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Name: Coren Wren
Age: 23 years
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gray Asexual
Role: Trained
Appearance: At first glance, Coren comes off as slight of build, standing at five foot two and weighing about one hundred ten pounds. Slender he may be, but he is not delicate or weak by any means; he has toned muscle from his training and is very strong despite the impression most get from looking at him. He has a healthy level of fat on him, meaning that there is enough to serve the naturaly purposes that fat does; acting as personal shock protectors, normal bodily function, the fact that it is vital in regulating body temperature, to list a few. So while he has muscle, there is some softness to them.
Coren has shiny raven-black hair which is usually cut short. The color of his sharp eyes is a very dark brown, appearing black most of the time; the shape of these coal-dark eyes are angular, slightly narrowed, shape, a characteristic trait of upturned eyes. And are slightly reminiscent of a cat's eye in shape. Bronze tan skin is stretched over a lean body, pale scars of varying size and origin mark his skin. The most prominent scars are on his face, since he can't cover his face up successfully, though there are a few that are covered up by clothes; there is one cutting from his nose through his lips on the left hand side and stopping at the bottom of his chin, in certain lighting, it looks like the pale mark wraps under the chin. Another is located almost in the middle of his forehead, but is slightly off to the right hand side; the deep scar starts two inches below his hairline and goes up and disappears into his hair for another inch. There is a thin scar, nearly the color of his skin, starting at where one of the front corner of his eye is and stretching over the bridge of his nose to the other eye. The most common expression on his face is indifference, his face is usually blank, cold, devoid of emotion or feeling. It is rare for him to show emotion in his face and body language. His tone of voice is cold as ice, like his facial expression; but the air around him almost seems to radiate hostility in most cases.
Coren has a way of moving, his footsteps quick and light and quiet upon the ground, it makes him stealthy; like a living shadow. He would have made a great assassin or spy in truth. His movements can also be described as efficient
Personality: One of the most promient things about Corin is his quietness, well, more like silence in most cases, he is not a talker by nature. However this does not apply when he is asked a direct question, he will answer if it is not too personal; he is not someone to go on pretty long if asked about something. The way to describe his speech would be laconic, very few words and summing it up in shortest way possible; in some situations this is good, but also when one wants more detail, it can be a bit irritating when one has to prompt him to say more. He is aloof, not friendly by any means and unapproachable; not a people person to say the least. He does not welcome human company very often, and actively avoids it most of the time; sure, if he has to work in a team or stay around people, then fine, he won't be happy but he'll do it. And in those rare social cases, he will usually just stay by himself, as much as he can, and glare at anyone who approaches him. So safe to say, he isn't friendly. And most don't find him pleasant to be around, either unsettled by his coldness or the near hostility he shows, if not that then his laconic and sometimes cutting speech. He once heard someone say that it was like he had a heart of stone, and it certainly sometimes seems like it; with his mask of indifference.
Despite Corin giving off a malignant vibe when some brave soul decides to come near him for an extended amount of time, or just in general, he doesn't actually want to hurt that person. Usually. There are some...exceptions. But the baleful feeling makes others uneasy because they think he is on the verge of murdering someone else, which is a very reasonable conclusion in most cases. He does not like most people, but he will not attack without a reason, well, he won't attack physically, contrary to what some may think he is not a rabid animal, thank you very much. But, the hostility is not a bluff, if you provoke him, he will strike. At the same time, he is patient, in the way a predator is; waiting, watching for his prey to stumble. It is an interesting mix, fairly quick to fight, but patient when waiting for something. And his patience level as a whole depends on his mood, so sometimes he may be more short with others if his mood is worse than usual. It all depends. Corin is wary, by both nature and experience. His trust is not given easily and is easily lost. He is not used to others being nice to him, because he is not a nice person usually to anyone; so he expects that whenever someone is being nice to him, then they want something from him, why else would they act like that around him? When he is so cold and hostile? Yeah, something has to be up.
