Post by John Leander on Aug 24, 2006 6:42:49 GMT -5
Cannon or Original: Original
Name: (Captain) John Leander
Age: Twenty-three.
Sex: Male
Career: Assassin, Inventor - and Captain of the catamaran ship The Tempest
Lives: Aboard The Tempest
Appearance: Leander, on the outset, is a common and normal looking man - not spectacularly clean, and in no way as grubby or dirty looking as a pirate. His dark brown hair is almost always messy, and he makes no effort to contain it. His skin is healthy tan from working under the sun, though he has a dull burn mark in the shape of a hand over his heart, several healed bullet holes and sword wounds, abrasion scars over his wrists and ankles, and the burn mark of a “P” on his right forearm.
His clothing would make him look like a monk were it not constrained by various pieces of leather armor. He wears a lightweight white hooded tunic, with various red markings, and a leather shoulder strap that holds the weapons on his back. His forearms and hands are covered by thick brown leather bracers and lightweight easy moving fingerless gloves. Leander wears lightweight white pants which are held fast by a thin brown belt, tough leather greaves, and soft free moving shoes.
Leander has a multitude of weapons - many a combination of current weaponry and his own odd invention. He commonly carries a spring loaded wrist mounted knife that is easily concealed - the blade comes in and out of his left bracer when he positions his hand in the correct way, a collapsible long sword that otherwise looks like a simple small metal handle, a single handed repeating crossbow, a pistol that has an attached short sword blade, and a small collection of throwing knives. The various straps he wear allow him to comfortably carry these weapons.
Personality: Leander is calm, detached, and cares for little. He never smiles, never laughs, and is incredibly stoic. Oddly enough, he will become even more reserved when on a mission. He’s almost single minded in his work, either in killing people, piloting his boat, cleaning his weapons, or tinkering with his inventions. Insults and comments seem not to phase him, no matter how harsh. While his job is to kill people for money - he does have a sense of honor and moral boundaries. - he refuses to use poison at all, or to use a ranged weapons to kill a mark - instead using them to soften the target before using one of his blades to land the killing blow.
History: John was the seventh, unwanted, child of a farming couple. In the first few weeks after he was born, he was sold to a fairly wealthy man who seemed to have an odd interest in buying children. It was assumed by the family that John would just become the noble man’s child slave - but in reality the man was an Assassin’s Guild scout, he would retrieve those with “talent” that would serve them well as an Assassin. The Scout took a gamble on the baby John - but he had a feeling that raising a child from birth as an Assassin would make him far better than an adult trained as one. So for the next 18 years John grew up in the Assassin’s Barracks - a hidden location somewhere in the world, training and learning everyday for the chance to join the guild properly. Leander graduated as a proper Assassin when he turned 18, and was immediately flung around the world for every sort of assassination job imaginable. Leander was hired so frequently due to his near foolhardy assassinations - often doing them in broad daylight in front of crowds of onlookers - and then using his sizeable agility and layered plans to escape. All of Leander’s jobs went as smoothly as planned until one and a half years later- when Leander and his four man spotter crew were hired for a job by a Mr. Barbossa - at the time the first mate of the Black Pearl. He hired the Assassin first to kill Captain Jack, primarily because Captain Jack hadn’t found them a job in quite a number of months. However, the night Leander was going to strike, Jack received the information that would lead to the Aztec Gold. Barbossa, realizing that he wouldn’t be able to get the Aztec Gold without Jack’s information, tipped off his Captain - and with the knowledge of where and when Leander would attack - helped pin a large string of their most recent crimes upon the Assassin and his crew, and was able to get the guards to capture him. Leander spent the next two years in jail - going through an extensive and horrendous trial. He and his crew developed an escape plan, though in the end Leander was the only one to escape - his crew sacrificed themselves for their young “master’s” life, and though he made a vain attempt to save them, they were all hung as Pirates.
Over the next two years Leander retrained and rearmed himself - preparing himself for a long and arduous journey of revenge. The four people that had served him as crew were all he had ever known of family - and he would repay their sacrifice in kind…by killing every last person that even had the remote link to their deaths. Leander is bound and set to kill everyone and everything in his way - Barbossa, the Men that Barbosa made to lie to put him away, the Guards and the Commodore that arrested him - all of whom have moved on in status through promotions, the Guards of the Jail, the Executioner who hung his crew, the Judge who sentenced them, the Governor who approved the execution, the entire crew of the Black Pearl…former and current, and of course, their Captain - the man Leander has had to kill for over four years now….Captain Jack Sparrow.
