Full name Finnbar Aelthen

Nicknames/Aliases: Finn

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Magic Elemental: Air

Occupation Royal prince and cousin to the Heir of Magna.


Description: With doe-eyed good looks and a full mouth that is quick to smile (not to mention the wealth and status that go hand-in-hand with his royal name), Finn has caught the eye of many a young woman and tends to inspire a sort of maternal instinct in those too old to consider anything else (consciously, at least). His dark hair has always been unruly and tameable only with effort, so he rarely bothers. Straight brows frame chocolate-coloured eyes which, when not crinkled in laughter or raised in mockery, have a tendency to look unexpectedly vulnerable, though in such fleeting instances that one might question whether one had seen it at all.

Not more than an inch over six foot, Finn is tall but not exceptionally so. His build once had a hard sinew that meant he could best many men far taller but two years as Skorn's captive has reduced him to a shadow; his shoulders and hips are angular, his face gaunt and the rut of his ribs is obvious beneath ghostly white skin, much of which is marred by odd pearlescent marbled burns that drip down his chest and back. Despite all this, his step is like his conversation; quick and light, though he moves with a certain grace that makes it hard to imagine the violence he is capable of.


Personality: Quick-tongued, facetious, nihilistic, sentimental. These are some of the often-opposing words that could be used to describe Finn.


Skills:
Fighting dirty: As far as Finn's concerned, there's no rules when it comes to hand-to-hand fighting, or battle of any kind. Honour's an empty word to him and he has mastered a repertoire of moves that would make even the most seasoned back-alley scrapper's eyes water.

Fleet foot: Finn is fast. Really fast. Bad news for those who don't even realise what's happening before they've got a sword in their side or a crossbow arrow in their back.

Zephyr: Able to bend the will of the wind to his own, his power is proportionate to the weather conditions at the time; during a gentle summer breeze he might be able to ruffle the hair on someone's forehead but in a gale he could throw unsuspecting people from battlements.

Weaknesses:
Fervent: For someone so outwardly cynical and quick to prise open the chinks in anyone's armour when necessary, he can fall surprisingly hard when it comes to the occasional other, particularly those of the opposite sex (though rumour has it there's been a few of the same sex too) he feels for. This can and has gotten him into trouble in the past.

Black cloud: His time in the dungeons under Skorn's rule has left something deep within Finn fundamentally broken. The annihilating shadow of depression is never far away these days and when he is overcome by it, he can be hard to rouse into anything resembling activity.

Rebel without a cause: As the only son of the younger brother of the King, Finn has coped with the constant focus on his cousin by largely doing his own thing. He resents authority and although he recognises the necessity of ridding the world of Skorn, he finds it difficult to rouse the same passion for their cause that the others do.


Brief History: Born to the younger brother of the King, Finn's father married young and died young, departing the earth when Finn himself was only five years old. He was raised by his mother, a nouveau riche noblewoman from the far west of the Kingdom and grew up amongst the wealth of the royal court. Centre of attention as the first of the new generation of royals for a few years, everything changed when the King's son, Aleric, was born and Finn was sent away to be schooled in a prestigious military academy. A little too irreverent and sharp-tongued to make a good infantryman, as was tradition for the royals, his natural ability for elemental magic (a gift passed down from his mother's side of the family) were honed instead and he gained a formidable mastery of the air. Although this was more through raw talent than hard work as he often shunned classes for the sights, sounds and company of the city. His good looks and easy wit made him many friends but a few enemies too and he was disciplined more than once for getting into fights outside taverns in the early hours.

After absorbing by osmosis the dribs and drabs of an education, he left the academy and spent a few years in an elite unit of men dually trained in the art of magic and combat (a new initiative of the King's) and a few years roaming the kingdom living off his royal name. When the old king died and worryingly young Aleric was crowned, he dutifully made his way back to the capital to pay his respects, as was the tiresome tradition. It was then that the old king rose from the dead and Finn, as the only other member of that generation of royals, was thrown into the dungeons along with his cousin.



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