Post by Broletarian on Feb 21, 2015 0:16:45 GMT -7
Name: Aibne Archibald Flanagan VII
Nickname: "Abe"
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Weight: 175 lbs
Nationality: Equestrian
Occupation: Migrant Worker, self proclaimed voice of the people
Allegiance: The Solar Empire
Marital Status: Single
Hair: Short, unkempt, dark brown
Eyes: Hazel
Living Relatives: Aibne B. Flanagan VI (Father), Ava C. Flanagan (Mother), Errol F. Flanagan II (Older Brother).
Flight or Magic: Neither
General Description: Aibne is adorned in a collection of hand-me-downs starting with a cheap, light brown, leather overcoat, a red button down shirt, simply made brown pants, poorly conditioned shoes, knitted mittens in his pockets, and a blown out hat that seems to have been a top hat at one point. Carried on him from time to time is a small tool belt that holds a small number of tools and is kept secured by being tied tightly to his person. His skin is dull and somewhat freckled around the face.
Skills: Throughout his time as a migrant worker Aibne has learned to become proficient in practical skills such as farming, handiwork, and certain forms of physical labor. He is surprisingly athletic despite his dreary appearance and can run faster than most commoners of his age. The tool belt he keeps on him is to him as a sword is to a knight, with it he can fix almost any kind of damage done at an astonishing rate. Among his family and peers he was considered a one-man workshop. Coming from a well to-do family he is somewhat charismatic as well as having a latent sense of bravery and morality.
Faults: Having been in an isolated family for most of his childhood he is very single minded and in most cases refuses to hear out alternative ideas. His physical, as well as mental, will are far from perfection as he is prone to laziness, greed, and stubbornness. He has a tendency of siding with whatever will benefit him in the short run instead of looking ahead at future consequences or what his actions will mean for others. Being unable to possess the power of magic and flight he is vulnerable in open combat having only been taught how to throw a punch at best.
History: Coming from a traditional family of medium income meant many opportunities for Aibne, unfortunately they weren't the opportunities he wanted and so at the age of fifteenth he and his older brother left their traditional family estate in hopes of traveling the world and its wonders. This didn't work out for the best for them as they jumped from small business to small business as apprentices and began picking up skills like social etiquette and handiwork. When it had been their second year of being out on the open road Aibne's brother had picked up on radical political philosophies which he and Aibne both found rather alluring, especially the ridding of monarchs. It was then here that Aibne's dislike and distrust of the current political leaders had sprouted and festered.
When the war had begun it was around Aibne's 20th birthday and also around the time he and his brother split ways, his brother heading back to the family estate and Aibne becoming a migrant worker for means of getting by. He sought allegiance for the Solar Empire being that it was his homeland, as for the cause of the war he viewed it as a spat between supposed Kings and Queens that wasn't worth wasting his time, or life, over. During the early years of the war he had thrived by making a living off of the countryside of the Solar Empire, being that most of the other migrant workers and indeed most of the workforce had enlisted into the military. Ever since then it's been a lifestyle of hopping from town to town to avoid enlistment and make some personal profit in the hopes that he won't ever have to return to his family's mundane home.
Picture: (See profile picture. It's not exactly how I'd imagine him, but it's close enough)
Nickname: "Abe"
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Weight: 175 lbs
Nationality: Equestrian
Occupation: Migrant Worker, self proclaimed voice of the people
Allegiance: The Solar Empire
Marital Status: Single
Hair: Short, unkempt, dark brown
Eyes: Hazel
Living Relatives: Aibne B. Flanagan VI (Father), Ava C. Flanagan (Mother), Errol F. Flanagan II (Older Brother).
Flight or Magic: Neither
General Description: Aibne is adorned in a collection of hand-me-downs starting with a cheap, light brown, leather overcoat, a red button down shirt, simply made brown pants, poorly conditioned shoes, knitted mittens in his pockets, and a blown out hat that seems to have been a top hat at one point. Carried on him from time to time is a small tool belt that holds a small number of tools and is kept secured by being tied tightly to his person. His skin is dull and somewhat freckled around the face.
Skills: Throughout his time as a migrant worker Aibne has learned to become proficient in practical skills such as farming, handiwork, and certain forms of physical labor. He is surprisingly athletic despite his dreary appearance and can run faster than most commoners of his age. The tool belt he keeps on him is to him as a sword is to a knight, with it he can fix almost any kind of damage done at an astonishing rate. Among his family and peers he was considered a one-man workshop. Coming from a well to-do family he is somewhat charismatic as well as having a latent sense of bravery and morality.
Faults: Having been in an isolated family for most of his childhood he is very single minded and in most cases refuses to hear out alternative ideas. His physical, as well as mental, will are far from perfection as he is prone to laziness, greed, and stubbornness. He has a tendency of siding with whatever will benefit him in the short run instead of looking ahead at future consequences or what his actions will mean for others. Being unable to possess the power of magic and flight he is vulnerable in open combat having only been taught how to throw a punch at best.
History: Coming from a traditional family of medium income meant many opportunities for Aibne, unfortunately they weren't the opportunities he wanted and so at the age of fifteenth he and his older brother left their traditional family estate in hopes of traveling the world and its wonders. This didn't work out for the best for them as they jumped from small business to small business as apprentices and began picking up skills like social etiquette and handiwork. When it had been their second year of being out on the open road Aibne's brother had picked up on radical political philosophies which he and Aibne both found rather alluring, especially the ridding of monarchs. It was then here that Aibne's dislike and distrust of the current political leaders had sprouted and festered.
When the war had begun it was around Aibne's 20th birthday and also around the time he and his brother split ways, his brother heading back to the family estate and Aibne becoming a migrant worker for means of getting by. He sought allegiance for the Solar Empire being that it was his homeland, as for the cause of the war he viewed it as a spat between supposed Kings and Queens that wasn't worth wasting his time, or life, over. During the early years of the war he had thrived by making a living off of the countryside of the Solar Empire, being that most of the other migrant workers and indeed most of the workforce had enlisted into the military. Ever since then it's been a lifestyle of hopping from town to town to avoid enlistment and make some personal profit in the hopes that he won't ever have to return to his family's mundane home.
Picture: (See profile picture. It's not exactly how I'd imagine him, but it's close enough)
