Post by Muse on Dec 29, 2009 19:39:12 GMT -5
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Profession: Jongleur
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Profession: Jongleur
Appearance:
Bryce is a small, fierce boy with a wild look in his wide blue eyes. The shock of blond hair that often covers them is often dirty, either because he had to sleep rough for a while or because he's just to lazy to wash. He may be small, but he's strong, too. He is armed with two daggers and one knife very much like the Ranger's saxe knife but with slightly softer steel. Similar knives have given him two long scars, one down his left arm from shoulder to elbow, and a more recent one on his face from right eye to the corner of his mouth. He's never without his lute, which is in surprisingly good condition and of very good quality, because it's a hand-me-down.Personality:
Because his clothes are mostly inherited from his cousin Muse, they're all too big for him, and very plain colors of brown and green. The one thing that he didn't get from Muse was from his father, a large man, was his cloak of blues and reds. It may be too big for him, but it helped when he wanted to go north, because it is so thick and heavy.
Bryce is a lively boy who likes to be around people. He doesn't like the quiet and can't usually sit still. He doesn't always think things through, either, often just goes ahead and does or says them. He's pretty talented with his lute, since he's been playing for ten years, but he doesn't much like it. He's a fighter, as evidenced by his scars, and he stands up for himself, friends, and whatever he believes in.History:
If you're close to Bryce, then he'll be a good friend to you. Same goes for a friend of a friend. Past that, though, he doesn't trust easily. That doesn't mean he won't talk to them or try to be their friend, but until he's absolutely sure he can trust someone with his life, he won't trust them at all. Or at least, that's what he tells himself. In reality, he's very trusting.
Bryce was born on a farm in Redmont Fief about fifteen years ago - although he's not exactly sure if that's how long it's been. His parents were poor and so his clothes were hand-me-downs from his cousins, collected each year at the family reunion in Greenfield Fief. He was closest to Jonathan, despite the ten year age difference, and was devastated when his knight cousin was killed.Additional Information:
Since the age of five, Bryce played the lute, using his father's old instrument which had been handmade by his father. At ten, he left home. He hated being a farm boy. So he packed up his things, took a square of canvas and a length of rope for a tent, and walked out.
He made his living by playing in inns and taverns, always working his way north. He found his cousin Muse in Norgate Fief when he was thirteen. That was luck - he had no way of knowing if Muse or his brother still lived there. But his brother Jonathan was dead by then, and Bryce lived with Muse for just over a year, until the Ranger picked up an apprentice, Gwen, a bit older than Bryce himself.
Since then he'd been wandering south again. He's spent the last month in a town in Araluen Fief, and is considering making his way to Seacliff, then back to Redmont from there. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the money for a horse, so the entire trip has been and continues to be on foot.
Bryce always carries two daggers, a saxe knife, his lute, and a knapsack of food and water, two spare sets of clothes, and a square of canvas and rope that make up his tent for nights sleeping rough. He was trained to fight by his cousin Muse and is quite good at defending himself.