[center][i]”A life of wax is destinted to melt away; I want more than that. I want something real.”[/i] [img=http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee136/suwarnaadi/MitchHewerHair.jpg][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Charles Valois [b]Age:[/b] 21 [b]Parents:[/b] Princess Aurora and Prince Phillip [b]Race:[/b] Human [b]Which Shadow Animal Came To You:[/b] A friendly, but clever fox. [b]Wish:[/b] To know the truth about himself and his parents. [b]Bio:[/b] Charles grew up in a modest village, the assumed son of a candlestick maker and his lovely wife, who had a way with thread and could sew a tear in just about anything. As a child, he was bright and curious, but often grew bored with his work very quickly, and would be scolded for what his father would call [i]pointless daydreaming[/i]. According to his father, he should be working hard, helping with the business and preparing to one day take over when he and mother were long gone. Candles, while useful and provided a good life, had never interested Charles and that became much more obvious as he continued to grow and became more rebellious against his father's policy of all work and no play. At the age of fifteen, after a fight with his father about the sloppy quality of his work, Charles stormed off to the edge of the village, just near the wood. He was followed by his mother, who then told him the truth about where he came from, why he didn't have the same passion as the man he believed to be his father. He had been stolen from his crib at the tender age of two and traveled from village to village with a man who intended to trade him for the right price. The traveler, who quickly became frustrated with the demands of a child came to that very village one night, where John and Mary (mother and father) took the little boy off of the man's hands for a small price. They had never been able to have children of their own and desperately wanted a baby. After learning the truth, life had never felt the same. Now, it finally made sense to Charles, why he never wanted to make candles or live a humble life of semi-poverty—he was destined for bigger things! One year later, after turning sixteen, Charles ran away, into the woods and away from the people who had raised him from an infant. He was ill-prepared for the challenges of a solitary life, and struggled for money as he made his way from village to village, trying his hardest to find out who his real parents were. Surely, if he found them, he would also find a place to belong. That was much easier said than done. It has since been five years since Charles left home, and he's no closer to finding his birth parents than he was when he left. Since then, he's settled in another small village and has (grudgingly) become an apprentice to the local candlestick maker. The work makes him long for a simpler time, when he had been young, naive and content with what he had. [b]Other:[/b] Charles is very social, playful and has a way with words. He's a natural speaker, and a people person. The night before he left home, the woman he thought to he his mother, presented him with a baby-sized crest. It's the only clue he has about where he comes from.