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Appearance
Height:
5’6
Build:
125 lbs
Hair Color:
White
Hair Length:
Short
Eye Color:
Pale Blue
Skin Tone:
Pale
Distinguishing features:
A vast collection of scars, most notable is the scarring along his back where his wings once were, and a dark elvish symbol for traitors branded against the left side of his neck.
Psychology
Likes:
⋆Being outdoors, especially in the cold
⋆Thieving, all of it; the plotting, the risk, the thrill, the reward
⋆Rue
⋆Thieving, all of it; the plotting, the risk, the thrill, the reward
⋆Rue
Dislikes:
⋆Dark elves, though dislike is not nearly a strong enough word
⋆Sobriety
⋆Light elves
⋆Sobriety
⋆Light elves
Fears:
⋆Anything that makes him feel confined, trapped, or like a loss of freedom
⋆Losing people he’s close to
⋆Bowyn has a healthy amount of fear for the numerous dangerous and large creatures that roam Avalia’s wilderness.
⋆Losing people he’s close to
⋆Bowyn has a healthy amount of fear for the numerous dangerous and large creatures that roam Avalia’s wilderness.
Habits/Quirks
⋆Drug use, Flarus during the day to keep him focused and Zemak in the evenings to help calm him and to try to get some sleep. The Flarus keeps his nose often irritated, his teeth either grinding or chewing on something, and an overall twitchy vibe. Luckily he's got Zemak to calm down when needed.
-Paranoia, when indoors he needs to be able to see all doors and windows from where he’s at, his guard is always up, and he is obsessively observant.
-Kleptomaniac, Bowyn not only steals to survive but oftentimes just because he sees an opportunity and enjoys the thrill.
-Paranoia, when indoors he needs to be able to see all doors and windows from where he’s at, his guard is always up, and he is obsessively observant.
-Kleptomaniac, Bowyn not only steals to survive but oftentimes just because he sees an opportunity and enjoys the thrill.
Sexuality:
Hetero
Personality:
As harsh and unyielding as the northern winters, Bowyn is the sort of man who grits his teeth and bears his burdens. Ill-tempered and cold on the surface, Bowyn is cautious about who he chooses to trust or even care about. He keeps himself guarded, selfish to an extent, but always among the first to head toward danger. Despite his pessimistic outlook he still sees some people as worth protecting. He will go to any lengths to protect those he feels need it, as well as for those who fight with him, but for those he sees as his enemy, he is entirely ruthless. There are very few lines Bowyn even recognizes and almost none that he wouldn’t cross if it meant an end to the dark elves. (and unless you’ve got Bowyn’s ride-or-die loyalty, best to not try and hug him.)
Bowyn has the patience to wait for things he wants, more than willing to play the long game but is frequently impatient with those around him. Jaded, outspoken, and introverted, Bowyn is not easy to get close to, but with his trust comes unwavering loyalty. His honesty is harsh, his judgments quick, he has very little capacity for forgiveness, and mercy is entirely forgotten. Bowyn is driven forward by a need for vengeance above all else. Fear and anxiety do not hold him back from what he wants, they drive him forward.
What Bowyn lacks in education he makes up for with cunning and adaptability. He catches on quickly, works hard, believes in self-reliance, and does not give up. His sense of humor has grown dark, sarcastic, and often biting. He is more comfortable making allies than friends and makes a clear distinction between the two; allies can be manipulated, and they can be used, but he likes to think he’d never do that to a friend. Bowyn strives to push himself beyond his limits, often to his own detriment.
Bowyn has the patience to wait for things he wants, more than willing to play the long game but is frequently impatient with those around him. Jaded, outspoken, and introverted, Bowyn is not easy to get close to, but with his trust comes unwavering loyalty. His honesty is harsh, his judgments quick, he has very little capacity for forgiveness, and mercy is entirely forgotten. Bowyn is driven forward by a need for vengeance above all else. Fear and anxiety do not hold him back from what he wants, they drive him forward.
What Bowyn lacks in education he makes up for with cunning and adaptability. He catches on quickly, works hard, believes in self-reliance, and does not give up. His sense of humor has grown dark, sarcastic, and often biting. He is more comfortable making allies than friends and makes a clear distinction between the two; allies can be manipulated, and they can be used, but he likes to think he’d never do that to a friend. Bowyn strives to push himself beyond his limits, often to his own detriment.
Background
Occupation
Criminal, rebel, and living that vagabond life by choice (mostly).
Living Immediate Family Members:
He doesn’t know of any blood relatives but considers all Winter Fae to be family.
Dead Immediate Family Members:
Many that he considered as dear to him as family.
Current Companions:
Rue?
Current and Past Lover(s):
Bowyn doesn’t think this is anyone's business.
Current Equipment:
His main weapon, other than magic, is a cobalt short sword. He also carries a large steel hunting knife at his side and another small steel knife remains concealed in his boot.
History:
His life began in an orphanage; humble, and difficult at times, but never lonely. His memories of childhood are fond ones, surrounded by people who felt like family in every way that mattered. When he was younger the older children taught him how to hunt and steal, when he was older he helped teach the younger children. That was the way the winter fairies worked, collectively, to ensure they all survived and thrived as best they could in their harsh homeland.