He has been training every day, sailing his catamaran, finding the exact distance and power to use for his cannons, exercising, and tinkering in his onboard workshop.
Interests: Killing People, Piloting his Ship, Revenge, “Free Running,” Inventing new ways to kill people, Inventing new things in general.
RP Example:
-The First Guard -
Standing at the back of the crowd, Leander could only vaguely make out the man giving a speech on the hang-man’s deck. The crowd was cheering his every word, as he denounced piracy, thievery, and every other crime in the book. The man spoke of how he had seen the dregs of the world, starting as nothing but a simple guard some four years ago. He spoke almost as if the government, and the laws were god’s own words.
Two guards hauled a young girl...a young thief up in front of the crowd, she was at most only 15 or 16, but the crowd didn’t care. The girl looked down upon the crowd not with despair as the speaker hung a noose around her neck, but with an uncaring glare. She was resigned to her fate…and because of this she had garnered Leander’s momentary respect. The guards positioned her above the trap door, the speaker still shouting upon the evils of thievery, and Leander made his move.
He slid through the crowd, he blended in well, no one noticed the armed hooded man slipping between them as they shouted with relentless fervor for the young girl’s death. The man raised his hand to pull the trap-door lever, and Leander broke out into a run, shoving the common people aside. The guards turned and looked at Leander now, their swords already being drawn. He shoved one final person aside, drawing his crossbow and firing a single bolt into the first guard’s gut, he collapsed to the ground, clutching the wound. The second guard came at him, and Leander cracked him in the ribs with his crossbow, using the curved end to hook him and pull him to the ground. He stepped onto the man, jumping up into the air aimed right at the speaker, the wrist blade sliding from it’s hidden compartment. The speaker took a few steps back, but didn’t even get to draw his sword, as Leander landed onto him and jammed the hidden dagger into the speaker’s neck. They collapsed together onto the wooden floor, the speaker sputtering for a brief moment before falling silent.
Leander whispered something too soft to be heard as he closed the man’s eyes. He stood up, his wrist dagger dripping with blood, the crowd had gone completely quiet. He turned to the girl thief, and with one sharp movement cut her bonds…and that was all he had time to do as the guard he had knocked down was on his feet, and more were pushing through the silent crowd toward the platform.
Leander took off, jumping from the hangman’s deck, and hitting the ground running. Guards were hot on his heels as he sped through the crowded streets. As he rounded the corner into the open air market, he jumped onto a fruit cart, and the from their jumped to a nearby second story window. He quickly pulled himself up, and from there climbed to the roof. The guards did their best to follow him as he ran and jumped across the rooftops, taking errant shots at him with their rifles. There was a group of guards waiting where the row of buildings ended, but Leander simply jumped off the building and crashed into the middle of the two guards. He used the man as a cushion, knocking the guard out while breaking his fall. Quickly Leander sprang to his feet, as the other guards turned to attack him, and took off straight into a nearby home, kicking open the flimsy door. He ran through the home quickly, diving out the back window, as what little guards that were still after him attempted to follow. He hopped a group of three fences as he crossed through people’s yards, and finally came out right in front of the docks. He paused for only a moment, and then took off directly toward his boat, sprinting by the dock-master, and onto his catamaran - The Tempest. He shot the rope that tied his boat to the dock as he unfurled the sails, and the boat began to carry out to sea. By the time the first few guards reached the entrance to the docks, the Tempest had picked up a gust of wind and was already far out at sea.
Other: Among his other various weapons that he does not commonly carry, he has a collapsible staff, a collection of swords, throwing daggers, and hand axes, and a long barreled rifle with a green crystal make-shift scope that can be dissembled and reassembled for convenient travel.
Leander’s ship - The Tempest - is a Catamaran, capable of housing only a few people. The benefit is that the boat moves quite swiftly and maneuvers easily. The downside is that it supports only two cannons, and could be destroyed quite easily. Originally the Tempest was housed by Leander and his crew, now only Leander lives there.
