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What's he like?
Traits: Hardworking, calm, athletic, loyal to those he views as "his people", curious, egocentric, slightly bigoted, sadistic, strong-willed, confident, opinionated
Quirks: No filter when speaking his mind, asks a lot of questions if ever drunk, hates the sound of fingers snapping, he is illiterate (he cannot read or write), always has some of blade on him at all times
Habits: Twists and tugs at his left earring when he is thinking about something, draws pictures in a notebook he keeps in his back pocket as a sort of diary, runs his tongue along the inside of his cheek when frustrated
Rain is a proud person who holds the ideals of his people close to his heart. He was raised to be an unthinking weapon who questions nothing and does as he is told the second that he is told to do it. Since his exhile he has become a lot more inquisitive. Wanting to learn as much as he can, to a point, and figure out the world around him.
Who is he?
Nicknames: Rain, Alien
Aliases: So many
Date Of Birth: Winter in the year of the half son
Place Of Birth: The Tylin district of Jaraseph in a cave side in the Northern Shails, Jaraseph
Current Residence: The group home with his friends
Ethnicity: Yolan
Hair Color: Sticks mostly to brown
Eye Color: Usually brown unless wearing contacts
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 150 lbs
Birthmarks/Scars: The mark of a Yolan soldier branded on the inside of his mouth (left side)/ Several scars from years of abusive training
Who are his connections?
Mother: One of the birth mothers
Father: A military man
Other Family: His litter (other winter children), Salem (Lam) his rescuer, Salem's crew
Sexual Orientation: Asexual
Relationship Status: Single/ Not looking
Current Relationship(S): Himself
Past Relationship(S): None
Rain was born in the military sector of Jaraseph. His mother was one of the dozens women chosen by their physical abilities and purity of Yolan blood to birth the children of the soldiers of the elders. His father was a rank soldier, most likely retired because only retired soldiers are available for breeding.
What does he do?
School: Military trained by the order
Occupation: Soldier/Infiltration for the elders
Job Description: Obey his orders, be willing to give his life for his cause and his country, get information
Employer: The elders
Skills: Lock picking, acting, blade work, high tolerance for pain, sprinting long distances, maintaining high stamina, flexibility, proficient language skill (he can't read it but he can speak it)
Rain was born and raised to serve one purpose, infiltration and take down of Alverax under the orders of the elders. He was not taught how to read or write. Those skills give you thoughts. He was instilled with the belief that he is nothing but a tool and to obey. So instead of fight this be instead works on being the best tool for his leaders.
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The strongest tool in the shed isn't the sharpest.
Rain was raised to be a weapon. Never question and order, never listen to the outside world's lies of our people and leaders. He worshiped the leaders, thy were the reason for his life. His purpose for even existing. He would kill for them, he would bleed for them, he would die for them.
Well... He woudld of died for them.
Growing up Rain was skilled. Top of his class in language arts, fastest knife work in his litter, and a deep unquestioning loyalty to his country and people. He had all the makings to be an excellent spy for the elders. And that's what he was. His first mission came earlier than the rest of his litter. He was sent to Praxton to get an opening with the shipping bay to send Yolan troops. You can't take over a government without people in positions of power and you can't have those people in positions of power without the people there. It was a success, he shook the right hands and kissed the right rings and was able to get one shipment of "yolan swords" into Praxton. That was the year that the Yolisian started their slow reach to overthrow Alverax once and for all.
With a rather large success under his belt Rain became the youngest Yolan warrior to receive a C4PR or Kilnt (racist Yolan term for someone born in Telenari.) The boy was part of the decor of his new home and he used him as he saw fit. Mostly practicing his knife work. Slicing into the older boy like trying to draw a work of art into his fine, smooth skin. On rough days he would return home and shove all his aggression into the smaller man, breaking him, bleeding him and leaving him to his pain without a second thought but little did he know that that boy was going to be the straw that breaks the camels back.
Yolan soldiers are not taught to read or write, just speak and do as your told. But after a few years of leaving his single minded life where is is told what to do and entering new countries where there were times he would have to think for himself, it got Rain thinking. He couldn't express these thoughts in words on paper but he did keep them to himself in a notebook he found once when he was younger. Drawing the images in his head down and keeping track of them like a diary. This became habit and it didn't go unnoticed by the Kilnt who would bring it up every time Rain "threw a fit." The boy spoke works that made Rain think, sometimes they made him stop thinking and act. Sometimes he would speak without thinking at all to the words when his mind was somewhere else. And that became habit. And that habit cost them both.
The price of a quip is a whip and exhile.
Well that's just dumb
Talking, acting, listening, thinking we do those things without realizing it sometimes. And sometimes that gets you in trouble, and that's what happened to Rain. He wasn't thinking before he spoke and it couldn't of happened at a worse time. He was given orders. With the elders in front of him, mere feet away, they were telling him the details of his mission. A simple get in get out mission. Rain could do it in his sleep. So instead of listening fully, his mind started to wander. A few words entered into his thoughts and without missing a beat he muttered the words that ruined him. "Well that's wrong."
There was no harm behind them. The words were not meant to be said but thought. A thought that he was having to the words that the Kilnt said before and had nothing to do with the elder in the slightest. But they were spoken out loud, even if they were barely heard and that was the only strike he got. Action was swift as the guards didn't need orders to grab him. Holding him for the elder he spoke against to give punishment. They would of just cut out his tongue but the elder one felt that Rain's ego was getting to his head and instead de-ranked him. Had his litter beat him, and when Rain fought back... He declared Rain a threat to their way. Contaminated by outside thought, he was banished. Tied to his Kilnt and dropped off the border wall between Jaraseph and Telenari. Expected to die but instead pulled with the other by a hard force. From their everything fades and his new life begins.
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This would be where a connection would go, if I had one. -Fairly odd parents reffernce. Sorry, not sorry.-
