"The past is set in stone, unchangeable... The future is unpredictable as the deep sea in a storm but if you have in you the will to face it, the waves may lead you to new shores"
Full Name: Lysiére Estpasreel is his real name although he doesn´t remember
Nickname: He presents himself always as Frere (Frer)
Age: 19
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: I don´t really remember much about my romantic life perhaps any of you ladies care to refresh my memory
Group: TSC
Rank/Title: Vice Captain
After many years living in the forest hunting and practicing his freerunning style of traversing the forest his body has grown to be very athletic and sturdy
He is normally seen with a small wooden or bone flute.
Frere likes to wear dark leather clothing with a white shirt below and a read cloak on top
Height/Weight: 173cm or 5.6feet/70kg or 154pounds
Scars:
6 stab scars on his chest
One long cut on his lower neck
A spiderweb scar on his right temple.
Frere spent too much time alone in the woods with very little memory of his past so now that he has found people again he is although clumsy with some interactions, a very social person that has an inherited protective nature and always a positive outlook on any situation. Frere cares for all TSC and likes to leave the harsh words and tough love for other usually tending to situation with a kind smile and some reassuring words even if his mind has been known to act up and not only fill him with guilt and pain over thing he cannot or will not remember.
Headaches are a seldom companion to Frere but when they come if not treated they escalate coursing his moods to change drastically, going as far as causing him to have very aggressive reaction to seemingly random situations and some convulsions when to severe
Hobbies:
Playing the flute
Whistling
Freerunning through the forest
Dancing
Skills:
Traversal maneuverability on forest
Horseback riding
Animal tamer
Spear thrower
Fighting with a self taught savage style mostly wielding two handed weapons
Habits:
Sometimes when he thinks no one is watching him his gaze goes to his poniard intently
Trying to take other people burdens
Inventing nicknames for the other members of the TSC
Touching his right temple when stressed
Oddities:
Hates the rain
Suffers from night terrors when he spend too much time in the rain
Prone to mild epilepsy seizures
Place Of Origin: He only remembers the forest around the city of Valie.
History:I will be remembering more about him shortly...
Hex: