Flynn.
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Yet another stands before us... Then so be it. For the curse of life, is the curse of want. And so, you peer... Into the fog, in hope of answers.
Member of the Protectors Guild - Darkmist Village. The figure that stands before you is often silent, reserved in their own pitiful way. With lack luster posture and an ambition to match, they are often seen wandering the lands with a world apart gaze. Tattered rags, rusted bits of mail, and weathered linen form their age-old garb. A traveler no doubt, but seemingly without destination. Face: A youthful one, early in their adult-hood, yet seemingly exasperated. With dark bags that hang deep beneath each bloodshot eye, Flynn looks as though sleep is something long past, a distant memory at best. Their voice rolls out as a sullen mono-tone that echoes of ache. Simple dark brown hair often swept up within their cowl. Body: Weak, scrawny, thin. Flynn sports an ungainly physique, one of malnutrition. Far from imposing was this individual, a stepping stone for others. Despite all that, they're always able to trudge about the lands without much difficulty. Markings: Upon the inside of Flynn's right wrist is a bold, scarred circle of wrinkled, discoloured flesh. Black like charcoal, it's a simple large circle that seemed to have been branded to his arm. Jewlery: About Flynn's neck is a worn strand of leather that bore a single bronze medallion that depicted a glorious sun. It was of simple make, and upon appraisal showed little to no value. Weapons: Upon Flynn's hips were two sheathed blades. The broadsword had a wide hilt that was decorated in many clefts from catching heavy blows. The blade was long, and of heavy steel, sharpened despite the notches from over-use. The short blade was in no better condition, effective looking but worn. While there was less scarring upon the blades length, the very tip was chipped, signing it as a thrusting weapon. OOC: I am an enormous fan of the Survival Horror genre, gritty, dark etc. This character is aimed towards just that, So if you're also into that sort of thing, feel free to shoot me a message. Tool - Lateralus |
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| Player: | Forgotten_Martyr |
| Gender (Visually): | Male |
| Race (Visually): | Elf |