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<blockquote data-quote="OnlytheStrong" data-source="post: 4672188" data-attributes="member: 54781">Max Storm[sblock=Background/Character Concept]Max Storm hated his name, moreso he hated that the stereotype fit him.&nbsp; He was the adventuring type.&nbsp; He just..... craved it.&nbsp; He couldn't live without the adrenaline rush.&nbsp; It was the adrenaline rush that caused him to learn to use the more ancient weapons.&nbsp; He loved the difficulty of it, the up close and personal nature.&nbsp; He still hadn't mastered them yet, but he favored the classic bow and the cutting edge of the sword.&nbsp; Something about the feel, they just seemed right.&nbsp; If he had believed in previous lives; he was sure his would of included those weapons.&nbsp; He had gone to college.... didn't learn anything but he went.&nbsp; Graduated in the middle of his class with a b.s. in history.&nbsp; His parents kept trying to push him into following their footsteps and becoming a teacher.&nbsp; Ugh, what a disgusting thought.&nbsp; Why in the world would he want to spend all day talking to a bunch of snot-nose, idiotic teens?&nbsp; Especially when he could be out in the world, experiencing every bit of what it had to offer.&nbsp; That is what he craved.&nbsp; The only thing Max had in common with his parents was that they were active adventurers.&nbsp; Every so often, Max's father would take the year off from school because of some important dig or treasure hunt.&nbsp; The only reason the school allowed this was because they got the credit for it, and the government more than made up for the &quot;monetary loss&quot; the school suffered.&nbsp; Max was actually in the middle east, looking for some kind of ancient relic.&nbsp; All he really knew about it was that it was solid gold.... and nearly 4 feet tall.&nbsp; It was suppose to be a statue of some ancient god.&nbsp; He didn't really care.&nbsp; He had a good lead on where it was and how to go about getting it out of the dang country.&nbsp; An American man, one of those guys who stick out but your not sure why, found Max at a small restaurant.&nbsp; He didn't ask, he just sat down.&nbsp; He simply handed Max a letter and sat there.&nbsp; Max eyed him carefully as he grabbed the letter.&nbsp;&nbsp; It was from his dad.&nbsp; He opened it carefully, as if he was afraid it would explode.&nbsp; As he read it, he would rather of it exploded.&nbsp; His father had been involved in finding some technology, and actually requested that Max came.&nbsp; He said something about his &quot;style&quot; of adventuring would come in handy, if he could keep his mind open.&nbsp; The last paragraph made up his mind for him.&nbsp; His mother had began there by his father's side.&nbsp; That is, until the artifact was accidently activated.&nbsp; Something from the other side came through...... and took her with it.&nbsp; He may not of been a great child, but he loved his parents.&nbsp; If there was any chance of getting her back, or at least getting revenge, then he would.&nbsp; Max stood quickly and simply told the man, &quot;Let's go.&quot;[/sblock]I think I'm going to change him to strong hero...... going into the Shadow Slayer prc.&nbsp; I'll post a link to the character sheet (it's on myth-weavers.com, I just think it's more neat).<a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=109435" target="_blank">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=109435</a>**edit**Mother's Name:&nbsp;&nbsp; Michelle Storm</blockquote>

[QUOTE="OnlytheStrong, post: 4672188, member: 54781"] Max Storm [sblock=Background/Character Concept] Max Storm hated his name, moreso he hated that the stereotype fit him. He was the adventuring type. He just..... craved it. He couldn't live without the adrenaline rush. It was the adrenaline rush that caused him to learn to use the more ancient weapons. He loved the difficulty of it, the up close and personal nature. He still hadn't mastered them yet, but he favored the classic bow and the cutting edge of the sword. Something about the feel, they just seemed right. If he had believed in previous lives; he was sure his would of included those weapons. He had gone to college.... didn't learn anything but he went. Graduated in the middle of his class with a b.s. in history. His parents kept trying to push him into following their footsteps and becoming a teacher. Ugh, what a disgusting thought. Why in the world would he want to spend all day talking to a bunch of snot-nose, idiotic teens? Especially when he could be out in the world, experiencing every bit of what it had to offer. That is what he craved. The only thing Max had in common with his parents was that they were active adventurers. Every so often, Max's father would take the year off from school because of some important dig or treasure hunt. The only reason the school allowed this was because they got the credit for it, and the government more than made up for the "monetary loss" the school suffered. Max was actually in the middle east, looking for some kind of ancient relic. All he really knew about it was that it was solid gold.... and nearly 4 feet tall. It was suppose to be a statue of some ancient god. He didn't really care. He had a good lead on where it was and how to go about getting it out of the dang country. An American man, one of those guys who stick out but your not sure why, found Max at a small restaurant. He didn't ask, he just sat down. He simply handed Max a letter and sat there. Max eyed him carefully as he grabbed the letter. It was from his dad. He opened it carefully, as if he was afraid it would explode. As he read it, he would rather of it exploded. His father had been involved in finding some technology, and actually requested that Max came. He said something about his "style" of adventuring would come in handy, if he could keep his mind open. The last paragraph made up his mind for him. His mother had began there by his father's side. That is, until the artifact was accidently activated. Something from the other side came through...... and took her with it. He may not of been a great child, but he loved his parents. If there was any chance of getting her back, or at least getting revenge, then he would. Max stood quickly and simply told the man, "Let's go." [/sblock] I think I'm going to change him to strong hero...... going into the Shadow Slayer prc. I'll post a link to the character sheet (it's on myth-weavers.com, I just think it's more neat). [url]http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=109435[/url] **edit** Mother's Name: Michelle Storm [/QUOTE]

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