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Name: Bryn [?]
Age: 19
Social Class: Townsfolk
Birthday: May 26 (Gemini)
Blood Type: O
Family: Unknown
Preferred Element: Fire

Bryn likes to think that her mother was a mage, and her father was a noble who could trace his lineage back to the royal line. She likes to think she had an older sister, and a brother, too. She likes to think that when she was born, cousins and aunts and uncles and her sister and her brother gathered outside the door and waited anxiously. She likes to think she has a beautiful name they gave her that day.

Bryn likes to think that there was a scandal, a disaster... something. She likes to think that her family fell apart, lost everything, and somehow, she was separated from them. She likes to think that they looked for her for a long time, but it was a lost cause.

Bryn likes to think that's what brought her to the streets, where she lived her life as long as she can remember. She likes to think that was what made her a thief, a liar, a sneak, a nobody. She likes to think that's what gave her no home but alleyways, no family but those she abandoned soon after allying with, no name but the one she gave herself and no future until now.

Bryn likes to think that past she created for herself was why, even though even she didn't know her birthday and she had given up all hope it would ever happen, the testors came to her on May 26th, and somehow, she was given a ticket to making herself something.

Bryn likes to think that the parents she created are still looking for her, and this is the only way for them to find her.

But the truth is, Bryn just doesn't know.

In the year that has passed since her graduation from Everthorne Academy, Bryn has scarely changed at all. She alternates between trying to be worthy of her new position, taking on responsibilities and making commitments, and being terrified of having anyone rely on her, trying to find others to adopt her projects so she can run the hell away from them. While most -- even Jet and Vienne, her "friends" from Everthorne -- only see her sharp exteriour, the softer side is slowly coming out Asher. But for every layer she peels back for him, she pulls away for longer and longer periods afterwards, treating him, as she does everyone else, just another inconvenience in a progressively more inconvenient life.

Her feelings of inadequacy are at full mast, as both intimacy and self-worth issues prevent her from moving forward in any part of her new life.

Sharp is the best word to describe Bryn. She has walls miles thick, all lined with stakes, knives, and barbed wire. She pretends to be bored by everything, even the things she's interested in, and surpresses every emotion that isn't cynicism, skepticism, or irritation. While a pessimist -- a bad pessimist -- Bryn tries to let both the good and the bad roll off her back with a snippy comment and a roll of her eyes.

Bryn has an opinion on everything, and always wants to be heard, though never wants to be seen to care, which leads her to casually intrude on every conversation she can, offering her unwanted comments from the sidelines.

Despite her meager upbringing, years of stealing into churches and listening in on lessons have given Bryn a fair knowledge of reading and writing. Since that's something few others of her kind had the guts to do, she's come to see it as an advantage she has over everyone else.

Bryn does have her dreams about where she came from, but she rarely thinks too hard about them, lest the illogic she knows they're riddled with finally registers on her. Until her testing, she never really believed that they could be true, and only now she's beginning to have a bit of hope she actually might be something more than the get of a whore and a blacksmith.

Low self esteem doesn't even begin to describe her views of herself, but she acts better than everyone, regardless. It's a defence mechanism that's always worked for her on the street.

She's a hard girl to get close to, and a harder girl to like.

Though she's never known herself as anything but a dirty, mangy street girl, Bryn cleans up surprisingly well. Running from guards and climbing walls her whole life has given her a toned, athletic frame, and she has all the curves of a beautiful young lady. Her hair is strawberry blond and her eyes blue. While she's loath to admit it, she loves the fine clothes she's now expected to wear, thanks to her sudden jump in station.