[img]http://i.imgur.com/Aum6ALB.jpg[/img] [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3541399]Blin "Brytag" Alborse[/url]

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NAME: Blin "Brytag" Alborse (Brytag being an awesome sounding heroic name)

ABSTRACT: A bored delivery boy that dreams of excitment.

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Aged 16, he even went as far as to dye his hair a dark blue because heroes are never blond. At 5' 6" he also dreams of being a whole lot taller (his growth is almost peaked now) just like other heroes. His eyes droop, time to sleep and dream.

DETAIL:
Background: Like everybody else, he flies, and he flies well. He likes the freedom of flight and has started to make errands for people that pay a small way to his upkeep. two months after starting the novelty has worn off. Eight months later he is still delivery errands for the same people for the same things with the same conversations and the same pay and aaargggyhhhhhhh. So he tries to get his errands done as quick as possible and finds a nice spot high on that tree on a hill, on the ledge overlooking the great drop and rests and dreams of adventure or excitment, of anyting but his boring life.

Personality: A loner, but it's not that he is shy. If hard pressed he will voice his opinions, but he will do his best to keep out of the limelight. He prides himself on getting all his errands done, that are required. To others it seems all he wants is too go off and sleep as much as possible. He is excited about the search for the star and is wholly unprepared for whatever is in store for him.

Family: Both of his parents work hard to make ends meet, Jerad works in repairing and building housing on Heron island and Elspath plies her hand where needed with the crops and herds of animals to feed the population. Both of them have wondered over the years where they might have gone wrong with Blin, though they both love him, they don't show nearly as much affection as they should. Blin's grandfather Marv passed away 3 years ago, and he still remembers the wild tales he told him privately.

Equipment: Hand-glider (slightly modified, larger wings to carry extra weight and slightly slower in turning as a result.)
Two large leather sacks (used for carrying goods)
Small pouch of tools (used in temporary repairs: hammer, small pick, nails, twine, needle, sheet of cloth for wings, etc.)
Small knife in belt sheaf
Notepad and charcoal stick in case (filled with notes on deliveries, and also half finished drawings and stories of his dreams.)
Lunch
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