ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
ββ
- name; tate rolfe
age; nineteen years
gender; agender trans masc [he/they]
sexuality; homosexual
date of birth; april 1st
zodiac; aries
rank; thief
- height; 5'3
physique; skinny & frail
eye color; dark brown
hair color; dark brown
scent; 'rain' & 'iron'
accent; russian
fc; finn wolfhard
- ββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββ
β
β
β
β
β
positive traits; compassionate, curious, mature
neutral traits; reserved, skeptical, solitary
negative traits; disloyal, enervated, thievish
his birth place was moscow, russia. he had a strict family
whom he wasn't very fond of at all. they never were very
understanding or sympathetic to him, and didn't get hiss
identity in the slightest when he tried to tell them about
it and explain it. he has nothing to do with them now but
isn't bothered and fairs alright on his own accord.
neutral traits; reserved, skeptical, solitary
negative traits; disloyal, enervated, thievish
his birth place was moscow, russia. he had a strict family
whom he wasn't very fond of at all. they never were very
understanding or sympathetic to him, and didn't get hiss
identity in the slightest when he tried to tell them about
it and explain it. he has nothing to do with them now but
isn't bothered and fairs alright on his own accord.
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
tate is a young and mature man, living on his own since he was about fourteen years of age he learned to fend for himself from an early age which had lead to him being a bit of a thief, gaining the nickname fox from some of the people he knew and from townsfolk. he of course didn't steal from those who had nothing, but those with more wealth he did- mostly unimportant things though similar to old food and things that he needed to sustain his life of course. despite his thievish ways he is a kind soul, extremely compassionate to especially animals finding thinking them as a better company, he never had much luck with other people so from a young age he turned to animals to give him company. this wasn't to say he hated people, he didn't of course, he just knew a lot of evil people existed and he wasn't trusting to0 many but he reads people well so he can usually know when he can trust someone and when he can't he chooses his people wisely. he's patient with most people but isn't all that afraid to voice when he finds someone annoying 
or being out of hand, it's seldom of the time he feels scared to really voice his opinion or thoughts about something, he comes off as confidant to others which he isn't really he just doesn't always have the time and often just feels to emotionally tired to deal with others so he tries to shut people down before he gets actually rude or unkind toward them because he doesn't enjoy doing that- it reminds him too much of those who caused him harm and he doesn't want to come across like those people. ever. he tries his best to make friends, but his poor english puts a barrier between him and others which can be frustrating for him sometimes but he tries to show others he has a kind heart, and he wants others to treat him with the same kindness he gives to others, he hasn't received much through his life so he cherishes moments he has even if they are momentary and just a few exchanges of words to another person. back to his thieving ways his lack of parental figures in his life has lead him to be reckless from time to time, putting himself in danger depending on the places he decides to be mischievous at- stealing from shops mainly, and often getting chased out, then being chased by the law though he's always gotten away, he gets closer to being caught and getting in trouble every time it ends up happening. if you asked him about needing a parental figure he'd probably lie and tell you no, but inside he does want one and would love for someone to respect him the way he'd like to be, wishing he could have someone that could be a parent to him, someone that could talk to about things, to be called someone's son feels like a dream to him but a dream he's convinced won't be something he'll get in this life. adding to his poor english he often talks using extremely proper wording as the few things he took in from his learnings of english were to talk proper, use proper words and the such which he took very much to heart, a lot of his words being big and proper making him sound sometimes older then he his despite only being a young adult, sometimes he's teased a tad for it but never really understands why most of the time. he collects odd little things like rocks, skeletons from animals long passed, stray feathers, rocks, things you might find a lake, beach or a river. he's a lover of nature and spends a lot of time in it, admiring little bugs he finds and watching deers and other things you may find within the forests- speaking of forests he explores scarbour forest or better known as the ''three siren's woods'' he actually finds the story behind the woods interesting and intriguing rather scary and it draws him to the forest even more. he spends hours exploring the forest and collecting things, 
drawing animals and bugs he spots in the forest in his journal and writing about things that he saw, or heard or how he felt while he was there. others find the young man odd and mysterious which in a sense he could be, he didn't really mind he enjoyed the life he lived to an extent at least, he wished he had many more things but felt those things were close to impossible to achieve for him, not to say he's negative maybe just being realistic with himself to not get his hopes up about silly dreams he's created in his head. through it all though he's a kind soul, with a gentle heart he's a bit meek and timid with a hard time interacting with others he's turned to interacting with the world around him, hoping to run into people along the way that he can add to his life to make it brighter, perhaps he'd find a place where he could find like minded people to him and those he could bond with over his interests and similarities.
