Basic Information Full name: Laurent Alexandre d’Andalon Age: 22 Gender: Male Race: Ailor (Burdigala) Sexuality: Heterosexual Preferred weapon: Arming sword Skill Information Total points: 27 (22 + 5) 10 Fast Blade Combat Skill 4 Athletics Training 4 Society Knowledge (Ailor Culture) 2 Anima Care Sciences 2 Culinary Arts 15 (5 + 10 Hobby Points) Literary Arts Body shape: 12 (10 x 1 + 4 x 0.5 ) Athletic Body Shape Low Body Fat Languages: Common (childhood) Burdicalic (taught by parents, native language) Special traits: None Visual Information Eye colour: Brown Hair colour: Dark brown Hair style: Messy, tousled, swept from his face Skin colour: Barely tanned Clothing: Simple and inexpensive, but comfortable Height: 5’11” Personality and Abilities The Core List Character alignment: Chaotic good. Laurent tries to behave well and be a good citizen, but he has a severe lack of organisational skills; and he hates what he believes to be long, boring, and unnecessary bureaucratic process. Personality type: The Adventurer -- “a sense of spontaneity makes Adventurers seem unpredictable, even to their close friends and loved ones. Despite all this, Adventurers are definitely introverts, surprising their friends [...] when they step out of the spotlight to be by themselves”. Religion: Unionism (4 out of 10) Spoiler: Weaknesses Weaknesses: Disorganisation -- Laurent finds it very difficult to keep to any sort of regularity with his schedule, and he's very often late to work or meetings with his friends. The only thing that ever tempers this and allows him to overcome it is passion for someone or something. Anxiousness -- Although he appears very outgoing and has no problem talking to strangers, whenever he's left only to his own thoughts Laurent finds himself extremely worrisome about decisions he's made, and for his future. He's terrified of becoming old and being without friends or family, which is why he takes every opportunity to surround himself with people. Naivety -- Laurent is overly trusting. Whilst he isn't stupid, he's very straightforward and will often take people for their word; if someone has done a minor wrong to him but apologises in what seems to be a sincere way, Laurent will be fast to forgive. Often this means he's taken advantage of by those who he thinks are his friends. Spoiler: Relations To be completed after some time on the server. Life Story Laurent was born in 285 AC at the family home in Proumoure-sur-Alliene, in the Duchy of Gallant-upon-Bridge. His parents were Elizabeth, an assistant cook, and Alexandre d’Andalon, a labourer in one of the local dairies. Laurent’s family was very large with many uncles and aunts and cousins, although he had only one sibling: a sister, Charlotte. Life was very ordinary for Laurent right up until he left Gallant-upon-Bridge. Whilst his family didn’t have any real amount of savings, he had a fairly easy childhood; at least relative to a lot of other cultures. Laurent would (alongside the other younger members of the family) help with cooking meals under guidance from his grandparents, and when he was a little older he would try to find simple work here and there; but largely, his youth was spent lazily. Even though little d’Andalon was completely at fault for his own inactivity, he found that unlike the rest of his family he was discontented with sitting around the same old house night and day. Early in his childhood he started to write about romanticised ideas of the rest of the world. When Laurent d’Andalon was around thirteen or fourteen years old there came the first time he seriously considered that he wanted to leave his hometown to see more of the world; and from then on whenever he and the other children would play fight he took the games far more seriously. He knew his parents would never let him leave if he didn’t know the first thing about travelling alone, so even through his terrible organisation and laziness he took it upon himself to try to pick up things that might help him convince them he was sensible enough to go. A few years after this, he decided to tell his parents of his plans. Like he’d presumed, they were unhappy. They knew nothing of his seriousness and considered it an impulse in the spur of the moment. Laurent made what he thought at the time was the very intelligent decision of signing up to take part in one of the events at the soonest possible knightly games; he figured that if he came home with a victory in even one round against one of the young men who’d been training all year around, his parents would surely believe he could handle any brigands he might encounter on the central road. The three months to the games came around in the blink of an eye. And rather expectedly, young d’Andalon came home terribly bruised and beaten and without a single inkling of a victory. Thankfully his family were well-humoured enough not to punish him, and much to Laurent’s pleasure they took the attempt to mean he was at least very sincere with his desire to adventure elsewhere; and so they told him he could leave once he was an adult, under the condition that he would carry on preparing right up until the day he left. On his twenty-first birthday Laurent Alexandre d’Andalon left home. He’d intended to make his way towards Vixhall for no reason other than it being nearby and at least vaguely similar in the culture of its people. Given that he’d never really been any good at reading maps, nor did he particularly care where he ended up, Laurent found himself in another small village entirely; and then he found himself in another one; and then another one, and he worked simple jobs and carried on writing about his travels all the way. It now marks almost exactly a year since he started his little adventure, and Laurent believes it’s finally time to head towards the City of Regalia and see what awaits him there.
