Full Name: Anthonidas Dericius Therium

Other Name(s): Sir, mister and that guy over there is all acceptable

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Race: Hylian (I want to start out on an easy one to get the feel of things)

Occupation: Blacksmith although he kind of just makes his own stuff and doesn't really try on other people's things. Well if he makes something cool for someone else, he might keep it and give them something a lot less cool.

Appearance: Tall with black spiked up hair. Likes to wear silver and blue as a combination. His classic outfit would be silver-colored clothes with blue gloves, belt, shoes and blue lining. He would never wear a hat. He would think it would be a crime not to show off his awesome locks! He has a scar down his right eye because of his fight with some zoras and has a darker complection than most hylians. His eyes are hazel and he is also mildly built. You wouldn't call him ripped but he looks stronger than the average person. He has been trying to grow a mustache to look even cooler but it just seems to stay as peach fuzz.

Personality: Kind of selfish and arogant but brave and selfless to things that matter. He is a caring person when it doesn't come to his job and he likes to meet new people (although he might not like them). He also judges people a lot. He can be funny when he gets lucky but often laughs at his own unfunny jokes.

Weapons: He usually just carries around his favorite silver sword with the blue edged handle. He does keep a bow and arrows at his house but doesn't use them often and isn't skilled with them. He also has a huge asortment of weapons that he probably has never carried on him unless to sell at his house/workshop. These include: warhammers, axes, shields, (No he doesn't use a shield. He thinks it slows him down.) gauntlets, knives, spears and maces.

Equipment: He keeps on him AT ALL TIMES his grandfather's ring. It is gold with a green stone and his grandad used it to propose to his grandmum. He plans on using it to propose to his lucky lady someday. He also wears a locket which is locked and he doesn't know where the key is. He thinks it reminds him of himself. His last thing he keeps with him is his brother's bow (which he fixed) and his brother's hat, he keeps slung behind his back. (He still doesn't like to wear hats.)

History: Anthonidas has had a pretty normal life. In his schooling, he was top of his class (although he only had one sibling and he was home schooled). When he was very little, his parents died in a war and he moved in with his grandparents. He doesn’t remember his parents so it isn’t a touchy topic. His grandparents were still very loving (although they passed away last year). He also used to have a brother but he was killed by a group of moblins when they were camping a few years ago…he doesn’t like moblins. When he was a child, he was very good at archery but he hasn’t practiced in a while because he mostly did archery to compete with his brother who was amazing at it! Since his grandparents died of old age very soon after his brother died, it made Anthonidas create a fake outer personality (the arrogant, in love with himself personality). Back when his brother was alive, he was very protective and very kind. In the year after all of the Therium deaths, Anthonidas had inherited his grandparent's house, his grandma's ring and a strange necklace that is locked. Anthonidas had searched throughout the entire house to try to find a key but it was nowhere to be found.

His father was a high guard in the hylian army but in a battle that happened about twenty years ago, he died. After the battle, the hylians eventually came out victoriously but while the enemies were retreating, they killed Anthonidas' mother.

His grandfather was a very skilled blacksmith and taught Anthonidas everything he knows about the trade. His grandad never owned a smithy but always dreamed of opening one up. Sadly...he never got the chance...

His grandmother was a studier of magic. She was always very secretive and didn't teach Anthonidas or Mathias much. All that Anthonidas knew of her was that she'd cook for them, say something really interesting that didn't make sense and then go off into the basement (which Anthonidas believes was enchanted to stay shut except for her). Anthonidas never really wanted to go down there anyway though. Mrs. Therium was always very creepy.

RP Sample: (This RP sample takes place a year ago while Anthonidas was camping with his little brother Mathias.)

A long yew arrow almost cut Anthonidas’ nose off as he woke that clear bright morning by the lake. With his adrenaline pumping, he grabbed his bow and quickly looked around for the intruder. As he scanned around the wooded area he saw a tall, black haired 18 year old, looking very satisfied with himself and sitting on a stump with his bow .

“Oh, you think you’re really clever do you? What if you actually hit me!?” accused Anthonidas.

“Do I ever?” asked the very arrogant kid.

“What if I heard you before and leaned up, Mathias!?” he accused once more.

“Do you ever?” asked Mathias rather truthfully.

Sometimes he really bothered Anthonidas with his life always so dangerously. Of course Anthonidas liked to get into trouble often too, but what Mathias does is suicide! He still doesn't know how he made it this far.

