Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Jan 28, 2010 3:48:54 GMT -5
[/font][/size]RIGOLETTO CARILLON-DRA
Ben Barnes (Is what he looks like on the side that is with out the mask)
Joseph Paur (As Rigoletto, is what his face looks like that is scared)
(Is the best photo I can find, for the moment)Basic Information
Full Name: Prince Rigoletto Carillon-Dra
Nicknames: Ribaldi, Carillon Phantom, Phantom
Date of Birth: June 14, year?.
Gender: Male
Occupation: Professor of Herbology & Assistant in D.A.D.A. & helps the Order when they need it?
Allies- (Albus Dumbledore and & he has been asked to watch after Severus Snape by his mother long ago
Enemies-Voldimort
Race: Are they a werewolf, giant, plain wizard, or something else? Put that here.
Vampire
Hobbies: Dealing, sword fighting, jousting, magic, reading & much more
Appearance:
Hair: dark black curry, shoulder length
Eyes: silver blue most the time with gold in them
Build: muscular
Height: 6' 4
Physical traits: He is a tall, 6'4 with muscular build, but he is stronger then he appeasers at first glance. His eyes are silver blue, but at time look silver gray or silver gold.
Possessions: A sword, that has silver, gold & jewels on the handle & a half a white mask, along with a old wand mad of jewels & ivory with gold. Silver & bronze. A ranian & half Abraxan. The cross between the two winged horses that he has been know to raise has the speed of the granian & the power if the abraxan. He also has a Kneazle, he has been known to have snakes as pets but at the moment he has none.
Personality
[/font][/size]Personality: He is a tall, 6'4 with muscular build, but he is stronger then he appeasers at first glance. His eyes are silver blue, but at time look silver gray or silver gold. His demeanor is good & he is moist & kind, much like many of old nobility where. He has been trained & schooled in the old ways & even with all the years he lives he has never fully lost his old ways.
He can be a loyal & trusting friend but, if you anger him he can be much like a demon but, to get to such a point you must up set him greatly. He is even with the white mask in place he holds an air of rigidness, grace, power, strength & mystery, there is an air that he cared that he captures a persons attention & many find them self’s drawn to him for some unknown reason or feeling.
He can be quite the charmer or even a bit of a ladies man but, he is always respectful of all the ladies he sees ever day in many ways seeing them, above him on some high field that with out them they would not be here.
He at times can be intimidating, when it comes to his honor & will to get answers. But he also can be kind very kind, much like yin & yang that all of use have with in use
Likes: a good fight, those that can beat him fairly
Dislikes: those that have not honor & harm children & the innocent
Strengths: Occlumens, Legilimens, telepathy, Potions dueling, Herbolegy, fencing, horse back riding, coming up with spells
Weaknesses: Weakness: Can be see as a weakness, his love for those that are innocent. His family & friends as well as his fear many times to have his face seen with out his mask, for he would be seen as a monster. Hardly every being accepting
Wand: It is made out of an ancient wood, called yew wood. The wand is 13 1/3 inches; it is good for many things but mostly for spells, charms & dueling.
The core is a phoenix feather & a dragon scale
Patrons: Is a mix between a Phoenix & dragon, it has feathers but, a bird & dragon like head, it can breath a fire like a dragon & yet can make a sound like the call of a Phoenixes
History
Heritage: Pure blood
Social Standing: Family? Friends? Enemies? Rich or poor family? Please include them here! He is high favored by many but, he had enemies but, many of them will not try anything. He is rich & has much land all over the Wizarding World & over the earth. He also holds many deeds to business & other things that take his interested.
House: Slythrin.
History:
Father: Joseph
Mother: Rose Marry
Married: no
Children: none anyone knows of
He has much history that is woven threw out history & time, he was born in a kingdom know as carillondra, it was said to be so distant it was though that it did not exist. From there he traveled to a village called Castlegate
He grew up with his family close by, his mother was well know for her skills & his father was know for his as well with in the world of the wizerding world. At a young age Rigoletto took up magic, such as slight of hand & that. He became good at it, only to learn later that he was a wizard.
He learned the ways of a wizard & how to duel as well as many things from those he could. But he had to at times travel from one wizard or witch to learn a new skill or that. But he found he made many new friends, as he learns many new skills. After much time he learned to hold his own in a duel & much more. He learn the art of making potions, as well he learn to harness his skills in occlumens & legilimens, it come to him natural.
