[center][h3]Nasim Salim Malik[/h3]

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[sub][b]N A M E[/b][/sub][indent]-Nasim Salim Malik[/indent]

[sub][b]N I C K N A M E [/b][/sub][indent]-Salim
-Nas
-Lim[/indent]

[sub][b]G E N D E R[/b][/sub][indent]- male[/indent]

[sub][b]A G E[/b][/sub][indent]- 17[/indent]

[sub][b]A P P E A R A N C E[/b][/sub][indent]- athletic
-ocher toned
-deep chocolate eyes
-strong jaw
-5ft 11in
-long black hair with a few braids[/indent]

[sub][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y  /  T R A I T S[/b][/sub][indent]-Stubborn
-friendly
-charismatic
-kind
-curious[/indent]

[sub][b]S K I L L S[/b][/sub][indent]-hunting
-climbing
-cooking
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[sub][b]B I O G R A P H Y[/b][/sub][indent]-Born in a small village in Alaska, Nasim is the son of a large landowner.
 He is not the richest, nor is he in line to lead their tiny town, more of a tribe than a village really. He learned to farm and to hunt, excelling at the latter early on in life. His favorite was the bow, silent, swift, and easy on the prey.
 You had hunters that liked to take their time, but he hunted not for sport but for necessity. His tribe waisted no food and therefore, he had never learned the art of gluttonous hunting like that in the other fifty states of his country. Sometimes he wondered if that place even existed. In their tundra land,
 where grass only peeked out of snowy drifts during the warmer months, it was hard to believe that there was anything outside of his tiny home surrounded by ice and snow and unforgiving animals. This was all he knew, all he cared to know. He loved his village, its traditions, especially their legends. The stories about the fantastical beasts that lay outside of their lands. He had heard about the water creatures, the mountain Yeti's, the viscous wolf's in the woods that turned into men to sneak into their homes and steal them away. They were things that used to keep him up at night but now left him wondering into early mornings. What really lay out there?[/indent]
[sub][b]R E L A T I O N S[/b][/sub][indent]—Father: Mameesh
-Mother: Latika
-Younger Sister: Aramyth[/indent]
[sub][b]O T H E R[/b][/sub][indent]—[/indent]

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