His silence and hostility conceals a clever mind, he is quick to learn and pick up on cues. He is intelligent, and sometimes one may be able to see the metaphorical gears turning in his eyes when he is more distracted, not very often though, and usually it is just a glimpse. His mind is tactical, calculating, in an almost cold manner; if he had wanted to climb the rank ladder then he'd be a person you wouldn't want to get in the way of, fortunately, he has no desire for climbing the ranks. Coren does not show that he is injured, in the case that he had gotten hurt; nope, depending on the severity of the wound, he will either just grit his teeth and keep going or try to stop the bleeding or cover it up, at least. Other than that, he will not draw attention to a wound, despite his intelligence and that it is inadvisable to cover up any injuries, he will do it. God help anyone who tries to help him out, whether it be treating a bad wound or just give him a helping hand; mostly because again, he believes that they are up to something in being nice to him, despite offering to help out is considered polite. A small part of it is feeling like he owes someone something or it just stings to admit weakness or needing help. Coren is not a nice person by any means, internally or outwardly, but there a times where he will show a slightly nicer, less sharper side of himself. Not very often, and with only those he explictly trusts, and his 'nicer side' is only a little less cold or hostile, but he's the type that says he hates you but actually secretly enjoys your company. It's very rare, seeing as he does not like people in the first place, so you would have to be someone special to befriend him.
Strengths: he is smaller than most, which means he has more speed, agility, and stealth. And also being underestimated at first glance.
As a result of being more in the background, he is able to observe quite a few things, his intelligence helps him out with watching others too.
Coren is a vicious fighter, quick and nimble. He goes for spots that hurt, he is a good fighter without any weapons, and can improvise with things laying around; but he is not good when he has a weapon too large or heavy for him. He usually fights with a knife or smaller dagger if any conventional type weapon.
Weaknesses: His aloofness and coldness leads others to not like him that much, and it is bad when he needs to work in a team.
He is usually quiet, and while this can be a strength, it contributes to the closed off feeling others get, and he doesn't like to speak more than necessary anyways. Along with him not bringing purposeful attention to any wounds.
Listen, his whole attitude is not fit for being in a team. He is not a people-person.
He is strong, yes, but he isn't as strong as others larger than him. His small size is an advantage and a weakness
Likes: Being alone.
Using his skills.
Animals. He has a soft spot for them
Startling others, or watch them act wary around him when they don't need to.
Fighting, verbally, physically, whichever.
Being underestimated.
Dislikes: Being around people.
Being held back.
Being made to talk more.
Being looked down upon, or anyone who looks down upon anyone really.
Getting hurt.
Having to stay still for prolonged periods of time.
Having attention on him.
Fear: Betray
Family: s
Background: s
Roleplay example: s
Other: My mom, truly, gets startled everytime a frog jumps around.
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Mind if I reserve a Mage? |
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Mages are not reservable ^^
I'm allowing myself to be picky with this RP, so multiple people can make mages and I will be choosing my favorites that fit the story best.
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Name: Khufu Carabella
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Uncertain. He's never thought about it before.
Role: Nobility
Appearance: Khufu stands at the rather average height of 5'7. He has a sort of... fluffy, look to him, what with having a mess of platinum blonde hair that falls in his face often, falling a bit past his shoulders (though it's long enough for him to put it in a small, albeit fluffy ponytail; it looks like a rabbit's tail more than anything, really). Framed by thin, arched eyebrows and strands of stray blonde hair are bright, observant blue eyes, a lovely azure color with just a tinge of green. With the sharp look in his eyes, an oval-shaped face, and an elegant, thin nose, he has a fairly regal look to him, too, befitting of someone of his pretentiousness. His body type shares his height's average-ness. He's naturally an ectomorph, but due to the fact that he... just isn't that tall, he resembles a skinny mesomorph. Not that he's all that skinny -- he has quite a bit of wiry muscle to him, mainly built in his legs, gifting him an incredible amount of agility. It resembles slenderness more, then; not quite lithe, but it certainly still has a slightly regal note to it. His skin is mainly unblemished. He has a small scar here and there, of course; a small one on his lower abdomen, another on his collarbone, whatever. All, however, are in places that are more difficult to notice and are generally covered up by his attire. Considering the fact that he usually wears a furred cloak over it, it's especially difficult to see, though not purposefully hidden. In fact, Khufu is almost proud of them; proof that he's been through vigorous training and come out almost entirely unharmed. He thinks of them as a testament to his perfection, though considering many of the scars were from small mistakes he'd made, they're probably more like the opposite. Personality: Sometimes, it's difficult to tell whether Khufu is a clueless person or a perceptive one. Of course, the answer is both, not that he acknowledges the former -- he's always been quite proud of his intelligence and lauded for