|~| Osbeorn |~|
Name; Osbeorn Niadh Wildrad.
Name Meaning;
Osbeorn: “God, Warrior, Man.”
Niadh: “Warrior, Champion.”
Wildrad: “Wild, Savage, Advice, Counsel.”
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Age; His exact age has been lost to time, though it’s most likely in the hundreds. Physically, he looks to be somewhere in his mid to late 20’s.
Gender; Male.
Pronouns; He/Him.
Sexuality; Gray-AroAce.
Alignment; Neutral Evil.
Role; Second in Command for Myridia.
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Appearance;
Osbeorn technically has two forms. One that is physical and one that is not, seeing as he has wraith heritage. When in the less physical form, he mostly just seems like a cloud of dark smoke that’s been tinted red. He does tend to echo his more physical form at least, as if it’s only been wrapped in smoke. But, truly, let’s go over his physical form.
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He’s tall, even for most standards of the fae, standing at a rather intimidating 9'3”. His skin is a dark gray, though still lighter than most wraiths, though his blue undertones do help him there. He also possesses freckles, one of the only traits still passed down from long dead ancestors.
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Osbeorn has a rectangular face shape, long with a sharp jawline. His nose is ever-so-slightly crooked, and quite pointed due to his redcap heritage. His lips, downturned and rather full for a fae, are pulled in a near constant frown, scowl, or grimace. As for his ears, they’re pointed and capable of moving around quite a bit, on a constant swivel for even the faintest of noises.
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His eyebrows are also a bit thicker than the average fae’s, and constantly pinched or furrowed in thought. Truly, the only reason why they aren’t even thicker is that he’s developed the habit of picking at them. The scleras of his eyes are black, yet another hint towards his wraith heritage. The rest, however, only shows his redcap lineage, with slitted pupils and blood red irises. The shape of his eyes are hooded and downturned. His blood red hair, cursed thing it is, grows exceptionally fast due to his redcap heritage. He tries to keep it short and neat, but by the end of the week it’s in his face and down to his shoulders in length.
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His body structure is something between mesomorphic and ectomorphic, with lean and toned muscles, broad shoulders, and definition that lends itself to his rigorous training. He weighs in at a healthy 355 lbs, his BMI at 20.26, which seems low for his muscle mass only because his wraith heritage means weight isn’t as good an indicator for anything as it would be for most other fae.
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As for scars, Osbeorn possesses many. Most from battle or training for battle. His entire body is covered in them, from his chest to his arms to his legs, with callouses and nicks and much larger ones that seem to be from injuries that most would have considered life threatening. He has one across the bridge of his nose, another cut from his right eyebrow to his left cheek, one that cuts through the right side of his mouth, and even one that starts along the top of his left eyebrow and disappears into his scalp. His hands aren’t much better, with callouses and nicks and scars from longer cuts across his palms. Truly, he seems to have more skin that’s scarred than he has skin that isn’t.
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When it comes to clothing, he tends towards dark sweaters and long sleeved button-ups paired with black cargo pants and black combat boots. The one splash of color tends to be that he always seems to have some sort of outerwear on, whether it be a suit jacket, trench coat, or something else. The color of it is almost always red.
Voice; Osbeorns’ voice is low and gruff, but with an airy quality to it. Really, he sounds what one might think smoke or soot would sound like should it be able to speak. Emotion hardly ever pushes through his tone, and he doesn’t really seem to have any truly distinguishing accent. Truly, if anything, he sounds like a general, someone whose life has been a constant war.
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Personality;
Serious | Militant | Rigid | Paranoid | Proud | Calculating | Survivalistic | Threatening | Perceptive | Sadistic | Cruel | Unforgiving | Straightforward | Ruthless | Hard Worker | Strategic | Very Low Empathy | Merciless | Keen | Careful | Vindictive | Righteous | Callous | Opportunistic | Cold | Cunning | Patient | Observant | Paranoid | Reserved | Strict | Closed Off | Attentive | Mature | Efficient | Wary | Vicious | Direct | Organized | Cautious | Uncompromising | Level Headed | Violent | Detached | Harsh | Driven | Exceedingly Loyal | Quiet | Intelligent | Determined | Did I Mention Paranoid | Adaptable | Heart of Stone | Neat | Protective | Definitely Not Reckless | Prepared | Vengeful | Collected | Logical | Lethal | Strong Will | Hateful | Punctual | Decisive | Authoritative | Aloof | Unyielding | Distant | Intimidating | Paranoid | Brutal | Independent | Resourceful | Self-Assured | Reclusive | Sly | Disciplined | Tactical | Interrogative | Confident | Resilient | Thoughtful | Cold Tempered | Hostile | Analytical | Honest | Sharp | Responsible | Dependable | Tidy | Calm | And Did I Mention Paranoid
I’ll probably come back to edit this into paragraphs at some point but I seriously just want to get him posted already sooo- Yeah.
Likes; Violence, Reading, Learning, Animals, Solitude, Nature, Being Prepared, Red, and War.
Dislikes; Pacifism, Bright Lights, Socializing, Unearned Arrogance, Failure, Children, Hesitation, Ignorance, and Slothfulness.
Strengths; Weapon Usage/Experience, Blood Magic, Stealth, Strategic, Intelligence, Endurance, Survival Skills, His Heritage, and Perceptive/Observant.
Weaknesses; Paranoid, Social Events, Ruthless, Vindictive, Standoffish, Detached/Distant, Extreme Trust Issues, Cruel, and Low Empathy.
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Affiliations; TBD.
Themesong(s);
Warriors by Imagine Dragons.
Natural by Imagine Dragons.
Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes.
Stronger by The Score.
Another Level by Oh The Larceny.
Way down We Go by KALEO.
Bottom of the River by Delta Rae.
Believer by Imagine Dragons.
Snakes by PVRIS & MIYAVI.
Blood // Water by grandson.
Labyrinth by Miracle Musical, Shane MauX, & KAYE.
The Details in the Devil by JT Music & Andrea Storm Kaden.
Angry Too by Lola Blanc.
Courtesy Call by Thousand Foot Krutch.
Enemy by Imagine Dragons.
Other; Sour Milk.