Flynn
02-18-09, 10:58 AM
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General
Name: Sherlock Flynn
Age: 22
Place of Birth: Underwood
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Language: Common
Fame: Nobody; If you recognize him, then you must be a part of his logging troupe.
Family: The Flynn family has lived in Concordia for many generations, as such he has family sprinkled throughout Corone. Notable living relatives include his Father, Daniel Flynn, a church mouthed carpenter; His mother, Katherine Flynn, a quiet housekeeper; Grandfather, Peter Flynn, a mediocre blacksmith; Aunt Janine and Uncle Bruce Tanner, Leather tanners from Jadet.
Voice: Flynn's voice is young, though has a tinge of a raspy sound on the low end.
Personality/Attitude: Sherlock is a quiet apathetic person. He generally keeps his mouth shut on subjects that don't concern him, and some times on subjects that do. He is not a man to get up in arms over much, short of directly insulting him. He appreciates the beauty of nature but enjoys the private aspect of the indoors. Sherlock seldom tries new things and is a creature of habit, often following the same routine for weeks at a time. Flynn doesn't show happiness or sadness over barely anything.
Likes: The forest, cool weather, the twilight and dawn, reading, rain, and the color green.
Dislikes: Sand, heat, sweating, dryness, fish, and being treated as a child.
Goals/Ambitions: "Well, I could use some new shoes."
Strengths: Stoic, courageous, reliable, well read.
Weaknesses: Stoic, dependent, untrained, unexperienced.
Education: Sherlock is well read on many subjects, though very unexperienced due to his bored, lethargic life.
Place/Type of Residence: He lives in a small house with his grandfather and parents in the town of Underwood, which doubles as his grandfathers smithy shop.
Occupation: Guard, Forester.
Physical
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair: Rusty blonde, darkened over years from when he was first named 'Sherlock', meaning 'fair haired'.
Eyes: Pale Green
Physical Description: Sherlock Flynn is not by any means a pretty boy, however, nor is he an unattractive man. He often carries an unenterprising, disinterested look on his face, show in his tired eyes and stoic lips. His dark eyebrows are hovering furrowed high over his eyes, though hidden by his abundant, disheveled, golden hair. His hair is down-like, fluffing up and swayed easily by movement, though bounces back to it's original place upon stopping. His skin is pale, naturally, and generally free of blemishes. He is scar free, and is more apt to having small fresh wounds on his hands from work. Sherlock usually walks hanging his head low, swinging his arms slightly as he moves, narrow face pointing to the ground in front of him. His shoulders hang low as he slouches forward, making him look slightly shorter than he actually is. Sherlock is almost always spotted in a forest green tunic, with an off white long sleeved undershirt and matching pants. Simple leather gloves and shoes cover his hands and feet respectively. As of recent, Sherlock is almost always wearing a short chainmail vest under his tunic, a heavy, engraved, leather bracer on his left forearm, and light iron greaves on his shins over his pant legs. He wears a heavy belt with a large pack hanging from the back, and a wide sheath for his sword across his back.
Life
History: Sherlock Flynn was born to Daniel and Katherine Flynn 22 years ago, in the lumber town of Underwood. Sherlock learned to speak, walk, read, and write earlier than most. He was raise a boring, albeit sheltered, life. Often staying inside to read or help in the house rather than playing with his friends. Being the quiet kid that he was, Sherlock didn't have very strong social interactions until he was 17, when he was put to work. After a failed apprenticeship with the local tanner, Flynn found success as a logger. After 4 years of traveling with the same logging troupe, he began acting as the armed guard escorting the troupe for extra salary. He now carries supplemental equipment with him, though he has never really had to brandish his weapon to date.
Skill/Talents
Swordsmanship: Terrible is a strong word, so the best way to describe Sherlock's swordsmanship is to state that he owns a sword, and has diced fruit.
Forceful Deflection: Sherlock has been taught, though has not practiced, the technique of flourishing while parring an attack to knock the enemy's weapon away and allow for a counter attack.
Equipment
Tunic: "I like this thing, it covers that ugly chain, and it's green to boot."
Iron Sword: "My grandfather made it for me when I got that job as a guard, hopefully I won't need to use it... I chipped it prying the nails out of a plank the other day"
Chainmail shirt: "Yeah, it's iron, but let's not test it."
Left Bracer: "A man walked off and left this beautiful bracer at my uncle's tannery. The engraving on it is of a ship in the sea, made by my aunt Janine."
Leather Gloves: "They keep the burns and blisters away, that's good enough for me."
Iron Greaves: "Last thing I need is to snap my shin."
Tools: "A hatchet, some nails, and a few longer stakes. I keep the hardware on my belt."