his prodigious qualities, so that's what he focuses on. Yes, he's quite the intelligent one, always having had a keen eye and the ability to grasp new concepts quickly. He's excellent with his words, too, and an even better teacher at that, not that he uses that particular skill much. With a high sense of curiosity and a love for learning, he's just about the ideal student, too. Love for learning is really an understatement, though. Really, Khufu loves to do anything he's good at -- loves to learn, loves to hear himself talk, loves to race, anything he's sure he'll do good at. He's cocky and loud, always sure of himself and everything he does. He's basically never not sure, even -- he goes through life with confidence to the point of obnoxiousness, thinking he knows everything. It's to the point where he's caught off-guard when he doesn't know something, too -- he'll generally make assumptions on basically everything, assuming they have the same mindsets as him, same goals, whatever. Sometimes, he simply doesn't consider things at all, which is the most common case when regarding other people's thoughts and feelings, and likely the most common cause of him getting thrown off-balance. He's pretty bad with people's thoughts and feelings. Khufu is constantly looking towards growth, too -- when he doesn't know something, he'll insist on learning about it. He'll insist to go again when he loses, insist that people tell him all their secrets, etc. etc. He's more than willing to tell people whatever they ask of him, anyway, so the idea of secrets is foreign to him; the only reason he doesn't tell people things is simply that they don't ask and he assumes all of his peers have access to the exact same information as him at all times. It generally leads to him failing to tell people extremely important information exclusively because he figured they already knew when they obviously would not. He's generally out of touch, anyway; he thinks what he wants to think and does what he wants to do. If he decides he likes someone, he decides he's their friend along with it and will act like it until they agree to it, too. He doesn't acknowledge it when they'd say anything that goes against it, either, just like he doesn't acknowledge most insults. Maybe that's why he's such a happy person; he blocks out everything that makes him upset. Maybe that's why he still seems to love life so much when it's so often done him dirty and when many (if not most) people dislike him for many of his traits. He goes through his life with an insane amount of enthusiasm, and it's hard to tell whether it's a show of strength or weakness. Strengths: + Intelligent :: Khufu is pretty damn perceptive. He's observant and quick on his feet, and picks up on things quickly, too. + + Agile :: Out of the traits that aid him in battle, his agility is likely the biggest help. He moves swiftly and knows what he's doing before he does it, and he can move around quite a lot, too. He's a master in the art of getting from place to place on different terrain, as well, both as a mix of his agility and his studies. + + Persistent :: Another thing Khufu is a master in is the art of never giving up, for better or for worse. He doesn't consider something a failure until he's either dead or otherwise entirely certain it's impossible, and he's more than willing to try until one of those points are met. + Weaknesses: - Strength :: Khufu isn't incredibly physically strong. Sure, he's got muscles, but he's more built for agility than anything; in a battle of brute force (or in carrying a heavy object), he's bound to lose. - - Out of Touch :: Khufu doesn't acknowledge what he doesn't want to acknowledge, is terrible with people's thoughts and feelings, and makes assumptions on character that make little to no sense. He's just generally out of touch. Not much else to say. - - Cocky :: Khufu has plenty of unlikable traits, but the most annoying part of it all is probably how he still seems to think he's perfectly fine all the time. - Likes: + Learning. + + Training.+ + Listening to himself talk. + + Antagonistic people. + + Doing things right on the first try. + Dislikes: + Failure. + + People pointing out his flaws. + + Spicy foods. + Fear: Failure. Family: Claudia Carabella - Mother Lucian Carabella - Father Saiko Carabella - Older Sister Ikira Carabella - Older Sister Background: (Assuming he's accepted as a noble! If not, I can change this fairly easily.) Khufu was born for the role of dragon tamer. Quite literally, too; he'd been born to a family with tao children before him, one to be the heir and one to be married off or the backup heir if the first one died young or before having offspring. That left the third and final child to be the designated dragon tamer of the family. Of course, chosen were only eligible to enter competition upon adulthood, and the next opening after his 18th birthday was soon after he'd soon have turned 19. That left a rather bothersome 19 years of raising a child for his parents to deal with, but luckily, they didn't have to bother all that much; all they had to do was train him in the art of becoming a tamer, and their job was done. So, they'd hire trainers for him to teach him to fight and think on his feet, include him in the lessons he'd have with his siblings regarding etiquette, give him a basic education -- nothing extreme. Luckily for them, Khufu seemed to take well to it all. He soon displayed near prodigious affinity for most of what he was taught, in fact, taking his learnings with unmatched enthusiasm. He didn't even seem to mind the neglect, much, either, instead burying himself in his training. His parents and trainers would often praise him, both for his intelligence and for being low-maintenance, which pretty easily got to his head. Roleplay Example: https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=18&t=75970 I play Callan, here.
