Name: Gwyn Morrigan
Nickname: Grin
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Appearance: Gwyn has brown hair gleams russet in the sun and stormy gray eyes. However, they normally don’t show because he wears clothes that cover him entirely. Whether it is the modern-day hoodie and some pants or his favorite suit (on the picture), Gwyn usually doesn’t reveal himself to many.
Character Personality: Gwyn is generally seen as confident and cheerful, but doesn’t try to reach out to people. If others approach him, he can be friendly enough but he is never the one beginning the exchange. He is however, easygoing and nearly always smiling/grinning. He finds it easy to laugh. When nervous or irritated, he usually fiddles with a hilt of one of his swords or cracks jokes. He also has an unconscious habit of reaching up as if to pull down his hood but then stops himself.
Weapon Class: Melee – dual-wielding swords.
Creature: Name - Arian; Power - Speed/lightning.
Creature Appearance: Arian is most commonly compared to a wolf, but several features like the longer ears show that she... well, isn’t. When angered, her fur bristles and stiffens. Some may see lightning flickering through. She may take a human form but prefers not to.
Creature Secondary form: The contract-transfer messed up. Gwyn received a large scar on the right side of his face over his eye. He cannot see through it anymore... except when Arian isn’t summoned in her physical form. Her secondary form is like a mask-cover that flows over Gwyn’s face. The scar vanishes and he can “see” through his right eye though there are some differences from normal human sight since he is technically seeing through Arian’s eyes.
Creature Personality: Arian is adventurous and independent. At first, she looked on the contract as just a means to an end (Gwyn’s soul), but their companionship has grown to a close camaraderie where they know they can trust each other in a fight.
History: Gwyn can remember laughter as a younger him and another wrestle in some yard, peace as he rides through empty streets with the wind in his hair on a motorcycle, adrenaline as he creeps through a forest with a gun in hand, and a blur of pain and fear.