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[borntofall]

Name: Rye Aoshir

Age: 19

Birthday: June 13

Occupation: Noble

Race/Nationality: human

Blood Type: O

Height: 5'9"

Hair: dirty blond and kept irregularly trimmed, he allows it to grow to only an inch or two short of his shoulders.

Eyes: With their brown colouring, Rye’s often been told he has his father’s eyes. His friends have often contradicted this assumption, though, arguing that while his father’s eyes are calculating and sharp, Rye’s look mildly bemused at worst.

Skin: His skin is like most of the nobles': pale and blemish free. Rye doesn’t have much time to go out in the streets of Horacia for fear of someone deciding he would make a good ransom, so what freckles he has gained from the sun are very light.

Features: He has a small nose and wide eyes that often make him appear innocent, even if he happens to be in the guilty party of whatever mischief Enos has cooked up.

Other Physical Traits: With at least a few servants always around in his father’s household to do his bidding, Rye hasn’t had much time to build any muscle. With his aunt’s cooking, however, he’s still a very thin boy. No matter how many times his aunt insists he’ll “simply blow away in the wind!”, he refuses to eat more of her food than is necessary to prevent starvation.

Identifying Marks: His noble’s clothing makes him stand out far more than any marks he may have on his skin.

Physical Fitness: Enos has seen to it that Rye is far more fit than should be possible. The slightly younger boy has made it a point to drag Rye out in secret on at least half of his escapades. As most of these escapades led to fleeing from one angry citizen or another, Rye has built a fairly good endurance for running long distances quickly while dodging behind bins, climbing drain pipes, and jumping from roof to roof to escape people in the poor district of Horacia.

Usual Clothing: A pale tunic in any number of colours with a leather vest thrown over it, loose black pants, and a well-worn pair of boots that he slips on as soon as he is out from under his father’s watchful eye.

Fighting Type: Rye... doesn’t know how to fight. While Enos has a habit for making trouble, his reaction has always been to run from it with a bark-like laugh. Thus, Rye has never had an opportunity to get into a fight with his fists or any other sort of weapon.

Preferred Weapons: none.

Special Skills: While Rye is oblivious as to how to fight, he does have a secret weapon if his life is in the gravest of danger – he’s been learning spells in secret for the past three years.

Other: Rye abhors reading in all of its forms. He appreciated that his father forces it upon him on a daily basis, and he likes what he is able to learn from books, but the act of reading itself is something he will never care for.

Family: Rye is an only child, but he considers Enos close enough to act as a fill-in for a brother. His father lives in Horacia with him, but his mother is away at the palace on some business that hasn’t been revealed to Rye.

Friends: Enos, definitely. Rye has quite a few other friends among the higher class boys he went to school with, but Enos is by far his closest friend.

Enemies: while the concept of ‘enemies’ just doesn’t seem to fit with Rye’s personality at times, the boy does have his share of foes. He wants to beat them on his own terms, though, with a battle of will and knowledge of what’s right. Sadly, the king of Raist isn’t one to answer to a mere boy deciding that what he does is ‘wrong’ in any way.

Personality Traits: As he was extremely laid back when he was younger, there isn’t much that can ruffle Rye’s calm demeanor now. He’s gotten a very strong sense of justice within the past few years, though, and now he’s also discovered a resolve he didn’t know he was capable of.

Though he likes to stick by the rules, Enos’s influence has made Rye think nothing of bending them or breaking them just slightly, especially if he thinks breaking the rules is for the right reasons. Also, while Rye tries not to allow himself to be spoiled, he does expect to be able to make things go his way, and because of that he refuses to give up even at the worst of times.

Quirks: Rye eats about as much as a bird, but he’s fascinated with all of the food in the city marketplace. With Enos finding the two of them disguises, he’s spent countless hours just browsing the foods on display in the stalls. He's an awful cook himself, though.

Loves: His family, freedom.

Hates: Reading, being indoors after hours, the circumstances of the magic users.

Fears: That his father will discover what he is planning and put a halt to it – or disown him.

Dreams/Ambitions: Finding another way to power the city shields.

Religion: He is a believer in working towards a goal and achieving it. He doesn’t believe in any goddesses helping him reach anything, especially after what he’s seen.

Flaws: Rye is naive due to his sheltering. His experiences have been almost exclusively limited to his interactions with the upper-class, but he thinks he knows about the rest of the world simply from Enos’s and his night-time jaunts through the city. Underestimating how little he knows will be the worst flaw he can have when he starts his trek into the all-too-real world.

Personal History: Rye’s family have always been close personal friends to Duke Con, so the moment he turned eight years old, Rye was shipped to the nearby private academy where he was put through an intense study program (full of blasted books) to prepare him for when he would take over his father’s job as the duke’s ambassador. It was there that he met Enos Tacir, who taught him what he’d picked up about the lower (and more interesting, according to Enos) classes of society.

Near his eighth and final year at the academy (when he had just turned 16), Rye discovered something while idly stirring his tea. What he discovered would have ended his life if Enos had not spotted what was happening and spilled Rye’s tea all over him to create a distraction. No one but Enos had seen that Rye had somehow manipulated his tea to begin floating in little droplets out of his cup and a few inches into the air.

It was magic – a death sentence to anyone who lived in, or was caught in, a barrier city.

After that incident, Enos took it upon himself to educate Rye on just why he couldn’t let anyone know he could do magic. Being the ambassador’s son, Enos had informed him, can not save a person from something as bad as magic.

A few months later, Enos took Rye to see what magic users did to keep the barriers up. As it happened, the barrier suffered a failure that night on their walk to the guarded pavilion that barrier magic was created inside. That night, Rye learned far more of the consequences of having magic than he ever wished to learn.

Ever since that evening, Rye has been studying all the books he can find (a real feat for him) and planning. Soon, he’ll be ready to start something that, if he can’t finish it, will cost him most dearly.