Bowyn was always skilled with magic. He started off using his magic to build his own toys from ice, a common habit amongst the poorer members of his community. It was long before he found he had a true talent for ice sculptures, but despite that talent and best efforts, the world he lived in had little use for what he created. And the rest of the world was hard to ignore. Destruction simply seemed a better use of time and talent. He sought out rebel groups and threw himself into anything that could help undermine the dark elves.
He was young, hopeful, and idealistic. He thought he was invincible.
He led an attack on a small group of dark elves, hell-bent on destroying their supplies. Here he learned he was not invincible. He watched many of his closest friends die. But living was worse. He ended up captured and branded with the dark elf symbol for treachery, a mark left burned into the side of his neck that remains his favorite scar. It both marks his dedication to the rebellion and serves to remind him of the dangers of recklessness, all etched forever into his skin.
The next five years were lost in a dark elf prison. One escape attempt ended with the severing of his wings. One of many failed attempts. Eventually, he succeeded. There was no other option, it was either escape or die encaged. It became clear that alone, he would accomplish little. He spent months learning to communicate with a stoat that found its way into his cell. The stoat brought him the keys to freedom, and Bowyn escaped by leading a prison riot that ended with the slow death of every dark elf in that prison, guard or not. Surrounded by the sights and sounds of the torture of dozens of dark elves, Bowyn once again glimpsed freedom. It was a beautiful day.
There were few places he could go after that, but the only option he ever saw for himself was with the rebellion. Bowyn let his morals stretch and warp to accommodate his goals. Full dark elf annihilation would be Avalia’s only salvation. Bowyn found a cause to devote his life to, something to live for, and a future to dream of; a better world for his people.
Bowyn was always skilled with magic. He started off using his magic to build his own toys from ice, a common habit amongst the poorer members of his community. It was long before he found he had a true talent for ice sculptures, but despite that talent and best efforts, the world he lived in had little use for what he created. And the rest of the world was hard to ignore. Destruction simply seemed a better use of time and talent. He sought out rebel groups and threw himself into anything that could help undermine the dark elves.
He was young, hopeful, and idealistic. He thought he was invincible.
He led an attack on a small group of dark elves, hell-bent on destroying their supplies. Here he learned he was not invincible. He watched many of his closest friends die. But living was worse. He ended up captured and branded with the dark elf symbol for treachery, a mark left burned into the side of his neck that remains his favorite scar. It both marks his dedication to the rebellion and serves to remind him of the dangers of recklessness, all etched forever into his skin.
The next five years were lost in a dark elf prison. One escape attempt ended with the severing of his wings. One of many failed attempts. Eventually, he succeeded. There was no other option, it was either escape or die encaged. It became clear that alone, he would accomplish little. He spent months learning to communicate with a stoat that found its way into his cell. The stoat brought him the keys to freedom, and Bowyn escaped by leading a prison riot that ended with the slow death of every dark elf in that prison, guard or not. Surrounded by the sights and sounds of the torture of dozens of dark elves, Bowyn once again glimpsed freedom. It was a beautiful day.
There were few places he could go after that, but the only option he ever saw for himself was with the rebellion. Bowyn let his morals stretch and warp to accommodate his goals. Full dark elf annihilation would be Avalia’s only salvation. Bowyn found a cause to devote his life to, something to live for, and a future to dream of; a better world for his people.
Combat and Magic Stat Creation:
Fitness Level:
⋆ An underfed, scrappy, and often exhausted fairy, every part of Bowyn is tuned for surviving on the bare minimum. He gets by, but he’s not built for brute strength, he can keep up on a long trek, and pushing himself has never been a problem, but he’s not winning any footraces either.
What are your character’s physical strengths?
-Endurance and will, Bowyn only finds pain to be a powerful motivator.
-Magic, Bowyn grew up with very little, he has relied on magic to survive his whole life.
-Stealth, decent from years of hunting
What are your character’s physical weaknesses?
⋆Heat, Bowyn doesn’t do well in hot climates
⋆Physically not that strong
-Not great in a melee fight
Years of Experience:
Weapon(s):
⋆Sword, 2 years, he can use it but very little skill.
-Knives and Daggers, he’s carried one since childhood, he’s picked up a few tricks from people here and there but nothing that would impress anyone.
Hand-to-Hand Combat:
-Bowyn will always fight dirty, he might do alright in a bar fight every now and then but it's usually a last resort.
Fairies
Winter Fairy
⋆ Zoolingualism: 4 years, a skill that Bowyn had mostly neglected until his imprisonment where he befriended a stoat and currently he can only speak stoat.
⋆ Cryokinesis: 22 years, ever since he could tap into his magic Bowyn has deeply connected to his cryokinetic abilities.
⋆ Healing: 12 years, not highly skilled by any means but able to heal minor wounds easily, anything more takes a lot out of him.
Best Abilities(Fairies will specialize):
Cryokinesis
Extra:
Tramun Von Razortooth or Raze for short, is the stoat that’s often perched on Bowyn’s shoulder or nestled in a pocket. He is always on high alert, suspicious of just about everything, incessantly curious, and incredibly loyal. Raze enjoys stealing things and biting hands.
