Personality Sheet
» PRIMARY MOTIVATOR: Understanding
To seek knowledge or wisdom (spiritual, scientific, magical, etc.)
» Emotional Disposition: Melancholy
» Moodiness: Even-tempered
» CORE TRAITS
» Outlook: Realistic
idealistic, hopeful, (foreboding, resigned)
» Integrity: Conscientious
honest, responsible, pragmatic
» Impulsiveness: Controlled
deliberate, focused, steady, thoughtful
» Boldness: Cautious
timid, vigilant
» Affinity: Warm
empathic
» Comportment: Agreeable
modest, tolerant, forgiving, adaptable
» Interactivity: Reserved
shy, loner, taciturn
» Disclosure: Secretive
closed, evasive
.: likes :.
avians
soft-soil footing
ambient background conversations
good-natured persons
soft melody
hard bread
reading
.: dislikes :.
crowds
combat
graveyards
excessively sharp teeth or claws
malicious creatures/trinkets
.: mannerisms :.
social:
poor eye contact
hand wringing
general:
left hand will rub/massage collar bone area when stressed or anxious
will often times, preferably amicably, escape conversation or areas if it becomes too crowded or overwhelming
He is lost. He is confused. He is alone. He is unsure of himself. He does not know what is coming next. He is the embodiment of both worriedness and apprehension. While many can reconcile their inner conflicts of self-worth and recognition, he cannot, With this exceedingly long lifetime of his, he has grown in innumerable ways and learned of many ideas and activities yet as if a curse in itself, he lacks a core component of tenacity -- his past has since blanketed him with misery and uncertainty.
As a man who has, for the most part of his life, dealt only with vicious creatures of night, he was no master of the nuances of candid conversations or the upholding of a courtly attitude. He spoke mildly and not often; that isn't to say he doesn't enjoy conversing with others, it's more a matter of having little to share. He is wary, but also hopeful. Most of whatever little joy in his life he's wrung out from the company of others. A shame too as much of his sadness has also come from it.
An amnesiac, he is unaware of his true purpose or calling -- he was but simply a wanderer who would rather tour and discover new things than clamor over power or influence. In many senses of the word, he was quite ordinary regardless of lineage. Forming relationships with others has always been a bitter-sweet relationship; on one hand he would find companionship and joy in life yet on the other grief-stricken as he'd find himself once more out-living his best of friends and loved ones. Immortality was a fickle thing; kings yearn for it while immortals grow to detest it.
Despite his reluctance or apprehensiveness to forming new bonds and relationships, he was unsuspectingly kind and generous when it came to interacting with others. Many a times he was rather withdrawn; the realization that any bonds he'd form being severed by time never failed to frighten him. For those who he has become close with, they'd forever have a guardian at their side to converse with, confide in, or otherwise enjoy the company of. Trust ran deep for those who've won his affection and respect -- around such, he would never fail to be cheerful, sharing a genuine smile that would very much be as rare as the oldest currency known to time.
