Brynn Faolain, Weapon

[Brynn Faolain]

A Sound Soul

- - BRYNN FAOLAIN - -

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Character name: Brynn Faolain
{Nicknames} "Brynnie".

Age: 17
{Date of Birth}7 March, 1995

Classification: student
{Grade} Junior

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A Sound Body

- - APPEARANCE - -

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Eyes: He has round; slightly almond shaped eyes, dark green in color, with honey/gold flecks around the pupil. They're fairly large, a prominent feature of his face. They generally have an intelligent, intense look to them. However, they become more concerned and friendly once he trusts you.

Hair: Brynn wears his hair long, but well kept. It is a bit unruly though, despite his efforts. It's a dark auburn red, and he usually wears it tied back, with a dark blue ribbon. He is frequently seen brushing it in the mornings before he goes out.

Other facial features: Strong and almost noble looking. prominent cheek bones, and jaw line. Fair skinned, with hints of freckles on his cheeks. His nose seems to have been broken at least once, and he has scars by his right eye and on his jaw line on that side. Wears a neatly trimmed beard and mustache, light brown in color; which like his hair he can be seen cleaning up in the mornings. also wears several silver hoops through each ear, a tradition of young men from his home town.

Build: A little shorter than the other boys at the school, at about 5' 7" but broad. in good shape, mostly from working around his father's woodworking shop when he was young. Generally one of the stronger boys, most dislike sparing against him in the gyms of the school. he is frequently beaten by the quicker students though.

Other bodily features: Large shoulders and chest

Distinguishable Features: Scars by his right eye, and on his right jaw line, and chest. Tattoos on his shoulders, arms, back, and lower legs. clearly the work of a talented artist, mostly dedicated to his home, family, and heritage. most prominent is the Schooner on his forearm, as it is usually the only one visible.

Mannerism: Brynn is usually friendly, but quietly awkward about new people. this can sometimes come through in his conversations and meetings. he walks fairly upright, looking all around observing his area. this along with his awkwardness can leave him seeming like he isn't paying attention or has drifted off. when he is comfortable he is far more talkative, to the point of aggravating some of his friends on occasion. Generally unless someone has given him a reason to dislike them, he is polite and happy to help anyone. This has gotten him into trouble in the past, with people taking advantage of his kind attitude. somewhat awkward around the girls of the school, but friendly with them none the less.

Habits: Spacey, he fiddles with his earrings when he is thinking. nervously plays with his hair or other items on him when someone or something is making him uncomfortable, or if he is worried about something. Occasional smoker, mostly when he is truly upset or stressed out

Other: Wears a Claddagh ring on his left hand, and his earrings are very detailed with engravings, with blue stone beads on them. he also wears his father's silver necklace, which seem to match the earrings. he rarely takes any of them off. likes to write in a little leather bound book, most assume its his journal as he won't let anyone read it

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A Sound Mind

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Likes: Friends, Family. has a thing for pets, and talks of his at home a lot. likes wolves a lot, seems to resonate with them. likes practicing fighting, or if he has the tools, woodworking in his spare time.

Dislikes: dishonest people, and his own awkwardness. also picky about his food.

Fears: losing his friends, particularly causing the loss through his own actions or choices.

Ambitions: finding a meister, but sometimes thinks of founding a woodworking shop in the city in the moments when he isn't obsessing over other things.

My motive is extremely simple. Observe and experiment, thats all. Thats what I live for, Everything in the world is my test subject. Of course that includes me

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Strengths: Strong, Helpful, and calm. Good with little details and with his hands.

Weaknesses: Easily manipulated, worrisome, takes risks to help those in need. some of the girls at the academy could probably convince him to do almost anything.

Weapon: Brynn's weapon form is an Axe, about a meter long, able to be used in one hand or with both. the handle is made of oak, and is slightly curved. It has a light brown leather grip, making it comfortable to hold. there is a metal pommel, which is heavily engraved, including the words "viam inveniam aut faciam" around the circumference. The head is two sided, on being a flaring axe blade, the other an angular hammer face. both are again heavily engraved and decorated, with the blade having a snarling wolf's head on it.

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How can women say completely illogical stuff with such complete confidence?!

