Ty Fancypaws

[Ty Fanypaws]

Wow, lets see, there are so many times I've tried to cme back and be active here. I was originally Belfoe the Roamer on the first horde, I became Brome, and a bunch of other guys. Though, this time, I think I'm ready. I've quit twenty sites I don't wanna be apart of anymore, I'm only in like three now, I have the url in my fav's so I don't lose it. In short, I'm all set to try and help bring this site back.

Name: Ty' Fancypaws' Franidor

age: 19

Species: Rat

Gender: Male

Appearance: A tall and thin rat, this guy wouldn't look too intimidating if it weren't for the scar under his right eye, and the fact that when he is angry his glare could cut through concrete. His fur is a brownish tint and his eyes are your average blue. His Belly fur is whitish gray. His clothes are a black jacket, large silver belt, and black pants. His gloves have finger holes and are raggedy. Slung across his back are dual sabers, just in case.....

Personality: An outspoken rat that only gets stern and mad if he has to. He's likable and will do anything for his friends. Though, if you're on his bad side, he may think twice about saving you.

Weapons: His paws are just as deadly as his blades, that's why he's called fancy paws. He can disarm his average opponents very easily with his paw to paw skills, but if he has to, he has his blades. His long range sucks, so he doesn't even bother.

History: He grew up in the south as a slave, but eventually was freed by his master. The only reason he was a slave was because his master was afraid he would run off and not protect him against the many hits on him. Though, after proving himself for most of his life, he was allowed to leave. As he sailed for a new home, he kept practicing his skills by making stops at random places and causing tavern fights everywhere. Finally, his travels bring him here.

Family: None. He didn't even know them

Mate: None, and looking possibly

Friends: None yet

I forget the normal soldier regiment's name, but I'd put him there, unless there's a different suggestion.

Fears: Dieing unhonorably, and his friends dieing. He also HATES lizards. Maybe an rp sometime will explain.


Anyway, it was rushed, but there it is. Hope its accepted

[Chicory Rue]

Wow, hey, Brome's back! I've seen some of your old posts on the Horde.

[Ty]

Oh really? Well, hopefully they were good XD, and his other weapon was a claymore. The sabers are more of long knives.... and his regular fur is gray black, not brown. Where I got brown, don't ask.

[Korren Greeneyes]

Hey, nice ta'meetcha! Second!! I'm getting better at our greeting competitions.

*smiles like a twit, and has a dangerous temptation to do the ants-in-the-pants dance*

[Rowtag Shadowblade]

3rd! Pretty sad because this has been up for a while. And there's only about 5 or 6 members. Meh.

[Chicory Rue]

That's actually not bad, considering the fact that many ROC sites have even less activity.

Pretty sad, ain’t it. Tis’ inevitable, though.

[Rowtag Shadowblade]

Yeah, I know. Even the tourney is slacking off. By the way, congrats on becoming the Darian Tundra legion leader, if you're Dunia.

[Chicory Rue]

Why, thank you! I dunno, I just decided to go on a major activity spree one day. Boredom + Alanis Morisette = major activity. And yes, I am Dunia.

Who are you in Fort Tatterack?

[Rowtag Shadowblade]

I'm Sunfire Strongfang, but I didn't know I created him, so I made another. He's Whitefang Taggerung or Taggerung Whitefang. I can't remember.

[Rinafera Woxwitty III]

Wlecome! 4th, aww man. See ya round Fancypants.