sparhawk!

Personal Timeline:

03/16/2014: Sparhawk joined The Lost Ones.
03/20/2014: Sparhawk dual classes as a Warrior
10/14/2014: Sparhawk Reaches Level 40

Restrings:

<worn as shield> a veluvium plate inscribed with the Crest of Lin-Silverdyne
l plate: A large shield lies upside down here, something writhing beneath it.
l dragon: This gigantic shield bears a very large crest of a dragon, chaotic shadows writhing and coalescing around it, the sense of magic overpowering to anyone within close proximity. The huge beast seems to come to life, its tail lashing out, giant maw opening and flames shooting out from within at anyone standing nearby. Those with an education of the history here would recognize it as a symbol of Lin-Silverdyne.

<worn on arms> mithril pauldrons with intricate repousse
l mithril: The mithril used in the crafting of this armor is of an unusually pure ore. The workmanship seems to be that of the Master-Smith of the dwarf town of Kharad-Delving.
l hawk: The hawk is young, though no fledgling. His demeanor is one of courage - if sometimes perhaps a bit brash and over-confident. His talons are long,curved blades, ready to attack his prey - or defend a loved one. Sharply observant of the horizon, he soars where he wishes. There's just one odd feature, unusual for a bird: Since when do hawks have fangs?
l pauldrons: Only the most skilled of smiths can form metal into more than just armor,but art. The articulated segments of these pauldrons form a hawk, beak in a defiant scream, wings outstretched, soaring through a cloudy night sky. Figures appear here and there amidst the landscape, their presence hinted,rather than clearly told, reminding the wearer of the fellowship that has been left behind. Only one form is clearly wrought - a Immortally perfect female form, Her hand extended towards the hawk.. though whether in good-bye or in pleading, you cannot tell

Player Information:

Not much to know, still always open to answer questions at any time.