- - HISTORY - -

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{Parents} Brennan Faolain, Deceased.
{Siblings} none

History

Background History: Brynn grew up as an only child, with his father. he refuses to talk about what happened to his mother, and it's something most know better than to ask about. they're from a small coast town in northern Scotland, near Kirkwall. his father ran a woodworking shop there, making fine pieces of furniture, or for the boats. Growing up Brynn was quiet and his father kept him busy in the shop. Brynn however never knew his father's history. at the age of 10 Brennan sat Brynn down to show him his family's lineage. they were descended from the weapons of the past. Brynn himself was the youngest in a long line of mystical power. however they had long been without meisters, quietly living in the north lands, unable to be used properly. Brennan showed the boy the basics of what they could do, but without meisters they were stuck living normal lives. Brennan himself was a noble sword, long and keen. Brynn found through practice with his father he was a powerful Axe, a type long unseen in the family lineage. However, not much more than a year later, Brynn and Brennan were involved in a horrible accident in the shop. Brennan was killed, and Brynn gravely hurt. He chooses to not speak of that day but he still bears the scars on his face and chest. with no close family nearby, Brynn set off to find out about his power, and to find a meister. this has lead him to Death City, home of the Academy and hopefully his future.

You know you should, so I guess you might as well

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Walking the quiet halls of the dojo, Brynn could almost feel the intensity of the sparring rooms. Students leaving, some stiff and aching from their fights, others limber and obviously pleased with themselves. all smelling of sweat, and the dojo's distinctive smelling floor mats. He stops to lean against a wall across from some students exiting one of the training rooms
"Someone must have just had a class..." he said to himself quietly. He didn't notice the scuffing of shoes or the faint smell of perfume behind him.
"hey, Brynnie boy!" someone said from behind him. he whirled, tensing up and stepping away from the sound, fighting instinct taking over briefly. Just in time to catch the sopping wet towel... with his face.
"damn it Lilly i told you not to sneak up on me like that!" cried Brynn, pulling the towel off his head. "and this towel is just bloody gross!"
"well," said Lilly, a mischievous grin across her lanky face, "maybe you should stop day dreaming in the hallway! i can't resist messing with you a bit when you stand around like that!"
Brynn sighs. "i still don't have to like it you know!" he groans, grinning despite himself. he tosses the towel back to Lilly. "you look like you still need that, get a little roughed up today?"
"No!" she cries indignantly, pouting at Brynn for even suggesting it. "what about you! you look like you've been here all day!"
Brynn realized he HAD been there all day. and that he must look a mess. his hair is down and he'd been sweating for hours. his sparring clothes were stained with sweat and he probably smelled like he hadn't bathed all week. the master had worked him hard. What a way to look in front of the girls, brynnie... he thought to himself
"I have. finished with classes and didn't really know what else to do." admits Brynn sheepishly, rubbing his big hands through his hair. "figured a little practice wouldn't kill me."
"A little wont but you look like you've had a lot!" Lilly scolded. "why don't you come by the apartment later, you look like you're hungry!"
Wait, did she just ask for me to come by later? oh hell. think brynn think! say something!
"Well, i already have some food left over from last night, and i really ought to get started on that chapter Stein told us to read..." He said quickly
"oh." Lilly says, obviously deflated by Brynn's quick refusal. "well i guess if you're busy. some other time then?" she asks hopefully.
stupid, stupid, stupid! Brynn thought. WHY CANT YOU JUST SAY YES. now she looks all hurt, and not from her sparring.
"uhm, yeah. I'd like that lil." He says quietly, almost afraid of saying it, trying to smile.
Lilly cracks a smile that makes Brynn grin with delight "Great!" she exclaims, "maybe tomorrow or something! maybe we can meet up and spar first seeing as you like to so much" that mischievous grin again...
"I'd love to" Brynn stammers out, caught thinking off somewhere else again. Lilly just smiles like she expects it from him.
"I'll see you here, same time then Brynnie." she says with a smile and trots off to catch up with her classmates.
Damn! Brynn thinks. how does she manage to look so nice after all that work. and here i am standing around like an oaf that lost his way. his fingers slip down from fumbling with his earrings "shit! was i doing that the whole damn time!" he whispers to himself, "And i have to go through with meeting up tomorrow too" he mutters as he begins wandering back to his flat in the city. "ive really got to get it together..."

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What's the story, morning glory?
Need a little time to wake up


- - OOC - -

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Your name: Brendan
How long have you been role playing? I've been into RP for ages and i love to write. i've never been on an RP server though.
Your Age: 23 :3
Other characters: None, plans for others though
Secret Phrase: something about cats, Carl Jr. and bologna... ha

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^{It's another sunny afternoon}
I'm walking to the sound of my favorite tune

Tomorrow doesn't know what it doesn't know too soon

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Credits:
Morning Glory – Oasis
Character App made by SUNNY & PANDORA
sunnylove of CAUTION 2.0. Don't remove the credit!

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