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Created on 2006-07-31 04:57:56 (#10799337), last updated 2007-08-11
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| Name: | Fione |
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B A S I C S |
Name; Fione. Age; 19. (October 2nd) Country; Kalria, living in Yilan. Lost; His twin sister. Family; Father // Ryan, Mother // Elissa, Brother // Valerian [23], Sister // Margaret [19; missing] Languages; Common (fluent), Kalrian (fluent). Handwriting; A neat, sloping script. He keeps his pages clean. |
H I S T O R Y |
Fione was born the first of a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, into a merchant family stationed in Yilan, Kalria. Being the second son, little attention was paid to him during the portion of his childhood that he spent with his family, and instead, his elder brother Valerian was constantly in the spotlight. Fione was nothing special when it came to sums, nor was he any good at learning tongues, and he seemed to do very little other than be beautiful and take up space. At seven, he was sent off to become a knight-- a way to get rid of him, and there was always the chance of him not being perfectly useless with weaponry. So it happened that he was a natural. Through years of hard work and almost frightening dedication, Fione rose higher and higher, often besting men twice his age and excelling in riding and swordfighting. The most that he knew of his family was through visits and the occasional letter, but he still managed to grow close to his sister through these means, writing to her often and spending most of the time that he was at home in her company. He has a rather tense relationship with his parents, though he doesn't care, and they don't either, and is on relatively good terms with his brother. The years went on, as they were known to do, and at seventeen, he was chosen for the prince's guard. Fione is now nineteen, going on twenty, and only recently recieved news that his sister had vanished, assumed to have run away or been abducted. Meanwhile, his journal had somehow become enchanted, connected to many others across the continent, and he's quite unsure what to make of it all. |
P E R S O N A L I T Y |
Fione is composed and serious and very proper, the way that his parents raised him to be. His sense of humour is dry and very flat at best, and this is a fact that he's constantly told to change because it's really no fun at all. One could say he has a bit of a temper, if one should take it to mean "he is set off very easily and yells very loudly and sometimes grabs people and shakes them very hard when annoyed." This was rather inconvenient during his training as his peers often teased him and called him a variety of creative names that were all to do with his feminine appearance. But of course, this is only a shallow anger. When he's truly angry, it's almost difficult to tell, though his words grow terse, his sentences clipped and his face oddly blank, while he seethes and swallows his anger hard. But the temper aside, Fione is composed, serious, very proper and is dutiful to an extreme, completely and utterly Fione is a creature of pride, essentially, clear with every word he writes and speaks. He's all too often called arrogant behind his back, which doesn't go undeserved. |
A P P E A R A N C E |
Fione is well liked amongst the women of the court for his (very feminine) good looks. He has soft blond hair (which is often discussed), striking green eyes (which are discussed even more often) and a face seemingly permenantly set into a scowl (that people still manage to find attractive.) Though lithe in figure, Fione is much stronger than he looks, and excellent with the sword. However, he doesn't particularly mind people underestimating him, so as long as he can prove them wrong in the end. Usually with a sword in the gut. |
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