Name: Don Don (First name only meaning Don Don is his first name)
Age: 13
Physical Description: Young yet a little grown for his age. most have a difficult time guessing his actual age over his attitude and current facial features. Some of that being from the six piercings that take over both his lower ears, three on each side. The tattoo that starts over his left check and stretches over to his right doesn't help. the fact it resembles a bar code of some sort adds to his darker look. his skin is that of a dark stale night with eyes that shine as silver as the moon's rays and his stare can pierce through a mountain. His natural build grants him a very muscular upper body. Toned arms with a broad collar following a buffed padding of a chest to a stomach that seems to lack on abs but not the strength behind a solid core to legs that seemed to be both fit and lacking in some sort of twist. He normally can be seen walking bare foot with broad feet and his animal like toes curled as if he was some sort of wolf attempting to be a man. His nails on his upper and lower half have all the nails painted black but two which are dark red on the left and dark blue on the right.
Mental Description: He is normally quiet and always in search of those equally or smarter then himself. He keeps most about him a secret and often lies to mislead any who isn't constantly in his life or those who don't do extensive research on him. His judgment on good and evil are not as black and white as others. He believes that those who are intelligent beyond his current level are able to truly define what is right in the moment. Life and death do not play a part of his conscious thinking and decision making including his own.
History: Not much is known about this child that was abandoned in the Cloud territory after a hurricanes storm. No parents, guardians or protectors of the child have come close to claiming the child. With neither a note nor a true way to trace him back to a clan he has no memories beyond what was given to him since his wanderings around the village. Most who have taken care of him since birth have given him up or passed him along after one of his violent out burst or his ability to coupe with the death of a closed loved one. It was said he has never shed a tear from the lonely cold gutters to the beatings and slavery he suffered from bandits and a clans brief owning of the child. The one thing he has always asked about and heard though finds hard to believe is that his tattoo and piercings were on him from birth but no rumors of any clan or tribe has come to his attention though he has never searched for such.
Age: 13
Physical Description: Young yet a little grown for his age. most have a difficult time guessing his actual age over his attitude and current facial features. Some of that being from the six piercings that take over both his lower ears, three on each side. The tattoo that starts over his left check and stretches over to his right doesn't help. the fact it resembles a bar code of some sort adds to his darker look. his skin is that of a dark stale night with eyes that shine as silver as the moon's rays and his stare can pierce through a mountain. His natural build grants him a very muscular upper body. Toned arms with a broad collar following a buffed padding of a chest to a stomach that seems to lack on abs but not the strength behind a solid core to legs that seemed to be both fit and lacking in some sort of twist. He normally can be seen walking bare foot with broad feet and his animal like toes curled as if he was some sort of wolf attempting to be a man. His nails on his upper and lower half have all the nails painted black but two which are dark red on the left and dark blue on the right.
Mental Description: He is normally quiet and always in search of those equally or smarter then himself. He keeps most about him a secret and often lies to mislead any who isn't constantly in his life or those who don't do extensive research on him. His judgment on good and evil are not as black and white as others. He believes that those who are intelligent beyond his current level are able to truly define what is right in the moment. Life and death do not play a part of his conscious thinking and decision making including his own.
History: Not much is known about this child that was abandoned in the Cloud territory after a hurricanes storm. No parents, guardians or protectors of the child have come close to claiming the child. With neither a note nor a true way to trace him back to a clan he has no memories beyond what was given to him since his wanderings around the village. Most who have taken care of him since birth have given him up or passed him along after one of his violent out burst or his ability to coupe with the death of a closed loved one. It was said he has never shed a tear from the lonely cold gutters to the beatings and slavery he suffered from bandits and a clans brief owning of the child. The one thing he has always asked about and heard though finds hard to believe is that his tattoo and piercings were on him from birth but no rumors of any clan or tribe has come to his attention though he has never searched for such.
