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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 2:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 3:12 pm
{ : HUMAN ASPECT : } : Name : Henry Greene: Age : about 17: Occupation : Gardener: Appearance : Henry is lanky, even for his age. It is obvious he hasn't fully grown into his skin. Despite his age, he is rather mature. He apprenticed with his father for many many years before going off on his own. His cheeks seem to have the permanent smudge of dirt and his clothes are never pristine. His ash-blonde hair is rarely put together. Some say his hazel eyes turn green when he's mad.
Henry has a slight limp from a accident with a cart and a mule. He can still move pretty quickly, but it is just enough to be distinguishable.: Home & Possessions : Rents a small one-bed cottage from his employer. He doesn't own much, but he has some clothes, a book - not written in words- on herb lore from his mother, and a lot of seeds categorized (with his own symbols) carefully.: Parents : Thomas and Vivi Greene: Siblings : 4 sisters - all older and married: Personality : When it comes to people, Henry isn't mean, it can seem at times that he is indifferent. His passion is plants, and he comes the most alive when talking about what mixture helps that plant grow, or how to coax a sick root to bud again, and so forth. When other people that are in trouble, need, upset, etc, Henry cannot help but want to help them out. Again, he sees them just as he would a sagging tree or a injured vine. He has a real soft spot for children - as he sees them as saplings (but woe to them if they purposefully stomp on some flowers). Almost anyone can be compared to some vegetation in his mind.: History : Henry comes from a big family, and that family's livelihood is plants. His mother is a midwife-nurse figure in their town, and his father is the best gardener that anyone ever knew. Many said he could make anything grow and it would be more beautiful than the Queen's own gardens. He would never make such a claim. He is the only son, but has five sisters, and he is the youngest - so one can probably imagine how his upbringing was. All of his sisters are married and most are starting families of their own.
Many of the servants tried getting him together with their girls and friends, but so far, Henry's only real love is plants: flowers, trees, shrubs, vegetables - you name it. He can even make a vegetable garden look amazing!
He left his family and their cottage on their employer's land off the Kingsroad near a small village for employment in Palisade. The grounds are smaller, but big enough for him. Henry can make anything look amazing.
Henry does not think he is anything special! To him, his green thumb is just something that he picked up from his parents. His mother knows about medicinal herbs, mushrooms, spices, and those types of things - while his dad knows just about everything to do with growing plants. He just has a knack for growing things, that's all.: Abilities : Henry is great with plants: his are always bigger, stronger, greener, and more resilient. He is unaware of his gifts, even when people tell him that it is IMPOSSIBLE for that plant to grow in Sunderland, or that his garden is the only one producing any product when everyone else's has succumbed to rot. He is well versed in herb-lore as well, and if someone comes to him for a tonic, poultice, or what have you - it always seems to work when nothing else can.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 2:25 pm
{ : FAMILIAR : }  TRUFFLE : Age : unknown: Occupation : Henry's Familiar: Appearance : Motley patches of white and truffle brown, golden eyes.: Temperament : Truffle is very shy, which is not all that surprising. She chooses to hide and watch from a bush or from behind the corner. With Henry, she is very affectionate and more than a little helpful around the gardens. The rabbit knows exactly what Henry needs, whether he knows it or not. If she likes you, she will let Henry know when you leave. If she doesn't like you, she will always keep her distance and watch you very carefully. If she trusts you, Truffle will come around and not hide when you are present.: Truffle & Henry : They haven’t been together long, not since that fateful summer night. It was late, and the mule spooked at something in the bushes when on their way back from bringing the seedlings home. Henry was tossed aside, the wagon rolling over his leg. Truffle had found him and kept him awake until his parents found him: barely conscious and reeling from the pain. The young man didn’t remember much from his mother’s tending of the leg, but when he was better he soon found the rabbit he thought was just in his dream. The friendship was born, but his leg was never the same. Now he walked with a slight limp, and it only ached when an especially bad storm was coming.: Art : Uncert :: Cert
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 3:15 pm
{ : ROLEPLAYS & PLOTS : } : Roleplays : none yet: Plots : none yet
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