[Hider=Lian][center] [b]UserName:[/b] Frettzo [b]Character name:[/b] Lian, Firstborn of Lon. [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Mageblood type:[/b] Natura. [b]Favoured Magic Class:[/b] Herbamancy. [b]Previous Magic training:[/b] He knows of his mageblood, not much else. [b]Race:[/b] Sannid. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]http://oi58.tinypic.com/2vl5qbk.jpg[/img] (I claim no ownership of the picture, rights go to its respective owner.) A nearly pureblooded Sannid, Lian stands proudly at 5'10 and 175 lbs. His bloodlines have granted him with a pure coat colour as well as a naturally strong and agile build that even though is not very unique or outstanding, it does put him well above average in the looks department with nearly no active effort on his part. He usually wears an attire commonly related to hunters and scavengers, which combines light, comfortable armour with textiles and normal clothes. [b]Short Bio:[/b] Lian, Firstborn of Lon. Lon, the most active of the hunters and the most loyal of the husbands in the small town of Fang. Upon birth, everyone expected him to walk as early as his ninth month, and after his Father forced him enough, he fulfilled the expectations. He spent his first and second years clinging to his mother, a short and stocky female with a bright orange coat and long bushy tail. After his grey coat of fur was shed, he was shown to the town as a continuation of the pure lineage of the hunter family Lon and now Lian were a part of. Their bright orange furs, sharp teeth and friendly faces akin to a trademark among the town's inhabitants. The next few years, he spent playing around with other kits and learning the ropes of hunting and scavenging from his Father. While Lon was by no means the best hunter, he did have a lot of practice, and his teachings would time and time again save Lian's life when he'd miss a spear throw in the coming years. When he became of age and started feeling attracted to the opposite sex, his Father found him speaking to more and more females, and knowing the signs, he interrupted his socialization many times to talk to him and teach him how he was to talk to girls and how he should treat them, so that one day he could meet a female as good as his mother. Every week since he was born, he had attended to the Nights of Warmth, and ever since he had become an adult, he had always found a way to end up hooking up. the flames of his life were kindled as soon as a foreign traveler came into their humble town, though. Behind him was a dunce pulling a wooden cart, and in the cart, were plants. A rare sight, surely, as they lived more on the desert side of the river that kept them alive. Most of the families bought one plant in exchange of a favour to the merchant, and Lian's family's was an exotic red rose. Safe to say that the next Night of Warmth, he had been taking care of the flower while he thought of which girl he was going to give it to. Suddenly, the rose was bigger. Not by a lot, but it was certainly bigger. And slowly, it shrinked back to its original size, petals twisting ever so gently and naturally. The next day he had spoken to his father, Lon, who was quick to send him off to the so-called Twilight College. Accompanied by two other mageblood gifted males and each of them wearing the traditional hunter outfit along with a thick fur coat, they were released from the town and into the road. Weeks passed and they, after enduring the cold winter which became colder and harsher each day and each mile further up north, have finally arrived at the College. [b]Good Attributes: [/b] - [i]Hunter/Scavenger[/i]: Since he was old enough to hold a spear, Lian's been a part of hunting and scavenging parties. Either looking for prey or just going through ruins or caves to find useful items and materials, he's developed his body to be agile and silent as well as perceptive. - Having once been a noble Sh-Kiitian's partner, he was taught how to [i]read[/i] by the girl. He's not fluid or especially quick at reading, but he's able to understand the words, and that's what counts. - A [i]confident stance, voice and movements[/i] take him a long way. Like many other Sannids, he's spent all of his teenager and adult years by wooing the opposite sex, quite succesfully in fact, thanks to the "lessons" given to him by his father. - Being a [i]party animal[/i] since he could walk, he's one of the best drunken brawlers you'll see out of Sannid settlements, as well as the person most likely to take the active role in meeting new people. [b]Bad Attributes:[/b] - Unskilled at [i]craftmen's abilities[/i], he has a very tough time improvising items. - Sometimes, it is more important to [i]chase a girl[/i] than to focus on the more pressing matters. A criminal needs to be banished from the town? That can wait, because I notice that woman looking over here! - Poor kit's [i]way too easy to manipulate[/i] should the female he's chasing be mischievous enough to do so. - Afraid of [i]the feeling of being forced to do something[/i], he often tries to avoid being put on the spot, giving out excuses when confronted as to why he usually escapes from huge responsibilities. [b]Secret Word:[/b] Rebirth. [/center][/hider]