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What is a legacy but a curse or burden? The wails of the dead haunting the souls of those remaining. Taking up time and space in a life they've embraced as their own. Leaving naught but an empty shell of creation.
House Flynn was once something grand. Or so his father tells him. A house he had never seen, nor been a true part of. For that was before sanctuary. Before the fall. But a House of One person doesn't hold much power. Especially when the sole member has no social graces.
Instead the elf spent the majority of his life near the ruins of Reality. Slipping more each day from humanity, the man embraces creativity in it's grandest scale. Artistry has grown in importance, throwing safety and caution to the wind. Why worry about an outcome when the action may spark inspiration? What are manners and niceties when questions hold precedence? What can be burned to garner information? It is well worth it.
Escaping Realities grasp to join reality truly. A man and his dog, first steps into civilization.
House Flynn was once something grand. Or so his father tells him. A house he had never seen, nor been a true part of. For that was before sanctuary. Before the fall. But a House of One person doesn't hold much power. Especially when the sole member has no social graces.
Instead the elf spent the majority of his life near the ruins of Reality. Slipping more each day from humanity, the man embraces creativity in it's grandest scale. Artistry has grown in importance, throwing safety and caution to the wind. Why worry about an outcome when the action may spark inspiration? What are manners and niceties when questions hold precedence? What can be burned to garner information? It is well worth it.
Escaping Realities grasp to join reality truly. A man and his dog, first steps into civilization.
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༻ B A S I C ❁ I N F O R M A T I O N ༺
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A P P E A R A N C E
Aiden is a 5'11 Moon Elf with an athletic build. As of his entrance into the city, he has soft hands and unburdened blue eyes. Small cat scratches line his left forearm. His light blue hair is kept short and styled, though how is unknown even to himself. He's often wearing the same outfit meticulously washed nightly. A white button up and a pair of blue trousers. |
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Curiosity killed the cat, and satisfaction brought it back. Aiden is quite the curious man, eager to learn all that he can about all that he can. Most notably interested in Poetry, Plants and Mechanisms, the man can still be swindled with a spun tale. The man seems uncertain, aloof and stuck in his books. Though it's just to make up for his poor short term memory. He lacks social grace still being away from others for so long. But quickly tries to make up for it with topics he can yap about. |
A B I L I T I E S & E Q U I P M E N T
Poor Man is Poor. He got his money stolen by a cat. |
H I S T O R Y
Living outside of the city for most of his life, Aiden was just getting by in the ruins with his dog. Though as the world got even more dangerous, he decided to enter the big city and find a job. Getting lost in the Library for too long, he has yet to find one. |
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