He learned to make potions, he used them to help those that where hurt or if they needed it. He learn much as he mad them, lie what each herb was used for or plaint, what each property was used for or even the smell that each of them gave off.
He soon found that he wished to learn as much as he could about the world & things to do with it. And the only way to do this was to going to the world of man, to learn many things.
He traveled between the muggle world & wizarding world as he learned many things. After several years, he knew that had to leave to keep going in his quest for knowledge. One day he would return to his home, but for knows he needed to learn much more.
He ran into trouble on his travels, he got in a despite with a man one late night. Rigoletto left that night wanting to not cause trouble, but he would only later find that his life would change before a new day came. It had started to rain hard, he drew his cloak closer as he got on his horse & rode off, into the night.
As he rode threw the night, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck go on end just before he felt him self taken off his horse only to land with a hard though on the mud soaked ground.
He did not now what was happening, for he was still in shock at being attacked.. it only came as a greater shock when he saw the image of a person before feeling a sharp pain in his neck, as if pierced by something sharp.
As he struggled for his life, he could feel his life leaving him & just before he passed out he knew what had happened. He had been bit by a creature of the night, he was doom to walk the earth for all time or until some one killed him.
Amazingly Rigoletto though he would of died form the morning rays, but it looked like he could move during the day. As he rose he could hear & see things that he had not heard or seen before, things that no human ever would.
He started to move once more; thankfully he found his horse & rode for a tavern or some where safe. He found softly with in a cave that for some time had been his home, he had used potions he bought to keep down his hunger that called for blood, after time he learn to control it.
But it was not easy in the beginning, once he felt it was safe he left the cave to vanished out to see what he could hear, about who might of been the vampire that had bit him. He learned much in his time away from his cave, but not the name he was looking for.
Many years passed, as he continued to learn what he could. To pass the time he took up the violin, that when played by a master had a voice as pure as the angel’s voices in heaven.
As he started to master the violin, his soul was fused with it & it sang as pure as the mountain crystal waters. Time when on & things changed, Rigoletto had found him self a home & fixed it up better then it had ever been.
As he traveled he was once more helped out when he was found half dead, by a man that he later found out was a monk that lead him to a place that he later found to be sangwela. He found much peace here & how to not only make peace in mind in soul but, how to forgive those that did not needed to be forgiven.
After much time he left, feeling a need to return home once more. Fate would not be so kind as it lead him to a man that was hurt greatly, he with out thinking helped the man as the monks had tough him. He later helps the man to return home he found out the man was a separation. This separation took him in as if he was family, teaching him the ways of the separation. there ways might have been harsh but they where seen as the best fighting force & some say there has been none to match them yet in there ways.
He was in many wars & won many battles, but soon he saw that if he did not leave, he would be found out to be what he was. But there were also other reasons as well. As a separation he fought for his homes honor, he soon found he had to leave for he had received a message requesting him home.
So he left his home continuing his thirst for knowledge’s, as he traveled he came a cross an amazing land that had many wanders, this place later became know as Roma, he was passing some guards they though Rigoletto might be a spy, he moved told his guards to take him, Rigoletto on instanced fought back but, it was no use he found him self taken as a slave.
Later after many fights in the arena, the roman empire called him forth he soon was bought again, along with his men as part of the army, not much higher then a slave but, it was another steep closer to freedom. He soon learns the ways of army's fighting & language. Soon he had his freedom & was considered to be the top soldered as he made his way to general. As solder with in the roman army he was fierce when on the battle field where had gained his solders loyalty, at times been an assassin to keep his empire safe.
He lead his men with out fear or deed, he fought for his empire but soon the roman empire started to dissolve, into the past as did he. He to some time off to learn much more, as he travailed he traveled by ship to many new land & some old ones once more.
He disappeared with them taken time to returned to his home, but after time he once more took his place in history as a knight, of the realm but soon gave up his name & I dentally to become the mysteries & feces black knight of legend & legacy.
As he traveled he found him self before the one that had bitten him, he was told if he led a vampire to victory he would be realized freed from being bound to the one that bit him.
He agreed, soon he was leading many vampires in to battle, against some werewolf that had strict against the vampires. The battle was fears, but the vampires where winning. As Rigoletto lead a few of his troops threw a pass, he since the danged but it was too late it was an ambush.