Code: running jack, undead
Pictures: I can make a banner - but for now:
Name: (Captain) John Leander
Age: Twenty-three.
Sex: Male
Career: Assassin, Inventor - and Captain of the catamaran ship The Tempest
Lives: Aboard The Tempest
Appearance: Leander, on the outset, is a common and normal looking man - not spectacularly clean, and in no way as grubby or dirty looking as a pirate. His dark brown hair is almost always messy, and he makes no effort to contain it. His skin is healthy tan from working under the sun, though he has a dull burn mark in the shape of a hand over his heart, several healed bullet holes and sword wounds, abrasion scars over his wrists and ankles, and the burn mark of a “P” on his right forearm.
His clothing would make him look like a monk were it not constrained by various pieces of leather armor. He wears a lightweight white hooded tunic, with various red markings, and a leather shoulder strap that holds the weapons on his back. His forearms and hands are covered by thick brown leather bracers and lightweight easy moving fingerless gloves. Leander wears lightweight white pants which are held fast by a thin brown belt, tough leather greaves, and soft free moving shoes.
Leander has a multitude of weapons - many a combination of current weaponry and his own odd invention. He commonly carries a spring loaded wrist mounted knife that is easily concealed - the blade comes in and out of his left bracer when he positions his hand in the correct way, a collapsible long sword that otherwise looks like a simple small metal handle, a single handed repeating crossbow, a pistol that has an attached short sword blade, and a small collection of throwing knives. The various straps he wear allow him to comfortably carry these weapons.
Personality: Leander is calm, detached, and cares for little. He never smiles, never laughs, and is incredibly stoic. Oddly enough, he will become even more reserved when on a mission. He’s almost single minded in his work, either in killing people, piloting his boat, cleaning his weapons, or tinkering with his inventions. Insults and comments seem not to phase him, no matter how harsh. While his job is to kill people for money - he does have a sense of honor and moral boundaries. - he refuses to use poison at all, or to use a ranged weapons to kill a mark - instead using them to soften the target before using one of his blades to land the killing blow.
History: John was the seventh, unwanted, child of a farming couple. In the first few weeks after he was born, he was sold to a fairly wealthy man who seemed to have an odd interest in buying children. It was assumed by the family that John would just become the noble man’s child slave - but in reality the man was an Assassin’s Guild scout, he would retrieve those with “talent” that would serve them well as an Assassin. The Scout took a gamble on the baby John - but he had a feeling that raising a child from birth as an Assassin would make him far better than an adult trained as one. So for the next 18 years John grew up in the Assassin’s Barracks - a hidden location somewhere in the world, training and learning everyday for the chance to join the guild properly. Leander graduated as a proper Assassin when he turned 18, and was immediately flung around the world for every sort of assassination job imaginable. Leander was hired so frequently due to his near foolhardy assassinations - often doing them in broad daylight in front of crowds of onlookers - and then using his sizeable agility and layered plans to escape. All of Leander’s jobs went as smoothly as planned until one and a half years later- when Leander and his four man spotter crew were hired for a job by a Mr. Barbossa - at the time the first mate of the Black Pearl. He hired the Assassin first to kill Captain Jack, primarily because Captain Jack hadn’t found them a job in quite a number of months. However, the night Leander was going to strike, Jack received the information that would lead to the Aztec Gold. Barbossa, realizing that he wouldn’t be able to get the Aztec Gold without Jack’s information, tipped off his Captain - and with the knowledge of where and when Leander would attack - helped pin a large string of their most recent crimes upon the Assassin and his crew, and was able to get the guards to capture him. Leander spent the next two years in jail - going through an extensive and horrendous trial. He and his crew developed an escape plan, though in the end Leander was the only one to escape - his crew sacrificed themselves for their young “master’s” life, and though he made a vain attempt to save them, they were all hung as Pirates.
Over the next two years Leander retrained and rearmed himself - preparing himself for a long and arduous journey of revenge. The four people that had served him as crew were all he had ever known of family - and he would repay their sacrifice in kind…by killing every last person that even had the remote link to their deaths. Leander is bound and set to kill everyone and everything in his way - Barbossa, the Men that Barbosa made to lie to put him away, the Guards and the Commodore that arrested him - all of whom have moved on in status through promotions, the Guards of the Jail, the Executioner who hung his crew, the Judge who sentenced them, the Governor who approved the execution, the entire crew of the Black Pearl…former and current, and of course, their Captain - the man Leander has had to kill for over four years now….Captain Jack Sparrow.