"Well, we have to start heading on back to the house. We've been gone three days longer than we said we'd be so grandma must be worried sick!" said Anthonidas, ready for the trip to be over.

Don't get him wrong! He loved adventure every once in a while but, let's get briefed on what has already happened on this trip. First, getting to their campsite crossing a log bridge that looked like it would collapse with a dog running over it. Then there was the moblin that Mathias annoyed and made him give up where he was sleeping so that they could have their spot. He didn't even want to talk about the weird creature in the wood that he tried to attack for supper! It's just...he had no idea what it could have done! What if it had been poisonous!? What if it clawed him to death!? ...Well...it was delicious so Anthonidas supposed he'd let it slide this time.

They walked down a long path that they thought would take them home faster that was along the river. True it was kind of steep and true, it was a really long drop, but it was a beautiful view with the birds singing and the fish swimming so fast that it looked like they morphed together and reflect mixtures of purples and reds and blues. It was such a beautiful day.

All of a sudden, however, it seemed like the sun sort of turned off! They looked around and it seemed like it was only where they were. They looked up and saw a huge boulder wiggling. Anthonidas saw the same small looking moblin looking menacing with a much bigger moblin father, trying to push the boulder over.

It came crashing down the slope. It crashed onto the trail separating the brothers.

"Are you okay!?" yelled Anthonidas on the side that they were going to.

"Ugh! How dare that spoiled little--I'm going up there!" replied Mathias.

"Don't be stupid! Didn't you see the size of that moblin!?"

But Mathias was already on his way. Anthonidas started running the opposite way, searching desperately for a way to get back up the slope. First he tried rock climbing up, but the rocks weren't strong enough and gave way. He kept running down and running down when finnaly he found vines and growth along the cliff. He used it to climb up and drew his both while sprinting through the woods to where he thought his brother was. He heard yelling and swords clanging but couldn't find his way for some reason when a fairy jumped out of nowhere.

"Haha, play hide and seek with us! We mixed up the--"

"I don't want to hear about it! My brother is going to die!" yelled Anthonidas.

The fairy looked dissapointed but seemed to turn the forest back together but it looked like Anthonidas wasn't even near where he started! He started sprinting towards the sound of the river and ran once again through the woods to where he heard strugling. He finally caught sight of his brother with his sword out and his bow on the ground, broken, sparring with the huge moblin wielding an even huger axe. He would only have one shot so he pulled out an arrow, readied it and pulled back on the string. Right before he could let go, the axe swung and his brother stopped swinging...

Everything after that seemed like a blur. He pulled the arrow, it went through the father's head. The little moblin ran. Anthonidas chased him through the woods. He stopped and hid behind a motherly moblin. Anthonidas shot her too. The little moblin, hid behind a brotherly moblin. Before the moblin could unsheath a sword, an arrow went through its head. Now the little moblin was all alone, just like he was. So Anthonidas left and let the moblin sit there without his family...all alone...just...like...him...

Pets: He has a cat (obviously) named Sidhartha. But he calls him Sid. He's just the only thing left that he really can call family.

Companions: He used to have many friends but now he keeps to himself a bit more.

Family Description: Well...they are kind of all gone...

Property: He owns his grandfathers old house that he turned into a smithy. Lives upstairs, works downstairs, the backyard is Sid's and he has a room with a dummy where he tests his weapons.

Magic/Talents: He is a good swordsman and used to be a really good archer although he hasn't touched an arrow in a year.

He is very fast and doesn't use items that slow him down like heavy armor and shields.

before I discuss the character itself, there are a few problems with the app.

1. Personality is 50 words minimum, you have a few less
2. Appearance is 100 words minimum.
3. History is 300 words minimum.

Fix these issues and I will go ahead with the rest of the app.

Okay, I think I fixed it!

I am generally wary of accepting characters whose entire families have been killed-- Keljeck's Tips on Character Creation provides a good explanation for why it is usually cliché to kill your parents, and I would extend that judgment to the brother and grandparents. However, since you did a good job of including how these deaths affected your character, I will let it slide-- this time.

I feel that the second, third, and fourth paragraphs really don't belong in the history. They don't tell us anything about Anthonidas's own experiences. I suggest moving them to the Family Description section. That will leave us with a short history section that you should expand.