Johan

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.:Name:. Johan.
.:Nick Name:. Jo.
.:Affiliation:. Trikru.
.:Age:. 17.

| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |

.:Physical Appearance: With dirty brown hair and a pale and sickly complexion, Johan has always been at the mercy of his ill appearance. He is quite short, thin, but no longer weak. Having built his strength scaling spindly trees his slight appearance makes him lithe, fast and hard to pin down.

.:Height: 5'8"
.:Portrayed by: Thomas Brodie-Sangster.

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.:Personality:

Johan is a quiet, solemn looking boy, but he has fire within. While the desire to be a warrior runs like a fury in his blood, he is not of the typical breed. While once upon a time he was an impulsive, thoughtless boy, his injury has forced him to reevaluate how he functions. His damaged hearing leaves him at a disadvantage at best, especially in a world fit to kill the weak. Spending the majority of his time high in the trees of the forest, he has proven to be wily and astute, expressive in his features just as he once was with his tongue. He is also very curious, and this has been known to get him into trouble. In fact, if he hadn't been so desperate to learn, he might still have both ears.

.:Special Skills:
Hunting & Gathering: While he would much prefer the thrill and danger of a warrior's way, he has been relegated to such an occupation due to his disability. While this is a rather simple occupation, it does make him very aware of the plant-life and its perils, not the mention the local wildlife. He may not be able to hear very well, but he has found other ways to render himself useful.
Archery: Under his sisters teaching very proficient with a bow and arrow. This helps him while hunting. He has never used it on another human being.
English Language: Johan's sister taught him the strange and beautiful language as he grew. While he is now almost completely deaf, his speech is somewhat unhindered due to the age he lost it, but he prefers not to speak if it can be helped as he is no longer very confident with his tongue. He lives a very solitary life.

| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |

.:Birthplace:. Earth.
.:Family:. Amyra (warrior). Mother (deceased). Father (warrior).
.:Occupation:. Hunter & Gatherer
.:History:.

Johan had always wished to be a warrior. Since before he could walk he was sat by his sister Amyra, watching those worthy train long and hard, preparing to protect and serve their Clan with an iron fist. But, Johan’s mother had suffered a tumultuous pregnancy, one she hadn’t survived. Johan was not blessed like his older sister, with her flawless health and faultless reflexes. He was born sick. While he struggled to survive in the early years of life, his luck would not continue well into his childhood years. She was a firecracker, he was but an ember physically. But Johan’s fire ran from within, a passion of molten lava that fueled him so ferociously that he would never take no for answer. And a no was exactly what he received. They told a young Johan that he was too weak, a liability. That because his body was frail and malnourished in appearance that they could not risk having him on the field, that perhaps if he blossomed with age, they might reconsider, but until then it was a firm no. He was stuck living through his sister, learning all he could. Even if it was only the English they spoke.

However, at seven years old, Johan followed a warrior into battle from the trees, only to suffer a great wound when his feet touched the ground. The warrior stumbled on an old, live land-mine and when Johan dropped to the ground in an attempt to help, he was caught up in a second blast. While he was not close enough to be destroyed like the warrior, the blast did damage his hearing. He was left deaf in one ear from the trauma, and with a piece of shrapnel lodged into the right of his permanently damaged eardrums, scarred for life. Being a warrior was suddenly no longer even a pipe dream as they said they could no accept a man who would never be able to decipher the rumblings of oncoming battle, a cry of war. All hope suddenly seemed lost.

’You’re lucky we didn’t leave you by the river for the beast to devour you. If we hadn’t lost your mother...’ He would read from their lips. In their eyes, Johan was a failure, a waste of a good, child-bearing clanswoman. The only person Johan felt valued his meagre existence was his sister, Amyra. By his side without fault, she taught him how to fight as soon as she could learn. But, Johan was a tree dweller. Handy with a bow and arrow, he could shoot a man’s hat off from fifty feet. While his hearing was impaired his sight was sharp and his instincts almost infallible. He adapted to his almost entirely silent world, using vibrations and sights to become a warrior of his own making. And yet, no Unit would accept him. Johan was assigned to collect fruit from high up in the trees, given any job that would keep him out of the working warriors ways. But, Johan was not to be discouraged, he observed techniques from high up, learning what he could before testing it with his sister.

However, as Johan and his sister Amyra matured, Amyra grew weary of their games. While the girl was clearly fiercely protective of her brother, she saw their teachings as games of war, not true battle. When Amyra was assigned to her unit, under an acclaimed leader named Erik. She no longer had time to ‘play’ around with her brother. And so, Johan was often left alone in the trees, his sister off doing what he felt he was born to do.

| ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ |

.:Name or Online Alias:. Chanel.
.:How Did You Find Us:. Adox.

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