Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Jan 13, 2015 14:58:03 GMT -8
Name: Hallan Musroker
Pronunciation: Hal-lin M-us-rah-ker
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Turnday: 3036.05.09
Weyr/Location: Cliffside SeaHold
Rank: Seneschal for the ruling council at Cliffside
Family: He doesn’t maintain ties with them
Weyrmate/Spouse: None
Friends: What are “friends”?
Pets: “why bother?”
Appearance: Hallan is a tall man, standing at exactly 6’2”. He is of average build, being neither thick nor thin, and has light tan skin and deep blue eyes. For some reason known only to him, though likely because it marks him as someone who doesn’t have to work with his hands, he wears his wavy, dark brown hair long enough to brush the top of his thighs when fully let out. He normally wears it in a style of two loops of hair to either side of a runner-tail, a style which makes it look considerably shorter than it actually is.
Personality: Hallan is one of those people that, if you tried to describe him, the best words you would use would be things like “efficient” and “good at making money”. After that, it goes downhill noticeably. He is an oily, cowardly, petty, and even cruel man, one who is obsessed with demonstrating his importance by insuring that others offer “proper respect” to him and his station. Of course, he also demands that they demonstrate the same for his superiors, which is part of what has made him so popular with the people put in charge of Cliffside.
History: Born to a family of drudges, Hallan rose to his current position via the ruthless application of ambition. He was ready and willing to take advantage of anyone in his attempts to escape a life similar to that of his family. He buried so many things in his quest to escape that life, left behind so many people, actively betrayed the trust of so many others, that it would be impossible for him to go back. Of course, he’s never wanted to go back, so he considers the loss of things like morals to be a fair trade for power.
Adoption?: If you want
Pronunciation: Hal-lin M-us-rah-ker
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Turnday: 3036.05.09
Weyr/Location: Cliffside SeaHold
Rank: Seneschal for the ruling council at Cliffside
Family: He doesn’t maintain ties with them
Weyrmate/Spouse: None
Friends: What are “friends”?
Pets: “why bother?”
Appearance: Hallan is a tall man, standing at exactly 6’2”. He is of average build, being neither thick nor thin, and has light tan skin and deep blue eyes. For some reason known only to him, though likely because it marks him as someone who doesn’t have to work with his hands, he wears his wavy, dark brown hair long enough to brush the top of his thighs when fully let out. He normally wears it in a style of two loops of hair to either side of a runner-tail, a style which makes it look considerably shorter than it actually is.
Personality: Hallan is one of those people that, if you tried to describe him, the best words you would use would be things like “efficient” and “good at making money”. After that, it goes downhill noticeably. He is an oily, cowardly, petty, and even cruel man, one who is obsessed with demonstrating his importance by insuring that others offer “proper respect” to him and his station. Of course, he also demands that they demonstrate the same for his superiors, which is part of what has made him so popular with the people put in charge of Cliffside.
History: Born to a family of drudges, Hallan rose to his current position via the ruthless application of ambition. He was ready and willing to take advantage of anyone in his attempts to escape a life similar to that of his family. He buried so many things in his quest to escape that life, left behind so many people, actively betrayed the trust of so many others, that it would be impossible for him to go back. Of course, he’s never wanted to go back, so he considers the loss of things like morals to be a fair trade for power.
Adoption?: If you want