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Name:
Flynn Crest
Occupation: (Servant (if so, to whom?), chef, assassin, guard, jester, soothsayer, etc.)
Servant (To Princess Annabella Swan WestFall)
Age:
He is twenty-two
Gender: (Please keep them even)
Male
Personality: (4-5 sentences minimum)
Flynn is a well-raised, patient, young man who can sometimes be very demanding and loud. At most times he will deal with most foolishness, rudeness, and sneering but sometimes he won't take it, he'll yell, scream, but will always apologize in the end. He's very close with his kind of people, he'll treat them respectfully, but he'll actually mean it unlike when he respects the royal family. He prefers being called his full name but is used to being called idiot by the peasants in his few stops into the town.
History: (2-3 sentences minimum)
His history is short and well understand-ed. He was born and raised on a small un-productive farm which was sold when they had no spare change to give to the taxes. His mother dressed fully in rough cloak ran into town on a rainy night. She had placed him at the edge of the door, mindlessly. When dawn had begun an old women reclined forward and picked up the small tot whom she named Flynn. After ten years she had died, and Flynn had to find a new place. For years and years he lived on the streets stealing food and water from the well just to survive. When he became old enough he applied for a job as a servant, and was accepted after showing he was worthy of the task.
Appearance: (Please no picture, 4-5 sentences min.)
Flynn is a semi-attractive tall man, he has long brown hair that swoops to his shoulders and thin eye-brows above his bright green eyes. He is currently six feet and eight inches, stoops over most people. He weighs one-hundred sixty pounds, he is almost plump but not yet. He has a goatee, wears a large white shirt, layering is a sand and chocolate brown vest like thing. He wears tight black pants and large boots.
Kin:
He has kin, but not adding them until/if I make them
Other:
Excuse my short form
