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One pre-made character I use in medieval/fantasy settings.

~Name: Lyren Troff
~Age: 39
~Gender: Male
~Race: Human
~Job: Assassin/Spy
~Appearance: He is the perfect crowd member. His eyes are an odd color: If he has blue near them, they are blue, green if green is near, etc. He has a dusty sort of brown hair that can be lightened to blonde or darkened to black without too much work. He is an average height, but he will not shy away from using stilts or stooping down to blend it. Nothing automatically makes him stand out in a crowd.
~Clothing/Armor: This various from what town he is in. If he is in the mountains, surrounded by snow, he wears heavier clothes then he would in port-city in the desert. This is also true for armor, as he wears whatever his current job requires him too.
~Behavior: He is a good mimic. If he is in the Empire's Holy City as a monk, you wouldn't be able to pick him out of a group at any time in the day. Night, meal times, times when the monks are alone, he fits in at all of these. If the next day he is in a town plagued by war and illness, he could be the homeless man at the table, the one serving that man soup, or the guard at the doorway.
~Weapons: Not his strong point--he is not the best with weapons. Hand him a halberd in the middle of the fight, he would come across as being a novice to weaponry. The one good thing of this is that in the middle of a fight, he is not normally being watched as intently. He is poor with ranged weapons; the only weapon he is anything approaching normal with are daggers and short-swords, and even these he is relying more on luck then skill.
~History: He met a man in the market while he was a child, around the age of five. The man was oddly dressed, wearing a blue cape, green shirt, and green pants. A silver triangle poked out from beneath the shirt: his belt buckle. The man had a mustache, and the child would have called it a walrus's mustache, had the child known what a walrus was. The strange man also had a dark brown hat on, with three green feathers poking from the left side. The hat's shadow covered a deeply tanned face, the eyes gleaming. Something was wrong with those eyes, it seemed. Not much, just a little. One was green and the other blue. These eyes peered from a normal height, blending with the crowd. The man was not fat, nor skinny, simply fed well. The man asked him to run into a group of children and run back five minutes later. The man smiled when he did so, gave him a sweet, and told him to bring his parents. Lyren did, but told his father that he thought the man was funny. His father, an astounding 7 ft. tall, had laughed, pat Lyren on the head, and brought a small knife in his belt. The man brought Lyren's family to a small room, and asked the parents: 'Would you like your son to be trained as a spy?' The parents considered, and saw that the man was holding a large bag. It clicked when he swung it: money. The parents agreed, but only if their child was not to be harmed. Lyren's training then began on how to spot his target, approach, eliminate, and escape. The training mostly focused on climbing, balancing, and other tasks involving agility. His tests in weapons were neglected, and the agility training (always be careful, test every step everywhere) only hampered the skill with weapons he was trained in. He was still reliable as a spy, but the constant training gave him a touch of paranoia and delusion. So far, this has only augmented his caution to a level rivaling insanity.




If I run across a RP that looks good, but any of my other pre-created characters don't fit, I make one up on spot. Here are the characteristics.

Vampires, War-evil, Fantasy-evil, Demon, human-evil, etc. --
Pale.
Manipulative.
Bright.
Arrogant.
Good at persuasion.
Underestimates most everything.
Hated easily.

Angel, War-good, Fantasy-good, human-good, etc.
Bright.
Kind.
Generous.
Unskilled--very. Would cut off own foot unskilled.
Will do anything for free just to get 'satisfaction from a good deed'

Neutral
Bit of the two above.

Thank you.
I'll start improving/rewording it now.