Character creation Z'mona Talmarin

[Z'mona Talmarin]

So I really enjoyed making this and a huge thanks to the creator of the "Incredibly Complete Character Planning sheet," it made organizing my thoughts so much easier.  Tear it up, add to it, make suggestions, anything really I enjoy criticism (thanks college English teacher).

 

 

THE BASICS:

Character name: Z’mona Talmarin

Nickname: Z

Origin of Nickname: Faster to say when in combat

Birthdate: 23rd of the 1^st astral moon (the day he awoke from hiscoma)

Place of Birth: unknown

Ethnicity: Miqo’te Seeker

Religion: Doesn’t believe in the gods

 

Height: 68in

Weight: 168lbs

Body type: Tall, sleek muscled

Eye color: silver

Glasses or Vision Enhancements: none

Skin tone (pale, tan, olive, brown, etc): tan

Face shape: (round, square, oval, chubby, heart-shaped): round

Prominent features: Scarring covers over half of his body (think Vash the Stamped from Trigun).  Even thoughheavily scarred most of his body still functions with little issue other than the occasional tearing of scar tissue depending upon how much his body works

Tattoos or distinguishing marks: Standard Miqo’te markings

Casting choice (what actor do they resemble?): I am open to suggestions

 

General health: Average

Disabilities, illnesses, or weaknesses: Awoke from a Coma three years after the Calamity, severe amnesia of anything prior to awakening

 

Fashion and style (what do they wear, how do they wear it?): Depends upon his job location (i.e. greens for woodlands, brown for desert).  He does prefer dark or black if not working,generally worn close to the body for ease of movement

Special jewelry: Prefers not to wear any

Hair color: black with white highlights

Hairstyle: worn down and short close to the head

Grooming: clean kept

 

Additional information:

 

COMMUNICATION SKILLS:

Languages spoken: Miqo’te, Basic

Accent or dialect: Militaristic

Vocabulary/reading level: Average

Voice tone: Stern and commanding

Favorite phrases: “Get up and fight!!” “Nobody gets left behind…. Ever”

Do they curse: Incessantly, though not around females if he can help it

Demeanor: Serious but level headed

Mannerisms: proper and prompt

Gestures: Inappropriate most times, however military hand motions used during combat

Habitual behaviors (nail-biting, drumming fingers, hair fixing, etc.): whistles when bored or waiting, and will continually scan around him same as a paranoid soldier

Posture: Straight back and chest out

PROFESSIONAL INFO:

Current occupation: Working as a freelance mercenary, no matter what the job

Level of job satisfaction: Doesn’t care

Years at current occupation: Going on one year now

Income: varies dependent upon the job

Professional skills: Stealth, Resilience, and cunning

Combat skills: Single handed blades and archery

 

Additional information:

 

LIVING CONDITIONS:

Place of residence: Wherever he can lay his head

Type of residence: Tavern rooms, Military encampments, occasionally nicer places depending on the job he has taken on

Surrounding area (city, rural, etc): 

Cities or military camps

Describe residence: poor

Who do they live with: lives alone

Pets: none

Overall quality of living conditions: poor

Home décor: none

Important features of home: none

 

Type of vehicle: none

Age of vehicle: none

Defining characteristics of vehicle: none

Quality of vehicle: none

Describe vehicle: none

 

Additional information:

 

PERSONAL RELATIONSHIPS:

Marital status: Single/ Unknown

Significant partner(s): Unknown

How did they meet partner:

Nickname for partner:

Previous romantic partners: Unknown

 

Children: Unkown

Relationship with children:

 

Step-children:

 

Important family:

Mother: T’aliq Talmarin

Age: 49

Living or deceased: deceased before Calamity, died during childbirth

Mother’s occupation: Archer

 

Father: Zolin Talmarin

Age: 53

Living or deceased: deceased, died two years after Calamity

Father’s occupation: Paladin

 

Siblings: Younger sister died in childbirth with mother

Describe the quality of relationship with any significant family members: During his lifetime Z’mona had a great relationship with his family.  His father became an alcoholic after his wifeand unborn daughter died on the same day, shortly after Z’mona went and joined with a group of mercenaries and left home.

 

Extended family: Unknown

 

Friends: Doesn’t make them easily, tries not to get attached to other Mercenaries

Best Friend: None

Describe relationship with friend(s):

 

Additional information: None of this information is known to Z’mona, not even his parent’s names.  The only informationhe has to go on for family is a photo left at his bedside.  Upon awakening the healer tending to him said“The man in the photo was your father… he was here every day until his passing”

 

How does the character relate to:

Spouse: Unknown

Lover: Unknown, since awakening has not had any

Past lovers/spouses: Unknown

Children: Unknown

Friends: Doesn’t make them easily, tries not to get attached to fellow mercenaries

Employer: Depends on the pay

Underlings: will beat them into shape, or if they do their jobs well he takes good care of them

Minions: N/A

Pets: N/A

Strangers: Leaves them be

Opposite sex: Generally doesn’t know how to act around them

Same sex: Easy to talk to

Family members: None remaining alive he is aware of

Competitors: If they take money from his mercenary jobs, he handles them accordingly

Authority: Will defy if given the right catalyst

Enemies: Fight until they give up, or are defeated

 

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CHARACTER PERSONALITY AND PSYCHOLOGY:

Any psychological issues or illnesses: Amnesia since the Calamity, only thing he knows is what little information he could glean from a photo left at his bedside.

