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Ontrose Boreas AesierStatus: Brother of Colin Aesier
Age: Nineteen.
Marital Status: Single.
Children: None.
Height: 6'0".
Weight: 180 lbs.
Markings: None.
Piercings: None.
Medical Conditions: None.
Special Ability: Weapons wielding.
Bio:
Mother's hands. Those were one of his first memories in life, how gentle their touch could be and how soothing they were when she cared for his hurts, whether physical or emotional. She was the focus of his young life, a doting mother who rarely strayed far from her young son. As he grew, she continued to be a source of strength and comfort, they enjoyed a close relationship and she eventually married a man that was clearly his birth father's better. Ontrose rarely had reason to question his origins, his life being fairly secure. Whoever his father had been, he'd occasionally send gifts to help the boy along and had been the one to sponsor Ontrose's education. Only the best, which was strange with a fairly middle class upbringing. He certainly never acted middle class, however. Even from an early age he was a peacock and a trickster, often getting in trouble to make his classmates laugh in the expensive boarding school he attended. He was an uninterested student, especially with the tutors, who seemed to be in his life for as long as he could remember, trying to interest him in such things as fire or a glass of water. As soon as he'd gotten old enough, he'd started to avoid them with a lop sided grin and feet that were quick as the wind.He was quite quick, in fact. Whether it was dodging responsibility or fencing with his tutor, at least one session that he could always be located for, Ontrose's movements were always fast and sure. The slash of swords vibrated through his blood, the whistle of arrows moving towards their targets or the solid certainty he felt when his fist made contact with an opponent, all things that sped his heartbeat and brightened his amber hued eyes. It was a handy skill, to be fast enough to duck but keep his aim true. It got him through a number of fights in school, boys will be boys, though certainly with his fair share of black eyes. One should always manage to take some damage when fighting over a girl though, otherwise you get deprived of their own gentle, small hands tending to your wounds.
Boarding school had come to an end, however, and Ontrose had been out on his own and fancy free for a year before his mother's letter came. His birth father had died. The father that Ontrose had never been curious about and had never cared to question her about was gone. The mysterious face that had funded his schooling and sent tutor after tutor towards him throughout his young life would send nothing more. Ontrose had never cared why, but it had always pleased his mother to know her son could have those things, things that came with noble blood. It was only on Baron Aesier's death that his side project learned the truth of his own existence, learned vaguely of the feud that his father's family had been in for generations and heard of a city named Vantorta. Now what? Well, there was only one thing to do from here.
He'd had it all so far, his mother's family and good friends. He'd had the world handed over on a silver platter from a distant father. Now, it was time to know what else there was to him. To understand. He placed his former name aside, taking the last name of his father and moving towards Vantorta and the Aesiers. They certainly weren't expecting him and likely didn't even know of his existence, but he'd always been good at making his way around the small details. This whirlwind of a young man was out to find his place in the scheme of things.
Out of Character
Name: Tasha
Screen Name: perilin on wing
Email: [email protected]
PB: Milo Ventimiglia
Journal Link: Winged Feet
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