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Name: Innsaei
Race: Earthling mutt (Leaf, Water, Ice.)
Gender: Male
3 Base Traits: Impulsive, outgoing, intuitive.
Personality: By and large, you could describe this boy as curious. Since before he could crawl, he's wanted to go everywhere, see everything. Compared to the other two of his clutch, Innsaei isn't as cerebral. He lives always in the NOW. Listens attentively, learns well enough, but he's more about the picture as it stands than what it was a moment or a year ago. Watching him work though something that can't be clambered over, gone around or pushed over is an experience. It's as though there's a picture in his mind of how something ought to be, and he's moulding it closer to true. Has a habit of staring 'at everything', and can get so caught up in this that he doesn't register someone addressing him. Right until something moves, and he moved with it, leaning out of the way or nuzzling into a touch, seemingly by reflex. Seems to consider his brothers different parts of himself, in some way, or 'other mes' and has difficulty thinking of them as their own people.

Appearance: Healthy, easily described as a 'growing boy'. Shows potential to be a heavy man in later years. Currently a subdued riot of color: dark olive skin, pink crystals about the collar and nose, yellow eyes and topped with shoulder-length blue hair.

Clothing: Prefers as littlr between skin and sea air as possible, but settled on breechclout and buckskin leggings when his parents insisted otherwise.
Accessories: Took a liking to a pair of long yellow gloves.

History: His first road trip happened when he was barely a day old!

RP directory

Grand, just Grand
Ninaleth/Innsaei
5pts

Rascality
Huajiu, Innsaei, Tathyryal
5pts

[WE], Take on the Beast
5pts

Growth solo:
Concern

The thrashing itself wasn't that bad. Alright, yes, it hurt, and a good deal more than most other things Innsaei had experienced, but the actual branch wasn't the worst part. Auntie Einsol had made them choose their own thrashing branches off the old willow tree. She had her stern face on, the one for breaking and mending people, but he could see the tears lurking behind it this time. The worst part was the guilt. They'd been wrong, impatient, and should've waited to bring 'Jiu along. If nothing else, he'd have remembered to tell someone, making his brother's current predicament unnecessary. But Tathy and Saei together weren't the best at waiting with an idea between them. The pain did, however, serve for a focus on the present, and a reminder of what got him in this position.

Not too long ago, the boys had decided it a fine idea to go chasing after the yaotl that had broken out from their ranch during the last big storm. A yaotl they'd never been allowed to see. It so happened that the main reason for their ignorance was that it was the meanest amphibian their Grandpa had ever successfully brought home. Even had a name, apparently:
Beelzebob.
And two boys hadn't done more than leave a note when they went after it.

After 'Xi's vanishing, their family had become skittish about certain things. Like, for instance, children unnacounted. They'd scared the whole clan with this stunt. It could've worked, yes. To the triplets, that wasn't in question. But they hadn't gone about it the right way. To Saei, pain was there to teach him lessons, let him know he was alive. And listening to it, the willow branch whipped a lesson into his mind:
How he did things was as important as the things he did.

(WC:306)