Post by steveismad on Feb 28, 2015 10:34:59 GMT -7
Name: Stephen Holm
Nickname: Steve
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Height: 5'12
Weight: 195 lbs
Nationality: Solar empire
Occupation: Blacksmith and often act as a teacher in self defence for youngsters.
Allegiance: Hates politics with every single fibre in his body. Often changes subject when asked.
Marital Status: Single.
Hair: Very short, brownish hair
Eyes: blue-green
Living Relatives: Non.
Flight or Magic: non.
General Description: Doesn't talk that much, but he always tries to find something to laugh about even in the darkest hours. If you want help, this guy is your man as he gladly helps anyone whom he see worthy of his assistance, despite which side they are on.
Skills: Even though he's not the best blacksmith Equestria has seen, he knows what he's doing. Also known for being very skilled in unarmed self defence. Telling bad jokes/puns.
Faults: Even though he's very skilled with unarmed self defence, he's no good with weapons at all. Too kind for his own good. Drinks alot. Telling bad jokes/puns.
History:
Steve, as he rather wants to be called, has been in the blacksmith business ever since he was a wee lad. Where he was born and grew up is more or less unknown as he almost never speaks of his past. But he has mentioned that he is a farmer's son. Why he moved to canterlot alone at a very young age of 12 isn't really clear, but in these war times it's not uncommon that he's an orphan. After a few months of sleeping under the rain and stealing bread to survive an old blacksmith named Harold took Steve in as he became Harold's apprentice.
Now when Harold sadly passed away due to sickness, it's been up to Steve to run the local blacksmith and sometimes teaching youngsters how to defend themselves in dark times as these. But even though the business is good and it takes up alot of his time it doesn't stop him to visit a watering hole to either forget his past or to help him sleep.
(I wish I could show a picture, but I'm awful at drawing.)
Nickname: Steve
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Height: 5'12
Weight: 195 lbs
Nationality: Solar empire
Occupation: Blacksmith and often act as a teacher in self defence for youngsters.
Allegiance: Hates politics with every single fibre in his body. Often changes subject when asked.
Marital Status: Single.
Hair: Very short, brownish hair
Eyes: blue-green
Living Relatives: Non.
Flight or Magic: non.
General Description: Doesn't talk that much, but he always tries to find something to laugh about even in the darkest hours. If you want help, this guy is your man as he gladly helps anyone whom he see worthy of his assistance, despite which side they are on.
Skills: Even though he's not the best blacksmith Equestria has seen, he knows what he's doing. Also known for being very skilled in unarmed self defence. Telling bad jokes/puns.
Faults: Even though he's very skilled with unarmed self defence, he's no good with weapons at all. Too kind for his own good. Drinks alot. Telling bad jokes/puns.
History:
Steve, as he rather wants to be called, has been in the blacksmith business ever since he was a wee lad. Where he was born and grew up is more or less unknown as he almost never speaks of his past. But he has mentioned that he is a farmer's son. Why he moved to canterlot alone at a very young age of 12 isn't really clear, but in these war times it's not uncommon that he's an orphan. After a few months of sleeping under the rain and stealing bread to survive an old blacksmith named Harold took Steve in as he became Harold's apprentice.
Now when Harold sadly passed away due to sickness, it's been up to Steve to run the local blacksmith and sometimes teaching youngsters how to defend themselves in dark times as these. But even though the business is good and it takes up alot of his time it doesn't stop him to visit a watering hole to either forget his past or to help him sleep.
(I wish I could show a picture, but I'm awful at drawing.)