Rigoletto would not leave his men, to be slaughtered he fought beside them by the werewolf's soon had what few vampires that where still alive & made a bergen with Rigoletto, they would set the vampires free if he threw down his sword.
Rigoletto threw down his sword & his men where freed to return to there clan unharmed. But Rigoletto was grabbed quickly for there he was taken prisoner.
Once he got free once more, he could not easily go back to the vampires. Being imprisoned by the were wolfs for any amount of time was like have a curse put on you.
For along time he remands away form men & there ways for nothing appeared to be changing even with in the mystical world of the warding world. After many years he came out of hiding as he learned the ways of the great & powerful wizards & witch's of the time.
He learned to harness the powers he held threw his blood to be commanded threw the wand that had chosen him.
But over time much was happening there started to be hostiles with in the wizarding world & soon the one know as the dark lord had risen.
Rigoletto had been requested by some of the wizards of the time. He was requested for the good of the wizarding word, he was to assassin the dark lord. He was close to the dark lord when he strikes, but he only to find him self hit by a spell in the back.
He had been betrayed, as he lay there waiting for death to come he found something worse then death came, a curse of a spell cursed that cased half of his face to become, pale & almost death like. He later found that the reason for his failing was he had been sold out by some one he at one time, help close.
Wounded & disfigured to the point of no magic could heal he disappeared. Learning to deal with his failure & the price of it, but failure was not kind he soon found him self once more with in the world of wizardry where he had been asked to help.
OOC
[/font][/size][/color]Name: Rigoletto
How long have you been RPing? About 4 or more years lost count
Where did you find us?
Sample RP (may be copied and pasted from another site, but it must be at least 300 words):[b/]
Rigoletto moved threw the forest, he was wearing a black cloak, black boots that rode to knee high, black gloves, as well as black Italian style paints & a Victorian style vest with a purple silk shirt under the vest. He made no sound as he moved, with in the forest, he could feel his inner beast clawing its way to be set free.
A beast he had keep in cheek for some time now but, even one that had mastered there inner demon’s there was still the demon that would fight for being free or freed to the point that it could be maintained.
Rigoletto fought well against it, knowing that the forest was the best place to be it would mean the safest for those at Hogwort’s. Rigoletto had already, sent the head master word that he was not him self & if it came to it. Well he had asked Snape to stop him even if it meant the ended. The problem was he did not know if Snape could stop him if he lost control.
He was stronger & older the Albus had been before he had die or so some say others said he was not so, just on leave for a bit. Even when he did not look it, his mind was starting to fog as he felt the shifting in his body, he growled at the feel as he continued to fight against, against the shifting with in him. The potion he had taken early had not set in fully with him but, this was normal when he finally took the potion his body was on the edge of tearing its self with in two but, so far he had be able to contain the beast the shifting or at least he had for many years, several centuries & was the only one he knew that had been able to do so.
He could smell every thing around him from the animals in the forest, to the trees & plains, there was the smell of rain that was starting to form. He could heard the rustle of the smallest beast, the hearts beats as some beat slow why others where like raging water that pounded over rocks.
With that he continued to walk deeper into the forest, his hand moved to fest on a tree when he felt his demons flickered again, he growled again as he dragged his hand over the tree but, as his hand left one could see the mark that was carved deep into the wood the mark that looked to be done by that of razor sharp claws of that of a large cat or perhaps the talons of a bird of prey.
He growled again as he moved to start to run, as if to burn the demons with in him up & settle them into peace once more. Then with that only helping them some he moved to clime a tree, easily climbing as if part cat.
The rain had started & was covering the ground, making it soggy & wet. The rain appeared to help as he took a seat with in a tree, the rain soothed his demons into slumber & his soul or what was left of it into peace.
He simply rested with his back against the tree, high up in the tree where he became not more then a shadow with in the dark forest. And where none would see him or find him or detersive him. His ivory mask was as always in place & his fingers moved to light touch the ivory, as he started to regain his senses of him self & not his demons.
His fingers light removed the ivory mask to allow, the rain to run over the skin that was reviled. The cold rain felt good on his warm skin that had one been his gift & now was his curse in many ways. Making him suiting to the demon he was & the angle he tried to be or wished he could be.
The skin might have been scared by one, that had simply got the drop on him but, ever the wizard that cursed him had not be strong enough to finish him. And when the time came, he would finish of the one that had cursed his face & bring peace to the Wizarding World once more.
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