Tuesday, January 29, 2008

All about one of my characters: Jacob

Street smart and brave. Stout and informal. Lawful and strong. Jacob is one of the later-occuring characters within book 1, and throughout subsequent works he takes on a more profound role. He is a human in his late twenties or early thirties. Although it is not ever mentioned what his last name is, I have theorised that it is not important enough to mention and will therefore give him none.
What is Jacob's role in the story? He is met at the very end of book 1 and provides the characters an inside contact into the city they are trying to sneak their way into. He is the ringleader in a band of vigilantes that inhabit his home city and they are known as the Iron Hand. When something happens to the Iron Hand to stoke Jacob's anger, he sides with Anar and his troope. Jacob the vigilante doesn't play much of a plot related role in the story. Where other characters make deep decisions about the way things go, Jacob utilizes his intelligence to the aid of another. He helps Anar with his task in the city he lives in and he works to fight against the enemy with his street hardened skills.
Jacob has a backstory which goes above and beyond most other characters of his importance. Being a vigilante, as his backstory went, always meant he was defying the odds and working for the city, taking it easy in the local tavern when on his off time. During his early life around his late teenage years, Jacob took a wife and had two daughters. He could not devote enough time to them and his drinking (vigilante work in the city is hard) seperated him from her. In the end he was found passed out on a table, drunk as ever. Disgusted at her husbands show of foolishness and apparent inability to visit him, Jacob's wife left him forever. To make it worse Jacob has since found out that his wife informed their children of his fallacious passing. By book one he is a hard bitten brute with nothing to lose although his heart is still open to empathy.
Jacob fights with dual rapiers and wears a dark red hood (he stops wearing it forever by the end of book 1). His face is scarred and his hair is "the colour of dead grass". Though I do not mention it, his voice has a heavy Irish sounding accent to it. He is quite street smart and very skilled with his weapons.

Friday, January 4, 2008

The books I read from

So far I have done some research into the fighting styles of the medieval world in order to accurately describe a medieval battle. I have also looked into the tactics and styles used in the Renaissance and classical periods. My hopes is to take a real world group of people and match them up with a group of people from my stories in order to have a model to base them on so to give them a believable element. The books I have looked through include:

-Fighting Styles of the Medieval World
-Warrior (part of the same series as Weapon)
-Weapon (part of the same series as Warrior)
-Battles of the Crusades

Thursday, January 3, 2008

All about one of my characters: Anarasorian (Evolution)

Anar has a short and simple name. I cannot remember how I came up with it and it means very little. Many of the characters in my writings are "recycled" from D&D games, other stories which I have scribled down and then lost over the years and other places. Anar is one such person.
Originally a boy of 16, I aged him up to 20 in order to make his heroism a bit more realistic since I did not want a godlike child soldiers beating up on the enemy as is all too common in works by such names as JK Rowling, Philip Pullman, C.S Lewis and Brian Jacques. Even 20 seemed a bit old for him and I cut it down to the bare minimum of 19. He was recycled from a pervious story of about 100 pages of handwriting which I haven't read. This little story, known as Halfscore, forged the foundations for what I am working on now. His original last name was Engeel which became the name of one of his brothers and Viex replaced it. He has no description in Halfscore and thus his current look did not evolve from anything the way Rook's did. The concept of the Anar character has come some ways.
He was intended to be some godlike individual, a concept discarded. The idea is that nothing he accomplishes is due to destiny or inheritance, he has to work to become a hero (inspirational message?)

All about one of my characters: Anarasorian (Appearance)

Young and promising. Eduacted and talented. Inquisitive and adventerous. Anarasorian, more commonly known as Anar, is the main character and all the stories are told from a 3rd person view of his perspective with occasional sidetracks to other scenes. When I describe a feeling someone is having, it is almost definitely Anar feeling it.
He has black hair, usually worn to the right side of his head. He is fit, being a farmhand, and educated in warfare. Many authors base their characters on themselves in part and Anar is based slightly on my own appearance, mostly with the hair though his skintone is more European than mine. His appearance is nothing special so the reader could make him into whatever they want and it wouldn't change the story.
When the story starts, he is a typical farmer though he gets a Higharc uniform by the time he's in the army. Later he acquires a full suit of platemail which he wears, though rarely does he wear his helmet which he finds uncomfortable. His change of clothing is supposed to show his progression from a farmer into a soldier and later, in books 2 and 3, into a Jindarian commander and a hero.
With his strong build, intelligence and adventerous ways one might ask if he is perfect, if he is a "Gary Stu". He could be seen as an impossibly perfect individual though he does have a few weak points. For one, he hates his father though it plays a small role in the story it still shows through. Anar cannot describe his parent without noting his anger when things are not going his way and cares very little for his feelings. He has a terrible fear of the dark which comes up here and there. Finally, he has little experience in the outside world and there are times when he opens his mouth when he should best be quiet. These are some rather minor points in comparison to his strengths and in the end, does come off as a strangely perfect person. Hey, he's got the whole wrath of the Demonic Empire staring him in the face, he'd better be something special or the story wouldn't be very long.

All about one of my characters: Anarasorian (Summation)

Anarasorian Viex (or Anar) is the main character in my books. When the stories start he is nineteen years old. His birthday is December the 5th. He has the adventerous personality that any hero of his genre cannot do without as well as an extensive knowledge of military history which is the result of having a childhood friend who taught him all he needed to know about life in the army and the army itself. Needless to say, this knowledge serves him well in his travels and in his military career as a Higharc militiaman.
He grew up on his farmstead on Eray with his three brothers and parents. He has had a life which is more comfortable than the lives of most Erayic commoners. His family is richer than most others, have better living conditions, and most importantly: better food. Though this plays little active role in the stories, it does account for Anar's lack of disease and outstanding health which keeps him going through his journey.
While the role of "young hero" may be a cliche, it is an unavoidable one. A story about a middle aged hero may be difficult to appeal to the young readers. Anar is a lot like the typical hero. He is exceptional, wants to do his part, and brave (somewhat). Unlike many heroes of his type, there is no question about his parentage. There is also no question that he is a regular guy with no prophecy telling of his ascenion or destruction of evil and no secret inheritance lurking in the background just waiting to slap divine power in his lap. He is like any other farmhand: a normal human being.
He becomes a soldier and later gains some authority and acquires the power to direct his own actions in the army. By the end of book 1, he is a very different person.