Post by Owen du Blaine on Aug 12, 2008 15:02:38 GMT -5
Name: Owen du Blaine
Age: 27
Race: d'Angeline
Gender: Male
Appearance & Personality: Sandy haired and with a quick grin, Owen is mature in his beauty and overall demeanor. It's said his laugh is infectious, for with the wholly amused noise comes a grin as natural as the sun rising; he's a happy soul, though long years of personal hardships and growth have taught him when there must be limits. It's not uncommon for him to become serious at the drop of a hat, flashes of haunting to cross his eyes and be gone again. He's tight lipped about his past, preferring to concentrate instead on the future.
Whatever it was that he'd seen and done, it physically built him into what he is today. Blessed with height, Owen stands 6'2", and his long limbs, shoulders and back are tight and taunt with muscles long since honed. He's not bulky, but slimmer and limber, with a pair of trim hips to hold him together. Eyes hazel, they hold a myriad of blues, greens and browns, seeming to shift as quickly as his moods do.
History: The only son of Comte du Blaine and his wife of Siovale, Owen grew up playing with the servants children, playing games with wooden bats and leather balls, tag, swimming in the creek and putting his best young moves on the prettiest of the girls. He was carefree and happy, growing from a child of luxury to a teen much the same in spirit and glee.
Almost to make up for lack of siblings, the Comte and his wife traveled with their son, taking him for short stays at other families estates that had children as well. In this way Owen grew to know a good deal of people around the provinces surrounding Namarre, where his home laid, though it was no little secret that he enjoyed the visits to his cousins Juliette & Mathieu L'Envers de Montegue.
When Owen was 17, he left to study in Aragonia, then after a year went to Tiberium in the Caerdicci Unitas. Something had happened in Aragonia, something which Owen wouldn't speak of even to his parents, and to this day he avoids talking of any time he spent there, at all.
With his fathers recent passage, Owen has taken over the title of Comte and has moved to the City of Elua for at least the next year, settling himself into court life and badgering away his beloved mothers attempts to get him to wed. He is still a happy man, if not quite as much as he was as a kid, and looks forward to whatever might happen during his stay in Terre d'Ange's capital.