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[color=fa6800]Name[/color]
[indent]Roan Borza[/indent]
[color=fa6800]Nickames[/color]
[indent]Frequently called "the one who never shows up" by certain clan members.[/indent]
[color=fa6800]Age[/color]
[indent]16[/indent]
[color=fa6800]Gender[/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]
[color=fa6800]How did they get onto the Officer Programme?[/color]
[indent]In the harsh wintry land of Kyavik, the few royal families that have managed to weather the centuries of life under brutal conditions have now turned their gazes on each other, each vying for control over the desolate nation state. Among these is the Borza clan, who made up for what it lacked in warriors with superior mercantile skills and a stronger focus on education. With the emergence of gunpowder and other technological advancements from the rest of the world it was clear that the age of powerful warriors was beginning to fade. The clan would no longer hide from its equals now that victory was within their grasp.

Roan’s father was not sufficiently high-ranking to have received an offer to the academy outright. A couple of discreet donations to the academy fixed that problem, however.[/indent]
[color=fa6800]Prefered Weapon[/color]
[indent]As a boy with a penchant for magic and no interest in most of the physical activities enjoyed by those his age, Roan likes to rely on his fire magic to fight. It was common for many of his tutors to forbid its use entirely during sparring matches, however, so he’s developed an affinity for firearms, as unreliable and rudimentary as they may be, his favorite being the rifles that his clan has begun to use for hunting. [/indent]
[color=fa6800]Appearance Details[/color]
[indent]With green eyes that make visual contact for a fraction more than what’s socially acceptable and a head of curly brown hair that his short-haired siblings frequently remind him is improper, Roan isn’t the splitting image of nobility. He’ll do the bare minimum to appease his family but apart from that, he’s the fourth child, so why should he care? His clothes mirror this, focusing on comfort but not straying far enough from aesthetics that others would mistake him for a commoner. 

He stands at five feet and eleven inches, a fraction shorter than his brothers. He regards physical activity as important, but fixates on activities that are more centered around stamina than strength. It’s a body built for and from hunting and climbing what shouldn’t be climbed.[/indent]
[color=fa6800]Personality Traits[/color]
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Initially driven to study solely by his interest in fire, Roan took to expanding his horizons quite quickly after having learned the basics of magic. It represented the unattainable to him, sparking an obsession with improvement and study that hasn’t relented since. The majority of his life consisted of having to decide between attending another pointless gathering or furthering his research, so he’s spent his youth doing the latter with no hesitation. As a side effect, Roan struggles to socialize effectively with others. He’s a confident young man, but can often be too blunt for his own good. 

Upon seeing the finesse exhibited by his father and brothers it can be tempting to claim that Roan is their opposite, or shares almost nothing with them. This would be incorrect. Roan has the same ambition and desperation they do, and the same independent demeanor that can lead to stubborn moments. Roan’s just directed himself towards magic rather than wearing uncomfortable clothing and pretending to be richer than he really is. He acts on impulse frequently, ignoring the advice of others. He gets odd ideas and lets his curiosity get the best on him. Roan doesn’t think inside the box, he thinks about how to burn the box. Taking a risk or making the unknown known is far more exciting than doing things the standard way.
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[color=fa6800]Biography[/color]
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It started with piles of leaves at first. They were brittle and few in number, but it was enough to start a small flame far from peering eyes. As the third son to a nobleman, it was easy to slip away to learn even more about it. Hay, cloth, wood, paper. It all burned so beautifully, but it had to be kept secret, as his parents weren’t keen on him avoiding lessons to hide away and waste his time. It was at the age of thirteen when he was caught messing with a furnace that his father realized something was different about the boy, however. It isn’t normal for a teenager to have one of their hands placed in the middle of a roaring fire without being aware of it, after all. 

From that point onward an unspoken deal was forged between the two. Roan would push his studious habits further and in return he’d be given lessons tailored to strengthen his knowledge over fire. To say that this plan worked would be an understatement. Roan finally had an excuse to opt out of the horrid negotiation sessions his family would engage in, leaving the work to his older, more politically minded brothers.

Despite his miraculous growth over the years, it shocked him to hear his father announce that he had been automatically accepted into the college during a particularly tense meeting. It was only afterwards when they had talked in private that he realized his father had just bought his way in through a facade of altruism. He had been used as a game piece, meant to give him and their family a shine to their image. Although he was initially fine with his role in life, he can’t help but feel as if there’s more to the world than uncomfortable dining rooms and libraries. 
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[color=fa6800]Misc.[/color]
[indent]Face Claim: Robert Sheehan | FA6800
As the previous section has implied, Roan has the power to resist fire at will. He isn't immune to it, but he's harmed from it at a far slower pace than the average person.[/indent][/hider]