Emlyn Zynooth

[Emlyn Zynooth]

Emlyn Akim Zynooth

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
"Boulevard of Broken Dreams", GreenDay

NICKNAMES AND ALIASES: Em (A nickname he abhores)
MEANING OF NAME: Emlyn-Strive, excel, rival ; Akim-Wise, insightful ; Zynooth-Sword/metal/armor name from legends
AGE: Eighteen
GENDER:Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
KINGDOM: Saor
BIRTHPLACE: Moscow, Russia
DATE OF BIRTH: February Twenty-Ninth (Only in leap years, in other years it's March First), 1498
ACCENT: Russian
LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Russian, English, Latin, and Italian
REGIONAL HERITAGE: Russia
SPECIES: Human
SUBSPECIES OR RACE: Caucasian
MARITAL STATUS: Confused
SOCIAL CLASS: Runaway soldier
OCCUPATION: Odd jobs
RELIGION: None
PLAY-BY: Garrett Hedlund
CANON, REQUESTED OR ORIGINAL?: Original

HISTORY:

Emlyn began his life in a well-off farm on the outskirts of Moscow. He grew up there, where his father taught him the scholarly ways, and gave him as many books as he liked. The only unfortunate instance of his childhood was when he mother broke into a magician's workshop and stole a potion and, in hopes that there would be a positive effect, gave it to Emlyn. The only result was that his brown hair turned blue, something he has always hated. Nonetheless, he would spend hours roaming the countryside with a book in his hand. But when he was seven, his father left them. The small family of himself, his mother, and his little sister had no way to support themselves. His mother spent hours preaching to her son about how awful his father was, but for some reason, Emlyn heard none of it, even though it was true that his father had pretty much left them for dead. His family moved deep into St. Petersburg. His mother became a washerwoman and Emlyn had to spend all day looking after his little sister, Tatiana.

Eventually, a man named Viktor Rokstrov fell in love with Vivienne, and they got married. Viktor was a very rich man, so the whole family moved to his estate at the edge of the city. Emlyn hated him and wanted nothing to do with his step-father. Emlyn gradually grew farther and farther away from his family. When he was twelve, he found his father again, who was working as a professor at a school. Some days, Emlyn would steal away from his family just to sit in his fathers study. He didn't love his father, but he hated him less than the rest of his family.

When he was fourteen, Viktor started having him be trained to fight. Emlyn found newfound joy in tearing apart dummies and espeically shooting his bow and arrow, but he despised the fact that Viktor was MAKING him do it, and he didn't even know the reason. But when he turned sixteen, he found out the reason. Viktor was planning to sell him into the Russian army, and unless Emlyn was strong, they would never take him in. Emlyn went to see his real father one last time. He merely said the word, "Father," to him, and then stole his horse, World's Darkest Treasure, and then ran away. He stopped in Scotland, where he is now working to stay alive.

TERSE ;

SILENT ; STRONG ; AWKWARD ; SHORT-TEMPERED

GENERAL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION:

Emlyn is an outsider whose face is always in a heavy frown. He doesn't enjoy the company of others, and always prefers to work alone. He keeps to himself and stays extremely focused on what needs to be done. He likes to think that he is heartless and without mercy, but he does have a caring side that doesn't come out often. In fact, it comes out only when he thinks that no one is watching. He hates to show any weaknesses to anyone.

Deep down, he is a scholar who was forced to become a warrior. He loves to learn, but he had also learned the joys of being physically strong. He is always seeking to better himself and make himself stronger and to learn to use even more weapons. He is silent in his endeavors and follows only his own instincts. Though he is indeed chivalrous, he does not show pleasure in doing good deeds.

BITS AND PIECES

Strengths

-Skilled with a bow
-Hard worker
-Fast learner
-Practical
-Strong


Likes

-Solidarity
-Being active
-Books
-His true father


Dislikes

-Crowds
-His family
-Being told what to do
-Failing
-Heat


Fears

-Girls
-Heights
-Conversation

FLAWS

Mean: Simply put, he's not the nicest person around. He's brutally honest and will often insult people just so they'll stay away from him.

Short-Tempered: He gets angry quite easily and turns even meaner when he loses his temper and it always gets the better of him, making him do stupid things.

Coward: Emlyn really won't stay put and fight unless he has to to survive or to protect someone. He really has no problem with scedaddling away.