Meyers Briggs Personality Type: Defender

 

What do they love: Combat

What is their passion: Learning new combat styles

What do they hate: being bested

What would they die for: Honor and perhaps, if he finds it, Love

What do they value: His word and, as a mercenary, Money

Secret loves: People watching, especially female Miqo’te, even though he never speaks to them

Sexual behavior: Unknown, since awakening he’s not been able to hold a conversation with a female

 

Personal philosophies: holds on to some form of a soldier code

Politics: cares little to get involved, unless being paid

Spirituality: believes no gods truly exist, why would they let something like the Calamity happen?

Prejudices: None

 

Greatest strength: Determination, unwillingness to lose or leave a comrade behind

Greatest weakness or flaw: Refuses to leave a comrade behind no matter the odds, and his pride

 

Their favorite attribute: his build

Least favorite attribute: the scars on his body, especially now that he has no stories to tell of them

 

Biggest secret: Doesn’t have one, at least none he remembers

Biggest fear: Learning the truth, and women

 

Most likeable trait: Determination

Least likeable trait: can be arrogant, even though he has amnesia he still has great combat prowess

How are they perceived by others: As most mercenaries are, generally as scum depending upon their record of jobs

 

Proudest accomplishment: Surviving the Calamity, he has since learned that the loss of life that day was innumerable

Other accomplishments: Multiple accomplishments from mercenary jobs

Biggest regret: Not having kept a journal prior to the Calamity

Most embarrassing moment: Stuttering in front of a Miqo’te girl for almost a straight minute, she then laughed at him and walked away

Personality quirks: Confident in battle but not when talking to females

Would they like to change anything about themselves: the scars on his body

 

Short term or long term goals: To escape the mercenary life, maybe become a guard or an honorable soldier

Obstacles: Money and his reputation

 

Heroes or role models: None

Negative role models: Other mercenaries

Biggest life influence: Combat

 

Likes or dislikes: Like- Training in multiple combat styles, Dislike- People who treat women without respect

Favorite book, movie, music, etc: During his down time will read whatever books he can pick up

 

Additional information:

 

PAST HISTORY: All unknown due to amnesia

 

Hometown:

 

Past relationships:

First love:

First sexual experience:

 

Major childhood events:

Best memory:

Worst memory:

Saddest memory:

Quality of childhood:

 

Educational experience/level:

Significant school experiences:

Special skills or training:

Anything un-skilled, needs work:

Hobbies:

 

Major illnesses, accidents or traumas: 3 year coma after Calamity, Severe Amnesia following awakening, the scarring on his body will slow him somedays unless he risks tearing some of the tissue in order to finish a fight

 

Police record/criminal record: Not formally accused of anything, but has taken life instead of losing his own as part of his Mercenary jobs.

 

DAILY LIFE:

Morning routine: Depends on what jobs he’s taken

Afternoon routine: Same as the morning

Evening routine: If not working likes to sit in urban areas and watch people

Sleep habits: What sleep he manages is plagued with nightmares from his less favorable mercenary jobs, and of what he assumes is the Calamity

 

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BACKSTORY:

Pain…pain everywhere… what was wrong… why did I hurt so much?  I could barely open my eyes… the light it burned like I was staring into the sun.  A calming voice quickly came to my aid “be easy, easy sir,” as I heardthose words I stopped trying to move around so much.  The blinding lights dimmed slightly, finally I peered out into the room I lay in. 

Minimalistic… nothing special… a tall female stood beside me… who was this person… how did she know me…was I…dead? The tall woman told me… she was an Elezen… her name… was Victoria… she explained that I was in a coma… for three years.  That explained my pain… my body had nearly atrophied from lack of movement, my eyes burned because I had not opened them.  I had to know… what had happened to me…Victoria explained, what she called the Calamity to me, that I must’ve been fighting during the incident.  She said that an older male Miqo’te brought me in afterwards, both of us bloody and beaten but he did not seek attention for himself, only for me.  I don’t remember… everything told to me…nothing is in my memory, why would I be there? Who was I fighting for?

 

That, was two years ago, my body took nearly a year to recover and begin to rebuild.  It was pain, nearly every day,sometimes just lifting my own body weight out of that bed was unbearable.  Every day, up, move, stretch, push… harder…more… faster, until I had rebuilt to a level of what I considered to be normal.  During this time, Victoria kept watch over me… almost like a mother figure, she told me that the older Miqo’te that had brought me in stayed most every day, until his passing a year or so before I awoke.  So, I chose not to stop atnormal, I kept pushing… each day a few more repetitions, a couple more push-ups, and now I feel like I am strong enough to fight each day.  The pain in my body still exists, the scar tissue throbs if I push too hard… there are days I cannot stand to look at myself, and couldn’t imagine anyone else wanting to either… who was I?  Someday I hope to find… another who knows me, knows who I was and what I was doing there at the Calamity.

 

I’ve now taken up the Mercenary life, its quick and simple… however… it has had its darker jobs, things that still haunt me and keep me up.  There have been too many lives taken when they didn’t have to be… I’ll never understand why people ask for this type of work to be done… or why against a superior foe… they refuse to stand down, to live to fight another day.  My blade… and my arrows… have taken lives, I’ll never deny that… somehow, I’ve avoided a prison cell.  However, a few merc contracts have even been set on me, I generally avoid those areas until it calms… or I find the fool gutsy enough to take the job… and suede them to leave it alone.  This is now my life… I hope that one day I can change it, and maybe… just maybe I’ll find my past… but to be truthful… I’m not sure I want to know anymore.

 

Pages from Z’mona Talmarin’s journal, started two days after he awoke.