Post by Runtool on Aug 24, 2012 11:40:15 GMT -5
Name: Sergeant Sari swifthook
Picture/Physical appearance: tall and lanky with a dark green tunic. He has a scar on his right eye and doesn't like to exert his authority at the recruits and is one of the best boxing hare's in the mountain and is rumoured to be a decendent of 'Wonwill'. Also wears black leather bandage like strips on his paws and wears a black belt which is tied around his tunic
Age:Adult
Species:hare
Personality: doesn't like to boss the new recruits a lot and refuses any promotions to captain or brigadier. A few seasons back, Sari accepted a boxing request from the privates and beat the old colonel in a honourable boxing match and is one of the best boxers in salamandastron.
Likes: boxing, fighting and festivites
Dislikes: stone bed,weapons and disrespect to elders.
Plans: to become a champion boxing hare.
History: born and bred at salamandastron, Sari was a natural fighter (And a glutton!). At a young age his mentor had noticed his expertise at boxing as he often knocked the punching bag off it's hooks and layed older hares flat.
As he rose in the ranks he was offered new promotions, which he flatly refused.
Sample Post: A boxing competition was held at salamandastron!.
Sari was getting ready in the training room, tying leather strips around his fists so that only the palm of his hand and his fingers were showing. The expression 'old habits die hard' would be an understatement in this case, as ever since his boxing lessons had started he had worn the same strips of leather which were surprisingly in perfect condition. Tying a black belt around his waist so his dark green tunic would not distract him if they came loose.
The boxing competition was a huge event in salamandastron. There was some veteran boxers, amateur boxers, proffesional boxer hot-headed young ones and boxing champions.
Sari walked into the stadium and spotted his first boxer he had to face, a young one probaly out to impress his friends and the maids. The young one shouted out "look at the old duffer! I say wot, I'll try not to hit you to hard gramps, wot wot!" the sergeant eyed the young one up sternly "oh I promise me liddle one you won't touch me! And then the fight began...
Picture/Physical appearance: tall and lanky with a dark green tunic. He has a scar on his right eye and doesn't like to exert his authority at the recruits and is one of the best boxing hare's in the mountain and is rumoured to be a decendent of 'Wonwill'. Also wears black leather bandage like strips on his paws and wears a black belt which is tied around his tunic
Age:Adult
Species:hare
Personality: doesn't like to boss the new recruits a lot and refuses any promotions to captain or brigadier. A few seasons back, Sari accepted a boxing request from the privates and beat the old colonel in a honourable boxing match and is one of the best boxers in salamandastron.
Likes: boxing, fighting and festivites
Dislikes: stone bed,weapons and disrespect to elders.
Plans: to become a champion boxing hare.
History: born and bred at salamandastron, Sari was a natural fighter (And a glutton!). At a young age his mentor had noticed his expertise at boxing as he often knocked the punching bag off it's hooks and layed older hares flat.
As he rose in the ranks he was offered new promotions, which he flatly refused.
Sample Post: A boxing competition was held at salamandastron!.
Sari was getting ready in the training room, tying leather strips around his fists so that only the palm of his hand and his fingers were showing. The expression 'old habits die hard' would be an understatement in this case, as ever since his boxing lessons had started he had worn the same strips of leather which were surprisingly in perfect condition. Tying a black belt around his waist so his dark green tunic would not distract him if they came loose.
The boxing competition was a huge event in salamandastron. There was some veteran boxers, amateur boxers, proffesional boxer hot-headed young ones and boxing champions.
Sari walked into the stadium and spotted his first boxer he had to face, a young one probaly out to impress his friends and the maids. The young one shouted out "look at the old duffer! I say wot, I'll try not to hit you to hard gramps, wot wot!" the sergeant eyed the young one up sternly "oh I promise me liddle one you won't touch me! And then the fight began...