Other: Despite frogs being well-known for their remarkable tongue flexibility, in the tadpole stage, they don't even have any tongues to speak of. I just thought that was interesting. |
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res one of the trained please ^^ |
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Name: Samuel Lynch (Sam)
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Role: The Trained
Appearance: He sports dark brown hair with a few lighter brown highlights and darker brown lowlights. He wears this dark hair short on the sides, but longer on top. The top is messily styled, if ever styled, as he mostly just runs his fingers through it roughly in the morning. If a few rebellious strands fall into his face, he does little to stop them (mostly because he doesn’t exactly know how to). His eyes are a silvery brown, with a cold and somewhat hostile tone to them. However, if one were to take a close look at his eyes, the brown is more dark chocolate than charcoal, and there are warmer tones directly around the pupil that aren't noticeable from a distance. His skin tone is a cool sandy tone, matching that of his mother's. He has defined facial features. He's got high cheekbones, not softened by much of a layer of fat. He sports a straight, though slightly hooked nose. His bottom lip is slightly fuller than his top lip, though both lips are on the fuller side. His eyes are a bit upturned at the edges, hinting towards asian decent. If one were to consider his race, they probably would settle on some sort of a mix between Asian and German. He has a somewhat muscular build, and stands at about 6'0", tall like the rest of his family. His weight is about 193 pounds, as he is muscular but lean. His body type is mesomorph, as he is lean, but decently muscled all around as well as having about 10% body fat. A tattoo of a black and red serpent-like dragon stretches itself directly along his spine with it's horned head and hissing tongue appearing just above his shirt collar. He usually throws on whatever shirt he finds, but he does have a preference for long sleeved button-ups, and he'll roll up the sleeves halfway up his forearm to allow for a gentle breeze. For footwear, he usually wears black boots that offer ankle support underneath a pair of dark brown comfortably fit pants. He wears a natural cologne of spearmint plants, but not so strong that it's easily detected. His voice is relatively deep and rough, made huskier by his typical serious tone. Personality: - Introvert - Guarded - Loyal - Aloof - Conflicted - Intelligent Well, to start off, he's certainly introverted. He doesn't commonly enjoy small talk and appreciates his space as well as valuing his solitude. Though there are a few individuals he cares deeply for, he doesn't like people in general. In fact, if he does care for you, it's with such passion and loyalty that you could hardly shake him if you tried. Though, getting to this point means he needs to value spending time with you more than he values his solitude, which is a difficult thing to achieve. However, if he were to grow to care for you, it might be tough putting up with him. He goes through phases where he believes that nobody he cares for could love him in return, and distances himself. He often doesn't want to communicate because he doesn't want to burden anyone with his thoughts and emotions, putting a further strain on relationships from his end. He's got what some call a social battery. It is depleted the more he interacts with those around him. Once it runs out, the thought "Got to leave. Got to get out" will run circles around his brain until he gets away from the people around him. Solitude helps him to recharge it. This is one reason he is often quiet. Sam is definitely rather standoffish and distrustful. This is especially when he's getting to know people, and hasn't quite gotten a read on them. If he doesn't know you personally, he'll keep his eye on you. Overall, he's quite the aloof individual, and stands on the sidelines during most social interactions. Sometimes he'll crack a joke, but this is uncommon unless it's towards a close friend of his. He most certainly is neither of these things. Even though he's usually quiet, inside he is daring, curious, and willing to take risks. Don't ask about the scars all across his form (from various dares and challenges that went poorly), that's a sore subject that might bring you in his line of fire. Sam is definitely not a social being, hardly wanting to be with other people. On occasion, he will long for a party or gathering, but this mostly comes upon him when he's been isolated a while. He absolutely can't stand to be around people who don't understand that he isn't the type for small talk. If you approach him with a broad smile, he might force one of his own, but that doesn't mean he appreciates you coming up to him. He isn't going to pretend to laugh at your stupid jokes or agree with your opinions when you're "wrong." However, sometimes he might be drawn to a certain person and then he will try to get to know them, even if they aren't incredibly receptive. Although he is quiet and reserved, he can drop it all at once and become aggressive, especially when in a debate or being disrespected. He isn't just some quiet kid that bows to his bullies, and he lets anybody challenging him know that. In sad or dark situations, he might (strangely