Name: Leon Cyrule, often just prefers to be called Leo.
Age: 17
Appearance: (Sorry No picture applicable)

Leon stands at an impressive 6’5”, and is of a lean build. His skin is brown, and his eyes are a dark brown color, dark enough to be mistaken as black when viewed without enough light. His hair is long and has been braided into many “ropes” that hangs down to his shoulder blades.

He dons a pair of comfortable tan jeans, and thick leather boots. Covering his torso is a cream button up polo and a tan sweater. Over that is a long and well ventilated-water proof trench coat. The trench color is mostly a white colored with an argyle pattern circling around the torso. The sleeves of the coat can be easily removed and stored as needed.

Then finally completing his appearance is a water-repellent fedora with a similar argyle pattern matching his coat, a pair of gloves, and tinted eye glasses.
Personality: Leo had always been quite mature, even when he was young. Even if he can be a bit nerdy. Where other’s tended to be reckless, he tended to be careful; some relied on their gut, he relied on his wisdom and current knowledge. This however is in heavy contrast with his social graces.

While he displays some reclusive and near hermit tendencies, he does force himself to be more outgoing than what he really is. As a child, he kept a very tight circle of friends, and when distance drew them apart he began to try to extend his horizons. But once beneath that upper layer, he’s quite charismatic and can even display a silver tongue when it’s needed.
Then comes adversities. Advertises, he might not be the calmest, but he does try his best to take a step back and take a look at the bigger picture with the mindset of a tactician if he feels he has the time, or something is more complex than it seems. If the threat is immediate and requires a split second thought, he’s prone to making some drastically critical errors.

And lastly… Pokémon. He has a mentality of a non-interference. The Pokémon are in their natural habitat. And they wish to “just be” a majority of the time. If the mon wishes to join him for his adventure, then he’ll accept their company with open arms. Otherwise, he has very little interest in capturing every single Pokémon he sees, or battling every trainer in the world to prove that he’s the best. Should his mon express desire to compete in the league, then so be it. He will go to the ends of the world to let his team have that chance.

History:
Leon was born to an average wage, but caring couple of officers in Grand City. He had never saw himself as the type to roam about the world in the wild for some precarious journey, and instead had focused on his studies in hopes of becoming an engineer. He had found art more interesting than staying out in the elements, math more interesting than testing his Pokémon’s grit against some stranger’s. And science to be more incredible than… well… risking your life. Yes… the world was very narrow for him.

Through most of his life, he had kept to his small group of friends. But with time, the life of a trainer called to each one of them, drawing his small little group further and further away until eventually he lost touch with all of them. And as the days drug on, a depression clung to him with an iron grip.

Eventually, by the time he had turned seventeen. His parents had made mention of him venturing Fordis, to see what drew his friends away. Initially, he wanted to discard the thought… but the words clung to his throat in thought. The idea had it’s merits, and who knows… maybe there was something more for him to see out there.

Preferred Starter: Treecko



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