General
Name: Sherlock Flynn
Age: 22
Place of Birth: Underwood
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Language: Common
Fame: Nobody; If you recognize him, then you must be a part of his logging troupe.
Family: The Flynn family has lived in Concordia for many generations, as such he has family sprinkled throughout Corone. Notable living relatives include his Father, Daniel Flynn, a church mouthed carpenter; His mother, Katherine Flynn, a quiet housekeeper; Grandfather, Peter Flynn, a mediocre blacksmith; Aunt Janine and Uncle Bruce Tanner, Leather tanners from Jadet.
Voice: Flynn's voice is young, though has a tinge of a raspy sound on the low end.
Personality/Attitude: Sherlock is a quiet apathetic person. He generally keeps his mouth shut on subjects that don't concern him, and some times on subjects that do. He is not a man to get up in arms over much, short of directly insulting him. He appreciates the beauty of nature but enjoys the private aspect of the indoors. Sherlock seldom tries new things and is a creature of habit, often following the same routine for weeks at a time. Flynn doesn't show happiness or sadness over barely anything.
Likes: The forest, cool weather, the twilight and dawn, reading, rain, and the color green.
Dislikes: Sand, heat, sweating, dryness, fish, and being treated as a child.
Goals/Ambitions: "Well, I could use some new shoes."
Strengths: Stoic, courageous, reliable, well read.
Weaknesses: Stoic, dependent, untrained, unexperienced.
Education: Sherlock is well read on many subjects, though very unexperienced due to his bored, lethargic life.
Place/Type of Residence: He lives in a small house with his grandfather and parents in the town of Underwood, which doubles as his grandfathers smithy shop.
Occupation: Guard, Forester.
Physical
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair: Rusty blonde, darkened over years from when he was first named 'Sherlock', meaning 'fair haired'.
Eyes: Pale Green
Physical Description: Sherlock Flynn is not by any means a pretty boy, however, nor is he an unattractive man. He often carries an unenterprising, disinterested look on his face, show in his tired eyes and stoic lips. His dark eyebrows are hovering furrowed high over his eyes, though hidden by his abundant, disheveled, golden hair. His hair is down-like, fluffing up and swayed easily by movement, though bounces back to it's original place upon stopping. His skin is pale, naturally, and generally free of blemishes. He is scar free, and is more apt to having small fresh wounds on his hands from work. Sherlock usually walks hanging his head low, swinging his arms slightly as he moves, narrow face pointing to the ground in front of him. His shoulders hang low as he slouches forward, making him look slightly shorter than he actually is. Sherlock is almost always spotted in a forest green tunic, with an off white long sleeved undershirt and matching pants. Simple leather gloves and shoes cover his hands and feet respectively. As of recent, Sherlock is almost always wearing a short chainmail vest under his tunic, a heavy, engraved, leather bracer on his left forearm, and light iron greaves on his shins over his pant legs. He wears a heavy belt with a large pack hanging from the back, and a wide sheath for his sword across his back.
Life
History: Sherlock Flynn was born to Daniel and Katherine Flynn 22 years ago, in the lumber town of Underwood. Sherlock learned to speak, walk, read, and write earlier than most. He was raise a boring, albeit sheltered, life. Often staying inside to read or help in the house rather than playing with his friends. Being the quiet kid that he was, Sherlock didn't have very strong social interactions until he was 17, when he was put to work. After a failed apprenticeship with the local tanner, Flynn found success as a logger. After 4 years of traveling with the same logging troupe, he began acting as the armed guard escorting the troupe for extra salary. He now carries supplemental equipment with him, though he has never really had to brandish his weapon to date.
Skill/Talents
Swordsmanship: Terrible is a strong word, so the best way to describe Sherlock's swordsmanship is to state that he owns a sword, and has diced fruit.
Forceful Deflection: Sherlock has been taught, though has not practiced, the technique of flourishing while parring an attack to knock the enemy's weapon away and allow for a counter attack.
Equipment
Tunic: "I like this thing, it covers that ugly chain, and it's green to boot."
Iron Sword: "My grandfather made it for me when I got that job as a guard, hopefully I won't need to use it... I chipped it prying the nails out of a plank the other day"
Chainmail shirt: "Yeah, it's iron, but let's not test it."
Left Bracer: "A man walked off and left this beautiful bracer at my uncle's tannery. The engraving on it is of a ship in the sea, made by my aunt Janine."
Leather Gloves: "They keep the burns and blisters away, that's good enough for me."
Iron Greaves: "Last thing I need is to snap my shin."
Tools: "A hatchet, some nails, and a few longer stakes. I keep the hardware on my belt."