enough) be the one to attempt to show everybody the light. Though he is no optimist, he will list off the positives for everybody else's benefit, not his own. Though he's got a cold shoulder, he'll let you cry on it if you want to. He's somebody to vent to, as well, and you can guarantee he won't tell anybody because he either doesn't care or cares enough not to expose your personal problems. You can talk to Sam about near anything, and he won't judge or go around blabbin' your personal drama. He won't even offer advice on what to do in the situation, unless it's asked for, and he doesn't care about anybody's choices unless it'll directly affect him. If your problem affects him, then he might offer unwanted advice, but this is rare. Strengths: - He has a talent for sneaking around unnoticed - he can keep a secret - He has a way of finding out secrets (Observant) - Fighting (with weapons and hand-to-hand) Weaknesses: - He is cold, so few people like him - Family issues - If he's uncomfortable, he can lose control of his actions - Somewhat claustrophobic Likes: - being left alone - when people give the him the respect he’s earned - being trusted (ironic, since he doesn't trust anybody) - intimidating others Dislikes: - People who try to intimidate him - those who try to hurt him or his loved ones - being surrounded by people - having attention - when he isn't listened to Fear: He fears very little. In fact, those who don't know him well (so everyone except the sovereign who oversees him) thinks him invulnerable. While his fear isn't necessarily something that might hinder him in the competition, it is something that hangs over his head constantly. He has cherophobia, and hardly has any intention of attempting to move past it.
Family: Rosetta Lynch - 52; Mother Harrison Lynch - 58; Father Sasha Lynch - 23; Sister Many more siblings of varying ages, with him being just about in the middle (his parents could have had more children after he left). He doesn't keep in touch with them.
Background: To address the matter of how he became one of the trained individuals, he grew up in a poor family with one or two cows and about 10 acres of land. While doing chores, he was spotted by a sovereign that was meeting with his parents to discuss payment for a herd of 30 heifers. He was capable and agile at only 7 years old, and the sovereign saw the potential. While his parents were hesitant, they had several other children (older and younger), and gave him up with reluctance to the sovereign. Since then, he has been trained in combat, survival, and how to handle different types of dragons in different situations. He has become quite the capable but hardened individual for it. While he doesn't consider his sponsor, a sovereign named Douglas Silver, he does confide in the sovereign, figuring that it's his sponsor's business to know his strengths and weaknesses.
Roleplay Example: We've RPed together in the past, but let me know if you need an example ^^
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"Haha so funny, old Mum gave me a girls name. Stop fucking the dead horse and move on." Kinley Sinsmore Lee, Sin, Kin
Age
22
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Role
Extra
Appearance -short- On first inspection many would fail to notice Kinley in the crowd, he tends to just melt into the background, specifically due to his lack of height. The man stands at an adorable five foot three, making him hardly noticeable if you were to scan the crowd. He does not by any means look like one who has been born with dwarfism, in fact he looks more like a child than anything. Many claim he is a cursed half-breed, a mix between a dwarf and man. However, his ailment is caused by his mother being of very short stature, at least that is what he's told. He often prefers to just consider himself half dwarf, that's more interesting than being cursed by his genes. -well built- Kinley's height may trick others into believing him to be a child, but his build does quite the opposite. One would look at him and think, "My god, it's a demon baby from hell." For underneath his clothing he is extremely toned, so much so that it often seems disproportionate when he flexes, though for the most part many do not see his muscular thighs and arms, as he keep them covered up in loose fitted clothing to hide the oddity that is him. -blonde/brown hair- The one redeeming quality of this odd man, at least in his eyes, would be his sandy hued hair. It's not quite blonde, but not quite brown either, falling into the color of damp sand. His hair is just long enough to fall into his eyes in a mess of wavy curls, obscuring the ever present scowl etched into his brow. He quite likes his hair, it is thin stranded but very thick. It is soft to the touch and only lightly frizzy, thank the gods for that. He spends most of his attention on his hair, keeping it trimmed and well taken care of, it is his favorite part about himself after all. -brown eyes- On the flip-side, Kinley's least favorite part about himself would have to be his eyes. They are a dark brown, often time black looking pair of malicious orbs. If he had been a kinder soul perhaps they would look innocent, as they are large and a rounder, almost child-like shape. However, due to his permanent scowl and his questionable personality, they are filled with malicious and malcontent thoughts, enhancing his devil-like appearance.
