TYNE; MordecaiCurrent Threads:none
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__________________WELL METName:Tyne
Gender:Male
Species: Human
Age:20
Height 5'8"
Home:Reajh, Connlaoth
Rank: Mordecai
Right or left?Left-handed.
__________________KNOW THYSELFAppearance: Slender; has rust red, unkempt hair and darkish skin.
Personality:Tyne is a generally nice guy. He doesn't go out of his way to hurt people, and if someone were in trouble, he wouldn't just turn a blind eye. But he's also bitter. Bitter, bitter, bitter. He's got a grudge against the Connlaoth upper class. His superiors preach to him about protecting the kingdom, serving the good of the people, but Tyne has little love for his country. Did the royal family give him food when he was begging in the streets? Did they give his parents aide when they were dying? Did they offer any alternative to the mines? And knowing that the instrument of his salvation from poverty has also condemned him to death doesn't help, either. Tyne doesn't feel that he owes Connlaoth one damn thing. If anything, Connlaoth owes him, which is why he doesn't feel at all guilty for living off the kingdom's coffers while doing nothing to earn it.
History:Tyne is the only child of an impoverished family. Growing up, he was constantly hungry, cold, and dirty. The first six years of his life passed by in a blur of misery, and then both of his parents succumbed to disease. Left without his only protectors, Tyne was forced to work in the coal mines to earn his food and shelter. The next nine years of his life would be marked by back-breaking labor, near starvation, molestation, and a constant struggle for survival.
When he was 15, guards came in the night and hauled him away. Now, Tyne was as good a thief and cutpurse as any street urchin, and he thought they were arresting him, but upon reaching the castle, he learned that he was born with the potential to be a Mordecai. He resisted the idea at first but he wasn't given much choice in the matter.
So, for the last two years now, Tyne has had the honor of being the most useless Mordecai ever in the service of the kingdom. They tried to teach him swordsmanship, sent every arms master they could find to instruct him, but Tyne drove them all away with his ineptitude—some of it genuine, some of it just a stubborn refusal to cooperate. So yeah, he carries a sword, but don't let that fool you. He doesn't know how to use the thing.
The time spent in the coal mines left him with a cancer in his lungs. He is slowly dying, suffocating in his own body. The bitter irony: only magic could heal him, but the very thing that saved him from the coal mines is the very thing that makes magical healing impossible for him. No one knows of his condition yet. It embarrasses him to be a helpless victim like this, so he keeps it hidden as best he can. He can't hide it forever, though, because as time goes on, his coughing fits will grow bloodier and ever more frequent.
Abilities:None to speak of, really, beyond his Mordecai power. He has very little weapons training, but he's not bad in a street brawl. He's actually kind of a coward. >_> Not so great at keeping his head in a crisis. His training didn't stick and so he has no real fighting skill.
Likes:Food, money, fun, friends
Dislikes:Connlaoth in general, the coal mines, mean people
Wins the SotE award for:Most useless Mordecai ever.
