Cian...................Gabriel...................Mallory
They Call Me: Cian Mallory
But to my Enemies I Am: Cyan
I Have Seen Many Things in My Life: Fifteen
I Was Born A: Male
My Past Is Hidden In Shadows: In one of the most out-of-the-way, run down communities imaginable, was where Cian was born. He was the third of three children, the second son, and frightened his parents from the moment he opened his eyes. The mark that he had been bestowed with was seen by them for its second meaning instead of its first. That he could see things which others could not did not aid in a positive argument. They were lead into the belief that their son was cursed to become a monster, and they raised him with that expectation and assumption imprinted within his mind.
His father was quite tempted to keep him hidden from the world
forever. With some hesitation on his mother's part, she decided to coax his father into giving Cian at least a bit of leeway. He was permitted to leave the house and was able to mingle with other children of his age, under the condition that he always wear a patch over his eye to hide that so-called "curse mark". Over the years, both of his siblings left home to see the world that lie beyond such an out of touch wasteland. It had become Cian's intention to run away from the wretched prison of a town he's been trapped within all these years. Only recently did the opportunity arrise to go through with running, and he embraced it the moment that it came his way, getting as far from that place he was forced to call home as possible.
I Am Who I Am: Cian is the type of person who tends to give a horrid first impression. While nearly anyone who might stick around him long enough to hold a conversation couldn't deny that he's brilliant, it would be a compliment delivered begrudgingly, with the additional comments that he's an arrogant brat. It's his own fault that nobody around him can ever stand to be around him long enough to understand his complicated nature. A deep-rooted distrust of people causes him to shoo them away through any means necessary to protect himself. His dissonance from others, both forced and natural, have made him a very lonely, lost person.
He constantly requires some type of goal, a way that he can prove his existance is advantageous to the rest of the world, to keep himself in check and moving forward. Cian continues to hold pride within himself. This mindset depleted him of any sense for fun he might have once posessed. In his view, life is a mission, not a game.
Some Strange Person Gave Me This: A saphire ring, kept on my thumb.
For Some Reason I Was Always Drawn To: A customized weapon. It's along the lines of a modified, collapsible halberd.
My True Name: Kiryuu Ichiru
My Theme: Unspecified
They Call Me: Cian Mallory
But to my Enemies I Am: Cyan
I Have Seen Many Things in My Life: Fifteen
I Was Born A: Male
My Past Is Hidden In Shadows: In one of the most out-of-the-way, run down communities imaginable, was where Cian was born. He was the third of three children, the second son, and frightened his parents from the moment he opened his eyes. The mark that he had been bestowed with was seen by them for its second meaning instead of its first. That he could see things which others could not did not aid in a positive argument. They were lead into the belief that their son was cursed to become a monster, and they raised him with that expectation and assumption imprinted within his mind.
His father was quite tempted to keep him hidden from the world
forever. With some hesitation on his mother's part, she decided to coax his father into giving Cian at least a bit of leeway. He was permitted to leave the house and was able to mingle with other children of his age, under the condition that he always wear a patch over his eye to hide that so-called "curse mark". Over the years, both of his siblings left home to see the world that lie beyond such an out of touch wasteland. It had become Cian's intention to run away from the wretched prison of a town he's been trapped within all these years. Only recently did the opportunity arrise to go through with running, and he embraced it the moment that it came his way, getting as far from that place he was forced to call home as possible.
I Am Who I Am: Cian is the type of person who tends to give a horrid first impression. While nearly anyone who might stick around him long enough to hold a conversation couldn't deny that he's brilliant, it would be a compliment delivered begrudgingly, with the additional comments that he's an arrogant brat. It's his own fault that nobody around him can ever stand to be around him long enough to understand his complicated nature. A deep-rooted distrust of people causes him to shoo them away through any means necessary to protect himself. His dissonance from others, both forced and natural, have made him a very lonely, lost person.
He constantly requires some type of goal, a way that he can prove his existance is advantageous to the rest of the world, to keep himself in check and moving forward. Cian continues to hold pride within himself. This mindset depleted him of any sense for fun he might have once posessed. In his view, life is a mission, not a game.
Some Strange Person Gave Me This: A saphire ring, kept on my thumb.
For Some Reason I Was Always Drawn To: A customized weapon. It's along the lines of a modified, collapsible halberd.
My True Name: Kiryuu Ichiru
My Theme: Unspecified
