Name: Ashley Tria
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Origin: Earth
Class: Fighter
Abilities:
- •File Taxes || Whoever said math could never help you in the real world was terribly mistaken. His proficiency with numbers has been Ashley's only key to achieving a high-paying job, even if he's only the lackey for the CEO of some high-end business firm. Still, it can't be argued that school didn't do anything for him. It may not come in handy in Fantasyland, but if the need arises he can do long chains of equations in his head.
•Language Proficiency || Being a trained polyglot, Mr. Tria has learned to see the speech patterns and vocal notes that bridge the language barrier, allowing him to learn a foreign tongue with relative ease.
•Photographic Memory || With such a stressful job, Ashley is often looked upon to make spur of the moment decisions, which has trained his mind to never forget a single syllable uttered. Every board meeting, every chat in an elevator, and every document he reads is filed away in his encyclopedic brain for future use.
Personality:Ashley is nothing but your average, moody adult. He is a child of stress and caffeine, and almost thrives on it, in a way. Rarely is he comfortable when he's not working and leisure time to him is simply the calm in which he can prepare for further developments in the workplace. Perhaps he's a bit obsessed with what he does, but he's reliable, precise, and focused. If there's one thing Ashley doesn't like, however, it's when things don't go as planned. With his whole life scheduled, he's grown to rely on it, and pulls out his hair when life derails from its set path.
Likes:
- •Coffee
•Order
•Coffee
Fears:
- •Surprises
•Being embarrassed
•Making mistakes
Appearance: Ashley is prim, proper, and in every way the gentleman. Fresh-pressed Armani suits are his only comfort in life. With brown hair just a little too long, bags under green eyes just a little too heavy, he looks a bit washed out, in all honesty. His complexion, as well, could use work. Once the deep tan of boyhood, it's now paled to an olive tone from being stuck in an office all day. Hopefully, this trip will change all that.
Bio: It may be hard to believe, but Ashley had a fairly happy childhood. Growing up as the oldest of three siblings, he gained a sort-of protective air over them, even if his younger brother and sister were much tougher than himself. He was the baby, of the family, after all: the firstborne. Ashley went to the best schools, attended the most renowned after-school programs, and was expected to be the perfect academic mind. Needless to say, he didn't let his family down. Graduating at the top of his class, he then went on to the state university, where he got a Bachelor's degree in half the time it would take the average person. At twenty years of age, he was given a job at one of the country's top oil companies, working under the CEO in an internship. Apparently, the pay was too good to pass up because he's been there ever since.
Now, however, his boss has asked him to accompany his daughter on this "Fantasyland" tour, much against the man's wishes. Frankly, he'd rather not have anything to do with the whole adventure, but orders are orders, and he's not in a position to refuse. Oh joy.
Special Equipment: Unknown to the company who runs the tour, Ashley's smuggled a hefty bag of gourmet espresso beans with him. After all, he's not about to live without caffeine for however long this god-forsaken vacation lasts.
Sub-plot requests: ... you should have his coffee stolen... and he goes on a rampage to get it back. ... yep.
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