Close-Combat Fighting: Emlyn really can't fight very well when he's near someone. He much prefers to be away with his bow. Anything he gets done while up close is pure luck.

Dismissive: Even if something needs to be dealt with he will often push it away and not think about it, and pretend that it doesn't matter when it really does.

Hides his fears and feelings: For the life of him he cannot talk about feelings or discuss his fears. Therefore no one knows about them and no one can help him with them. They're all left to boil in his mind.

Um-empathetic: He's very bad at putting himself in the shoes of people he's close to. It's just too much for him, and this leads to him assuming things that are not true.

Easily embarrassed/awkward: He just cannot have a decent conversation. He mumbles and mutters and blushes and flushes and spends more time tripping over his words than actually getting anything said.

Heat: He can barely do anything when it's hot. Period. He lies down in the shade and stays there.

GENERAL APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION

Emlyn is a strong person with a heavy, Russian build, standing at 6'6" and weighing 190 pounds. He is very muscular, but he doesn't look overly bulky. His face is heavily-set and fierce looking. His dark blue-purple eyes are very intense in his face, and could remind one of a hawk. His feathery hair is cut short and dark blue. It falls in his eyes a lot, but he would never cut it all off. One could say that he is good-looking, but he doesn't pay very much attention not care about how he looks. He has a burn mark on his left hand that faintly looks like a dragon, and several crusty, rigid and long scars on his back.

CLOTHING:

Emlyn wears whatever he can find, but he prefers to wear long leather coats and heavy-set boots. Black is his preferred color.

SOCIAL

Emlyn is probably one of the most anti-social guys you will ever meet. If he doesn't know you, he will ignore you completely. If you try to start conversation with him, he will ignore you until you go away. If he needs something from you, he will keep the conversation short and to the point. Now, if he doesn't like you he might actually put some effort into conversation...insulting you...and that's it. If he actually likes you? Lucky you, you get to hear him mumble even more. He'll protect you with his life, sure enough, but he sure as hell won't make eye contact afterwards.

LINEAGE

FATHER: Charles Zynooth, 57, advisor
MOTHER: Vivienne Rokstrov, 42, wife
SISTERS: Tatiana Rokstrov, 12, student
EXTENDED FAMILY: Viktor Rokstrov (Step-father), 49, noble

POTENTIAL PLOTTING

Well, Emlyn currently has that whole thing with Ceara going on. He can't really spit anything out, can he? And he has that plot with Dahlia, if she comes back. And if anyone wants an anti-social runaway soldier to save the day and make things awkward afterward, Emlyn is your guy!

ROLE PLAYING SAMPLE:

Cats and horses are not known to be particularly fond of each other, but these two had an unconscious agreement. They each though that they were better than the other one, and they each knew that they’d never convince the other one of this. Even though their friendship was somewhat forced and rigid, they were often found in one other’s company. Maybe it was because they both agreed that the other one was number two and everything else was below the both of them, or maybe it was because they had a deeper friendship then they showed. Anyway, number three was set, and he was the rider of the horse.

Emlyn was a quiet person, not known to speak very much in the presence of others, especially strangers, unless angered. Luckily he had no reason to be angry today, but he didn’t have a reason to be happy either. His face was set, as if concentrating on something, but he was also frowning. This face seemed to be his default setting, and he barely showed any other expression. Everything was hard set, everything was intense.

On this fine morning though, something was different about him and his surroundings. He was riding without purpose, something not commonly found in him, in anything he does. He was riding like…he was just going for a ride. The black bay horse, World’s Darkest Treasure, did not seem to mind this, but he seemed wary of it, as if he too noticed it. The Siamese cat, Talisman, also had an aura of curiosity. But any questions they had were not to be answered, at least not anytime soon.

NAME OR ALIAS: Yuliya, Yules, Princess, Little Demon, Yula, Road Runner, Secretary, Golden Retriever
AGE: Seventeen
GENDER: Gurl
TIME ZONE: Pacific
METHODS OF CONTACT: PM, email, MSN, gmail, pretty much anything
OTHER CHARACTERS: Yuliya Dukhkin', Amri Amatzya, Emlyn Zynooth, Pearl Alexander
MAGIC WORDS: Yeah, no


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The lyrics were taken from Celtic Thunder's Ireland,Take Me Home, Caledonia, That's A Woman,Steal Away and Come By the Hills. The template was created and written by Peregrine. DO NOT STEAL The rights to the above songs belong to their original artists.

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