Stage: prentice
Race: mix wind and ice
Gender: Well the adoptable thread says he’s female, but the image is on male art… so I’m gonna say male?
3 Base Traits: Flirty, Busy, Spoiled.
Personality: Flirty- Male female it doesn’t matter all the world is full of wonderful people who might or might not be just perfect for Falwyn. At least that’s his view and it’s really hard to find those sweet few if you don’t ask and try. So why not? He likes to flirt and be nice to others. This makes him come off as flippant and irresponsible at times but he loves to make others smile. Young or old if his antics make them happy then he is thrilled by it.
Busy- Falwyn just can’t leave well enough alone. He likes to tinker and have fun with things and he loves secrets and information. Learning new things and keeping up with all the gossip is almost a full time job for him. He wouldn’t have it any other way though. People, skills, even just random facts about the world make him grin and smile to hear. He has developed a great memory for this kind of information and loves to pull out and show off.
Spoiled- He grew up getting most things he wanted so when he misses out on something or feels he’s been wronged he pouts for a while until the next shiny thing comes along and distracts him.
Description: Lovely image
Clothing: Just gonna run with what he has in the image.
Accessories: Nope what he has is perfect. I'm assuming the black shock is a hair clip...
History: It was only natural that Falwyn end up being born in Liem after all there was so much contact between Zena and Sauti that a dancing ice woman and a deal making wind tribesman should find one another and have a few nights just for them. The result was that later the ice woman came back and gave birth to a wide eyed and innocent little Falwyn. His mother while she regretted nothing did not wish to stay and be tied to a man she hardly knew. Instead she gave Falwyn a clip she made from her own hair. This way he would know he was thought of and would always have a bit of him with her. Leaving then Falwyn grew up with his father in Liem. Much of his life he watched people and items pass between Zena and Sauti and learning to wheel and deal like his father did. On one occasion he sat in on a deal with a friend of his fathers and an ice woman who kept staring at his blue fingers and his clip. Finally when business was concluded she gestured him aside. Asking his father’s name Falwyn was a bit confused but gave it to her with a smile. He was taken back when she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close. When she finally let him go she explained who she was with tears in her eyes. She was his mother. He was surprised but his father had only ever said good things about the woman who danced his way in and out of the man’s life so finally being able to meet her was a near dream. Falwyn was still young at this time but his mother said that one day she and the dance troop would come back and when she did she would be happy to take Falwyn along.
That day when he saw his father again he told him of his experience that day. Needless to say Falwyn’s father was surprised. Since the night Falwyn had been born he had not seen nor heard from the woman and yet she suddenly showed back up in Liem and found her son? He would have thought it all a story made up by his young son had his friend not been able to tell him otherwise. Stumped the father then asked Falwyn what he wanted to do. He could stay and learn more of the working of the relationship between Zen and Sauti or he could start to learn dancing and music for the day if it ever came that Falwyn’s mother came back. Grinning from ear to ear the little boy looked up and told his father in a proud voice. “Both!” Unable to stop himself the father started to laugh explaining it would be hard work to learn two or even three trades and not just one. Falwyn wasn’t deterred though. So his daily life changed that he would spend time with his father during the day to learn how to make deals and know he wasn’t going to get ripped off as well as what was fair when it came to reasonable haggling. At night he would learn to play an interment or two if father could swing a particularly nice trade. Finally Falwyn picked an interment he liked above the others. Something called a lyre. Once he played that and heard the strings sing to him the first time he told his father he could get rid of all the other interments that had been amassed so far. Falwyn also tried to learn to dance, though he found he was much better with his musical ability than he was with his feet. Still his father never said anything was wrong or foolish about his continued path of intensiveness when it came to a trade.
Finally the day came. His mother returned once more with her caravan and offered Falwyn a place with them. It was then and only then that Falwyn actually realized that leaving might mean not seeing his father or his home for a long time. As though seeing the conflict in his son the elder wind earthling took off his yellow sash and draped it over his son. He then whispered in Falwyn’s ear gently tapping the clip and the sash with a hand. “This way no matter where you go or what you do, your mother and I are with you.” Falwyn smiling and hugging his father decided that he wanted to see more of the world than just the coming and going of Liem and since he knew he his father’s blessing he left the town that day with his mother and the troop wondering what would become of the future and excited to find out.