He has been training every day, sailing his catamaran, finding the exact distance and power to use for his cannons, exercising, and tinkering in his onboard workshop.
Interests: Killing People, Piloting his Ship, Revenge, “Free Running,” Inventing new ways to kill people, Inventing new things in general.
RP Example:
-The First Guard -
Standing at the back of the crowd, Leander could only vaguely make out the man giving a speech on the hang-man’s deck. The crowd was cheering his every word, as he denounced piracy, thievery, and every other crime in the book. The man spoke of how he had seen the dregs of the world, starting as nothing but a simple guard some four years ago. He spoke almost as if the government, and the laws were god’s own words.
Two guards hauled a young girl...a young thief up in front of the crowd, she was at most only 15 or 16, but the crowd didn’t care. The girl looked down upon the crowd not with despair as the speaker hung a noose around her neck, but with an uncaring glare. She was resigned to her fate…and because of this she had garnered Leander’s momentary respect. The guards positioned her above the trap door, the speaker still shouting upon the evils of thievery, and Leander made his move.
He slid through the crowd, he blended in well, no one noticed the armed hooded man slipping between them as they shouted with relentless fervor for the young girl’s death. The man raised his hand to pull the trap-door lever, and Leander broke out into a run, shoving the common people aside. The guards turned and looked at Leander now, their swords already being drawn. He shoved one final person aside, drawing his crossbow and firing a single bolt into the first guard’s gut, he collapsed to the ground, clutching the wound. The second guard came at him, and Leander cracked him in the ribs with his crossbow, using the curved end to hook him and pull him to the ground. He stepped onto the man, jumping up into the air aimed right at the speaker, the wrist blade sliding from it’s hidden compartment. The speaker took a few steps back, but didn’t even get to draw his sword, as Leander landed onto him and jammed the hidden dagger into the speaker’s neck. They collapsed together onto the wooden floor, the speaker sputtering for a brief moment before falling silent.
Leander whispered something too soft to be heard as he closed the man’s eyes. He stood up, his wrist dagger dripping with blood, the crowd had gone completely quiet. He turned to the girl thief, and with one sharp movement cut her bonds…and that was all he had time to do as the guard he had knocked down was on his feet, and more were pushing through the silent crowd toward the platform.
Leander took off, jumping from the hangman’s deck, and hitting the ground running. Guards were hot on his heels as he sped through the crowded streets. As he rounded the corner into the open air market, he jumped onto a fruit cart, and the from their jumped to a nearby second story window. He quickly pulled himself up, and from there climbed to the roof. The guards did their best to follow him as he ran and jumped across the rooftops, taking errant shots at him with their rifles. There was a group of guards waiting where the row of buildings ended, but Leander simply jumped off the building and crashed into the middle of the two guards. He used the man as a cushion, knocking the guard out while breaking his fall. Quickly Leander sprang to his feet, as the other guards turned to attack him, and took off straight into a nearby home, kicking open the flimsy door. He ran through the home quickly, diving out the back window, as what little guards that were still after him attempted to follow. He hopped a group of three fences as he crossed through people’s yards, and finally came out right in front of the docks. He paused for only a moment, and then took off directly toward his boat, sprinting by the dock-master, and onto his catamaran - The Tempest. He shot the rope that tied his boat to the dock as he unfurled the sails, and the boat began to carry out to sea. By the time the first few guards reached the entrance to the docks, the Tempest had picked up a gust of wind and was already far out at sea.
Other: Among his other various weapons that he does not commonly carry, he has a collapsible staff, a collection of swords, throwing daggers, and hand axes, and a long barreled rifle with a green crystal make-shift scope that can be dissembled and reassembled for convenient travel.
Leander’s ship - The Tempest - is a Catamaran, capable of housing only a few people. The benefit is that the boat moves quite swiftly and maneuvers easily. The downside is that it supports only two cannons, and could be destroyed quite easily. Originally the Tempest was housed by Leander and his crew, now only Leander lives there.
Code: running jack, undead
Pictures: I can make a banner - but for now:
