☆ NICKNAMES 》 Rai, Rain, For, Quinn, and Rosie if you're feeling adventurous.
☆ GENDER IDENTITY 》 Male
☆ SEXUALITY 》 Heterosexual
☆ AGE 》 17
☆ DOB/ZODIAC 》 01/23, Aquarius
☆ OCCUPATION 》 Student, Junior
☆ RACE/ETHNICITY 》 Nephilim/Irish
☆ LIKES 》
⇨ Animals
⇨ Nature
⇨ This new thing to him called "Anime"
⇨ Rain/Storms
⇨ Puzzles
⇨ Anything Green and Growing.
⇨ Dragons.
☆ DISLIKES 》
⇨ Forest Fires
⇨ Poachers
⇨ Trappers
⇨ Catholics
⇨ Control Freaks
⇨ Small Places
⇨ Loggers
⇨ Large groups of people. (more than 5)
⇨ Angels
☆ FEARS 》
⇨ Being in a cage
⇨ Being burned alive
⇨ Losing everything he holds dear
⇨ Being in large groups of unknown people.
⇨ Being found out he's a Nephilim
⇨ Falling in love
☆ PERSONALITY 》
⇨ Quinn was raised to be obedient, quick thinking, wise, a problem solver, hard working (in studies as well as in general), kind, caring, compassionate, calm, and yet weary of new people. While he is a lot of those things, since he's been on his own, he's been a bit more rebellious. As well as he is more stubborn than he was at home.
☆ ABILITIES 》
⇨ Runic/Druid magic
⇨ (Racial) Language Understanding and Conversing.
⇨ (Racial) Increased Reflexes
⇨ (Racial) Enhanced Senses (needs to focus on a particular sense to increase it beyond normal human range)
☆ WEAPONS 》
⇨ An Ash Longbow (with a quiver full of handmade arrows. Inscribed with the rune Sigel)
⇨ A pair of Ulaks (Handles wrapped by worn leather and bound by crisscrossing leather strips. Inscribed with the runes two Fehu runes on each side of the blades with a Uruz rune in between them, standing for "Aggression, Primal Force, and Survival.")
⇨ A Punching Dagger (hidden in his right boot inscribed with the rune Ken on the hilt. Handle also wrapped and bound by leather.)
☆ TALENTS/HOBBIES 》
⇨ Talking to animals
⇨ Archery
⇨ Hunting/Tracking
⇨ Whittling
⇨ Puzzles
⇨ Anime
☆ HISTORY 》
⇨⇨⇨ Quinn was born and raised in the forests of Ireland with the druids. He didn't even know that he was slightly different from the rest of them till his mother told him that she had lied about who his Sire was, he was only three when she told him. It took him a few years to realize what she meant. He obviously rejected his Sire's side of his blood and focused on the training the rest of his fellow druids were focusing on. Which at the time was learning the runes and how to properly use them. He excelled at verbal based understanding of things, all he had to do was look at the runes and he knew what they meant and how to use them.
⇨⇨He tried to mimic one of the circles the elders had used when he was 7 and it had nearly killed him. He spent the next 6 months to a year recovering from his misuse of magic. He was able to understand them but he couldn't execute them as well as he wanted. He then learned that when he awoke from that little blunder that his blood... his Sire's blood, gave him abilities that the others had to learn or inscribe runes on themselves. He took advantage of it still cursing his Sire's Bloodline. He felt it was an abomination to everything he believed in and that the elders taught. Regardless of course he still used them. They were a part of who he was, and denying it did nothing to help.
⇨⇨He continued to learn and work up his Magic Energy as the years passed. As he became of age (13), he was given a name, the name he uses now in fact. He changed the last name to N'Foraroise instead of leaving it na foraroise. His name honored him greatly and showed how much faith the elders had put in him. His mother was so happy when they had named him. He had been more than proud to carry the name. He trained directly under the elders, pushing his knowledge to the very limit. His body still couldn't handle the complex layering of circles that took its toll on the body. More than once he'd nearly died under their tutelage during those three years.
⇨⇨When he became the age of sixty-three season (Nearly 16 years) he was told to prepare to go outside the forests and to explore the world. To try and find a middle ground for their old ways. A place where they could settle down anew and be accepted, while changing as little as possible. He was also told that he had the right to build a bow out of the sacred tree. Once again he was deeply honored in their faith, he had nearly died a few times and he was sure they were going to replace him. They never did, but the thought to strive for better was always building at the back of his mind. When he left the next season he realized how far back he was in terms of ... well everything. He'd spent the better part of year before he was almost fully acclimated to the new world. He had even bought a few metal weapons, of course he had inscribed some runes on each of them.
⇨⇨ He had heard of an academy that helped train people like him. He figured he had best give it a look. His mission was at it's peak he believed. If they had trained people like him before than they would obviously allow the old ways to strive untouched, wouldn't they? He grabbed an application form and carried it with him all the way to the school, after all the lady had said to send it to the school to inform them. He was confused because wouldn't they already know he wanted to join by showing up himself. Regardless, he held onto the paper with his name on the top, slightly modified of course. The rest he left blank other than his age. He had learn that people around his age were usually called "Juniors" or "Seniors". He was confused about what being young and old had to do with these "Grade" things, but he tried to play it off. So we've come to the pentacle of the story. Lost in the city with his hand tightly holding onto his enrollment paper, wondering aimlessly.
☆ OTHER INFO 》
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☆ PHYSIQUE 》 Slim, but lean. Don't let his looks deceive you.
☆ HEIGHT 》 5'8"
☆ WEIGHT 》 135 lbs
☆ HAIR COLOR 》 Red
☆ EYE COLOR 》 Red
☆ PIERCINGS 》 Innocent (none sadly)
☆ TATTOOS 》 Runes, Ós on his lower back in the center, Daeg on his left upper shoulder blade near his spine, Laguz on his right upper shoulder blade near his spine.
☆ MARKINGS 》
☆ SCARS 》 None visible
☆ PICTURE 》
