Post by Zemin Dao on Jun 18, 2012 22:28:05 GMT -5
Zemin Dao
name: Zemin
gender: Male
age: 19
element: Earth
animal companion: None.
::looking pretty good[/font]
hair color: Dark Brown. Nearly Black.
eye color: Brown
skin color: Light Tan
overall appearance:
Zemin is a tall, having just achieved man-hood and finishing his final growth spurt. He has short cropped brown hair that is almost black, and deep set brown eyes. He always wears the traditional rags and bands of his people. He is always covered in a thin layer of dust, and usually can be seen with a bag of sand on his back. He would never be considered "ripped" or even muscly, but when pushed he does have more strength than one would expect. There's a thin scar going down his back and down his left leg. A close inspection of him would reveal that his eyelids are also covered in many little scars.
Zemin's face is of special mention. He is by no means good looking. His nose is big and crooked, and his ears stick slightly, but are also scarred and cut from constant exposure to roaring sands. The sand benders don't take good care of them selves hygienically speaking, so Zemin's teeth are crooked. They are yellowish in color as well. His hair manages to lay down most of the time, but only because it is kept short. He will also wear the same rags several days in a row if no one mentions the smell.
::what I'm thinking[/font]
likes:
-Sand
-People
-Water
-Booze
-Cats
dislikes:
-Birds
-Flying
-Tunnels
-Metal Bending
sexuality: Bisexual, but does prefer the men more.
overall personality: He's a pretty good sport. He has the ability to take jokes that are thrown at him, but isn't very good at telling them. He can come off as eccentric when the mood strikes him, but is overall very stable. He dislikes people who bully other people around. He is immediatly wary of metal and fire benders, because of the stories of his tribe. He'll never pass up a drink, regardless of who is offering it, and he has no sense of "honor in battle". When in a fight, he barely even resembles the Zemin most know. He attacks ferociously and without remorse. He's never actually had a girlfriend (or a boyfriend) so he is completely inexperienced in that area. If a girl attempts to talk to him, he is likely to stutter or just walk off.
::a past to remember[/font]
Zemin was born 19 years ago to a small sand bender tribe. The tribe had peace with most of the other sand bender tribes, so Zemin grew up in a relatively stable environment. Living as a sand bender did have immediate effects on him. He learned survival skills at a very young age, and he is able to survive in almost any situation because of it. He is comfortable with staff and rope weapons as well, but is by no means a master. When he was nine he began training with the other children of the tribe in the art of sand bending. They received very little instruction on how to bend solid earth, so Zemin is stunted in that respect.
When he was 12 his village was attacked by one of the few sand bender tribes that did not like his. Half the population of his tribe was wiped out, and he received a wound on his back that ran all the way down his left leg. Only the intervention of a wandering academic scholar, who also happened to be a water bender, saved his life. After that his tribe was in a perpetual state of warfare with the other tribe. His smaller tribe could not hold out though, and they were either all killed or driven from the desert.
His family moved to the desert when Zemin was 17. For the longest time, his family was fractured. His father and mother did not like to talk to each other or discuss the goings on of life back home. every day, his father would trot off without a word to work, where he worked as a sander at a jewelry shop, and his mother would sit home and either tidy the house or cry. Zemin stepped up and began to work as a freelance body guard for several local mid-range politicians. People were intimidated by his traditional sand bender rags and he succeeded in this venture because of that. When Zemin was well into his 18th year, his parents died from a fire. No one knows if the fire was caused by a fire bender or was just a normal, but tragic, fire. For several months now, Zemin has been on his own. He still picks up freelance work when he can get it, but spends most of his time in an abandoned house's basement.