Personality
-Grumpy- Kinsley is a phenomenon that is difficult to understand. He is a grumpy son of a bitch who doesn't give a shit about other people's problems and will not provide you any advice, he won't even give you a shoulder to cry on. It's your own god damn problem so stop bitching about it and deal with it. If anyone invades his personal space without permission he will hold a grudge against them for all of eternity, he doesn't care who you are, he's done with you, he will barely even acknowledge you. On top of all of that, nosy people, and just about all people, annoy the hell out of him. He doesn't want other people in his business and he doesn't want to explain his choices to anyone, he'll make up his own mind without any influence. If he happens to help someone out it is usually a coincidence, he doesn't care about helping others, he just does things when they will help him out, it's pure coincidence if it helps you out too. -Highly perverted- Kinsley has a fascination with attractive people, well, more of an infatuation. He is quick to notice anyone who has attractive qualities, and he is even quicker to lay the flirt on, he is not shy about his intentions. It's odd to see this man go from a social porcupine to a flirt in an instant, but it happens, and quite regularly. It is one of the traits he inherited from his mother, she was a whore after-all, in fact, that's how the accident that is Kin managed to come into the world. -alcoholic- Kinley has only one true love, one thing in this world he wakes up every day to see, liquor. It is his everything, he works his ass off everyday just to get even a small sip of the poisonous drink, his utter brokenness is due to his addiction. After he's gotten a few drinks in him Kinley becomes a new man, he is outgoing and loud, even sacrificing his personal space for a good laugh with a stranger. Get too much alcohol in him, however, he becomes quite the aggressive man, he will often times hide in a corner "protecting" his "precious" alcohol from the men who seek to take it from him. He often times is the cause of a tavern brawl, he likes to start things with people when he gets too drunk. -slightly psycho?- Due to his multiple parts of his personality, many consider him to be a psychotic, especially when he goes from hate-everybody to sexy flirt, it is very disconcerting how quickly he can change his personality. People tend to avoid him, especially if they have run into him before, not only does his colorful personality cause superstition, but he is quick to become aggressive on a normal day, leading people to believe he isn't all there. Perhaps he isn't, sometimes he doesn't think he's quite right in the mind. It's a toss up as to whether or not he really is a rampaging psychotic demon dwarf, but some days that persona really speaks to him. This may be partly due to the fact that he has a slight god complex, he truly believes he is better than most people, it's a small issue that he tends to keep to himself, very few people realize how legitimate he is when he says he's better than you.
Strengths
-Athletic -Smart (most of the time) -Has survived alone and can in the future
Weaknesses
-Little to no sense when it comes to people -Can be quite bull headed and idiotic quite often -His shortness hinders him
Likes
-Liquor -Storms -Attractive people
Dislikes
-Most people in general -Crowds -Nosy sons of bitches -Animals
Fear
Death He has a strong fear of death itself, not that he has anything in particular to live for, but his slight god complex leads him to believe he should keep living on.
Family
Unknown
Background
Kinley was born into a far from decent life. He was abandoned when he was only a few weeks old at a nearly empty church where none attended but the few clerks who lived there. He never knew much about his mother, nothing but what the clerks told him. She had turned up one day at the church, exhausted and near the end of her pregnancy. They told him she had been quite beautiful, fair skinned with blonde hair and petite, like him. They claimed she was a whore, he believed it, but they never actually told him her name or who she had really been. They found him bundled up in a thin blanket at the foot of the alter, screaming until he lost his voice, his face red with fury and streaked with tears. They claimed he was a son of a devil and debated whether to throw him out to the wilds. They decided to try and raise him on the path of their god. It did not go as planned. He turned out to be just as demonic of a child as they had thought, constantly causing trouble wherever he went. He even tried to set fire to the church one time, he failed and was finally kicked out, he was only nine at this time. He grew up begging for money and food, many times simply stealing whatever he needed. After attempting to steal a large sum of money from a noble family by infiltrating their staff he was caught and brought before them. They needed a competitor to steal an egg and they knew how likely it was he would die trying, so they offered him the option. He agreed. Now here he is. Roleplay Example I've RPed with you but if you still need one let me know and I will link one!
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