Here's my bow boy. [hider=Vane Hadleigh][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0IqNj4D.png?1[/img] [sub][i]credit to [url=https://rondeau.deviantart.com/]rondeau[/url][/i][/sub] [color=#ed1c24][i]"It’s cow blood, I swear."[/i][/color][/center] [color=#FFFFFF][b]Name[/b][/color]: Vane Hadleigh [color=#FFFFFF][b]Age[/b][/color]: 21 [color=#FFFFFF][b]Gender[/b][/color]: Male [color=#FFFFFF][b]Class[/b][/color]: Marksman [color=#FFFFFF][b]Country of Origin[/b][/color]: Lutaire [color=#FFFFFF][b]Weapons[/b][/color]: - A recurve bow made out of monster parts and wood. It holds up pretty well, even if it’s a bit DIY. - Standard broadhead arrows meant for hunting. - A hunting knife used for whatever needs cutting. Useful enough as a last resort in a battle. - Light leather armor used for protection when hunting. [color=#FFFFFF][b]Appearance[/b][/color]: About 5 foot 9 inches in height. His eyes are a dull green, similar in overall color to his blonde hair. Though not notably muscular as a whole, he has a well-developed upper body with wide shoulders, and as a result he can shoot a hunting bow with relative ease. His hands have an uncountable amount of nicks and scars from a lifetime of using knives and other kinds of blades. [color=#FFFFFF][b]Personality:[/b][/color]: He’s one bad, bad boy… Though, that’s probably a bit of an exaggeration, seeing as he’s more snide than anything else. He’s not exactly the most morally aligned, what with the lying (“inaccurate advertising”, they call it), but it’s not like he’s about to go rob a store or kill a guy or anything. Apart from that though, Vane is a dreamer more than anything. He spends his days thinking of the future, of what he could be and what he could do. It’s easy to see why he’s a bit repressed living in Vaucluse-- bottled up feelings are the quickest path to a short temper. At least he’s passionate? [color=#FFFFFF][b]Short Biography[/b][/color]: Vane isn’t quite a disappointment per say, but his parents definitely wish he wasn’t… like that. He’s the only son to a family running a butcher shop and there’s some real heavy implications that he’s going to be the one that takes over the business and continues the lineage. You see, Vane doesn’t hate his parents or anything, and he doesn’t even hate the work, but the concept of staying in Vaucluse for the rest of his life in that dingy little butcher shop? Yeah, that’s… That sounds insufferable. There’s a whole world out there and Vane is going to rot away surrounded by rotten meat… Not that the meat’s rotten or anything. It’s completely fresh. Totally. No salmonella here. When Vane’s not having weird existential crises, he’s usually either working with his father or out hunting. Most of the time they just do business with ranchers (plenty of domestic animals waiting for slaughter after all), but Vane’s been taught the art of hunting quite well. He does his part in quelling monster populations, half because it’s the moral thing to do and half because certain people pay good money for some weird and dangerous beast meat. You ever have drake steak? He’s not exactly the most popular kid on the block, what with his rather unique hobby (if that’s what you want to call it), but Vane found friends in the sons of other shop owners. When you have to see the same person again and again and again for business, it’s only a matter of time before you get along one way or another. Vane’s known for his habit of springing long rant sessions upon anyone who listens, which unfortunately means he preys upon the quiet ones the most. [color=#FFFFFF][b]Summary[/b][/color]: Bored butcher boy with a basketcase of bratwurst. [color=#FFFFFF][b]Other[/b][/color]: He’s really good at cooking, but he would never tell you that.[/hider]