[French_Fri]

Robert Wheat
Age – 19
Birthday – 28th of every month
Gender – Male
Race - Mesalian
Height – 6’5
Weight – 190

Alignment – Neutral/Naturally Good

Appearance – Robert has a rather muscular build from his work on the family farm, with several work scars on his hands and arms. From his constant work, he had lost a foot too gangrene, and that foot is now replaced by a wooden peg from the mid of his lower left leg. He also has brown hair and brown eyes, and is constantly wearing his work clothes, along with his traveling jacket.

Personality Traits –

Positive

-Kind
-Generous
-Polite
-Patient
-Easygoing
-Friendly
-Problem-Solver
-Modest

Neutral –

-Protective
-Can be stubborn at times

Negative –

-Temper control issues
-Easily manipulated
-Can get defensive to a violent point
-Judgmental

Skills –

Intermediate –

-Carpentry

Capable -

-Farming - (Wheat , Carrots, Potatoes, Pumpkins, Melons, Apples)


Backstory –

Spoiler

Robert was born on a small farm on the coast of the Main Continent. His family was quite typical, his father fair and just, his mother loving and kind. From a very early age, it was clear what Robert was going to do with his life, he was going to learn how to work the land, care for livestock, everything his parents had been doing. So he was raised this way, learning the ways of the farm he would live on for most of his life.
Being brought up during the Civil war, Robert constantly saw soldiers marching down the roads to other towns, unsure of what they were doing, or why, all he knew was that fighting was supposed to be an honorable job, although his Parents would surely never let him fight in a war, at least not anytime soon.
Working on the farm, Robert got used to hard labor, and came to enjoy it. He actually liked all of the normally boring chores he had. Plowing the feilds turned into a game, he'd see how fast he could finish work, or see how perfect he could make the lines.By the time Robert reached the age of 16, he was a fully fledged farmer. He had learned as much as he could about the crops he grew, and general upkeep of everything he owned. By this time, his father felt that he should learn another skill, one that the boy could eventually use if farming never worked out. Robert’s father began to teach his son carpentry. Robert loved it, and quickly grasped the basics. His regimen of farm work was eventually shortened, as he did work faster, so that he could have time to practice his woodworking. He’d follow this work for the next couple of years, until he turned 18.
At this age, he had grown tired of the everyday farm work, and craved something more. Perhaps he would go away from home, and start his own life, his own farm, maybe even find a wife. Robert’s parents, always supportive of their son, allowed him to leave, only after he made the promise to come back some day. With this, he packed up his belongings, and set sail for the furthest place form home, the Forbidden Lands. He boarded a ship, the captain who owned the ship promised that he could take Robert to the most remote place he could, he had also said something about rumors going around about a path of beacons, and some sort of "promised land".
It took quite a while to reach the forbidden lands, Robert had taken the first boat he could to get there, and it was also full of travelers who wanted to escape the Main Continent, all with their own reasons. One couple was running from the war, a small family was looking for a place to stay, after their home had burned down in a raid. Eventually, the group of misfits reached the forbidden land, and quickly discovered a path of beacons, which they followed; hoping that at the end there might be a settlement of others who had ventured here.
It took longer than any of them had expected, the better part of a full year, before they reached a massive desert. With nowhere else to go, they wandered into the desert, hoping that the desert wasn’t as big as it seemed. It was, and before Robert knew it, there were only a handful of people left, before they reached a welcoming oasis. The remaining of the group stayed here for some time, until one night, the worst possible thing happened. The group was attacked, by what seemed to be a mass gathering of Dusk, everyone scrambled, and Robert found himself running away by himself, eventually coming to a tree line, happy to be out of the desert, but at the same time sad, and worried, did the others make it? He could only hope.

[TinyTim77]

[French_Fri]

Hey Tim, there is no problem in waiting at all, staff needs all the time it can get Id think, what with...things

Anyway, I've hopefully fixed my mistakes in this character, but just have one question about point 2

2. Personality. I'd like to see you go through your backstory and find places you can add big things in Robert's life/his reactions to happenings in his life. As of now, his story seems to more focus on how he got his leg and skills rather than what happened to him in his life and how he dealt with the struggles and joys of living.

Not much happened in Roberts life, other than loosing his foot, otherwise it was everyday farm life, doing as he was told, for most of his life.

[TinyTim77]

[French_Fri]

Hopefully I've corrected my problem areas.

I got rid of his missing foot, because, although it only affected his personality a little, It could eventually become a problem for me, and prehaps ruin Rp, as I've done in the past with injuries.