Liam ’Yen’ Miller

Name: Liam ‘Yen’ Miller

Species: Luxray (Gleam Eyes Pokémon)

Shiny: No

Height: 5’01”ft

Weight: 124.8lbs

Eyes: n/a

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 20 years old

Birthday: March 26th, 2004

Connections: Lillie Miller (adopted daughter)

Role: Explorer

Occupation: Explorer

Nature: Quiet (SpAtk+,Spd-)

Ability: Rivalry

Moveset:

- Ice Fang

- Thunder Fang

- Psychic Fangs

- Night Slash

Held Item(s):

- Scope Lens

Physical Description:

   A slightly larger Luxray with cuts and scars scattered around his face and chest. He has some hair tufts which stick out in front of his face.

Clothe Description:

   Liam normally wears an outfit which is more suitable for colder climates. He wears a dark, barn red colored full-sleeved shirt underneath a jacket in dark, Nashville blue with jet black. Also wearing a snow white scarf, sewn by himself, which is coiled lovingly around his neck, with a pair of raven black pants snugly fitting his legs. Liam’s entire outfit was sewn by himself.

Personality Summary:

   A 'wild' Pokémon from birth who acclimated to civilization early on. Despite his possibly imposing stature, he carries a gentle and pure heart. His appearance may deceive some; but he's really not intimidating as you might think, nor as old as some have presumed. He has a very kindhearted nature. And can sometimes behave unintentionally like a father figure to others without meaning to. Liam is not very prone to anger. However, there are rare instances though when his niceness may dissipate and be replaced with such. It’s not exactly a pretty sight. Possessing steady composure, he can hold a vigilant stance when necessary. Although, despite his fairly composed exterior, he is susceptible to bouts of doubt or anxiety. Which can lead to moments of stress and a lapse in his vigilance.

Likes:

- Sewing

- Sitrus smoothies

- Forests and nature

- The spring/winter seasons

- Stargazing

Dislikes:

- Combat

- Daring adventures

- Loneliness

- Freezing temperatures

- Confrontation/confronting others

- Swimming

- Seasonal allergies

Battle Style:

- n/a

Strength(s):

- Agility(?)

- Vigilance

Weakness(es):

- Strategicness

- Running stamina

Backstory:

   Far away, in the deepest parts of the Far Amp Plains on the Grass Continent, a feral tribe of Luxrays once thrived, their values rooted in might above all. The seasoned members, often called the higher-ups, imparted their skills, molding their kin into formidable hunters from a tender age. These methods were undeniably effective, but they came at a brutal cost.

The young cubs and tribe members were often pitted against each other, forced to demonstrate their prowess, establishing dominance and culling any deemed weaker. Mortality rates were tragically high, and those who somehow survived faced the ruthless wilds, often succumbing to rival tribes like the Manectrics.

Amongst the newborn cubs, Liam stood as the exception, a quiet and timid soul in a sea of aggression. The tribe initially believed he'd toughen with time, but it became evident that this wasn't his path. Despite their efforts, Liam remained unyielding. As days turned to nights, he found himself seeking solace in hidden corners, grappling with conflicting emotions about his place in this unforgiving world.

Ultimately, the tribe deemed Liam a lost cause, setting him against one of their recent match victors as a final test. This was merely a facade, a ploy for a swift conclusion. "Why invest further in wasted potential?" they muttered, keeping their intentions veiled.

When the day arrived, dread consumed Liam. His heart raced, breath quickened, and muscles tensed, panic seizing him. He pleaded in vain, but he was dragged into the fray. His opponent, a far greater threat, lunged with intent. Panic seized Liam once more, propelling him into a desperate flight.

The chase felt interminable, but to everyone's astonishment, Liam turned the tide, vanishing into the dark depths of the dungeons. Just as the foe prepared to pursue, a higher-up intervened. "Let him be," they commanded. "His fate awaits him out there."

Thus, Liam was cast aside, presumed lost to the unforgiving plains. Unbeknownst to the tribe however, Liam's story was far from over.

The specifics of his survival remain a mystery, a miraculous feat against all odds. He fled for miles, fearing pursuit, narrowly avoiding peril. As Liam navigated the treacherous terrain, his mind echoed with a surge of conflicting emotions, which threatened to overwhelm him.

Several days had gone by since Liam’s disappearance. Not too far outside of a local town, Liam was discovered lying unconscious on the ground by a group of explorers. Severely wounded and battered, they rushed him to a nearby clinic for proper treatment. When he awoke, panic and confusion consumed him. The explorers did their best to soothe his fears and answer his questions, despite the language barrier.

The town that became Liam's sanctuary was Treasure Town, a bustling hub on the Grass Continent. Close to the clinic stood the renowned Wigglytuff Guild, the very guild where the rescuing explorers belonged. With no place of his own, the guild members pondered his plight and decided to consult the guildmaster. After a discussion, the guildmaster made a personal visit to Liam.

Fluent in feral tongue, the guildmaster engaged Liam. As trust slowly built, Liam confided in them, recounting the harrowing tale of his past and his reluctance to face it again. Sympathetic and understanding, the guildmaster comforted him, before they proposed a special training regimen that would equip Liam with essential skills for self-sufficiency in exchange for food and shelter at the guild.

Initially skeptical and hesitant, Liam feared a repeat of his previous tribulations. However, persuaded by the guild members and the guildmaster, he reluctantly accepted the offer. After recovering at the clinic, he was brought to the Wigglytuff Guild.

Liam grappled with the changes, finding himself adrift in a sea of unfamiliarity. Communication seemed an elusive specter, leaving him withdrawn and overwhelmed amidst the guild's bustling activity. Seeking solace in hidden corners, he became a hesitant figure in this vibrant new world.

Yet, with time and the patient guidance of both guild members and the wise guildmaster, Liam slowly begun coming out from his shell. He often reflected on his past, grappling with the conflicting emotions that surged within him. Eventually, he found himself becoming more comfortable around other people as time went on. And soon it had gotten to a point where he didn’t want to be left alone at all.

As weeks turned to months, Liam's feral instincts began to recede, making way for a more adaptive nature. He absorbed the customs and language of his newfound companions, displaying a surprising aptitude for English. His swift progression left both guild members and even the guildmaster astonished. The change was a testament to the power of a nurturing environment. Through acceptance and kindness, Liam's potential unfurled.

When Liam's regimen concluded, the transformation he made for himself was undeniable. He stood as a stark contrast to the feral Pokémon that had first entered the guild. The guildmaster was genuinely impressed by his adaptability. And Liam felt filled with gratitude for the chance he had been given thanks to the guild’s valiant efforts. He felt like he could start fresh, not having to worry anymore, believing that his path now held only hope and promise for him.

Of course, this was merely just the simple prelude to Liam's bumpy journey though. His story reaches far beyond these early events of his life. Facing even greater trials, growing and changing over time, with every experience thrown his way shaping him into the person he is today. But I won’t say anymore than that now. For that would spoil too much.

Extra Information:

- Despite being so young, you’d be surprised to learn that he’s actually a father. Having adopted a Ralts named Lillie.

- Liam is a professional sewer! Starting out as a hobby and honing his skills as he’s gotten older, he hopes to someday open his own little sewing business. All his wardrobe was sewn by his own two paws.

- More facts!

Artists featured (in no particular order):

- s4ndwitch3s

- burgerlover241

- snoofins

- queenofspooks

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