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Tenacious, Protective, Bold
Brennyn is a soldier, a hardworking and loyal servant of the throne, a valiant fighter for the Royal Guard. He's the personal guard of Prince Fionn.
Orphaned and taken in by an older couple, Brennyn's adopted parents have done their best to raise him as a courteous and honest young man. They worked very hard to give him a good life.. even as his wings began to sprout and they were forced to hide them away from the public eye. Wings: the mark of royal blood. They know not where he came from, but it's clear to all that he's a foreigner. The community thinks his parents took pity on the infant and took him in, but they love him, they do.
He's home-schooled by his parents (his mother an herbalist and homemaker, his father a retired Royal Guard, both of whom now work together in the marketplace) until age seven when he's sent to the scholar's school. He's bright for his age, polite and kind, but the bullying starts soon after. Children of wealthy, native families can be awfully cruel, especially when your ears are a tad crooked and there's a large, ruddy bump in the center of your forehead. This is the time he learns to lose his patience. He's quick to fight and scrap with the other kids who push him to tears, causing many schoolyard tiffs that are severe enough to call parents into meetings. Brennyn is removed from the scholar's path, he grows his hair out to cover his painfully growing horn, and he joins his parents in helping around the market stall from ages eight to eleven.
At age ten he manages to insult the kingdom's Prince. (Assault, really, but that's not what Fionn told his guards.) But it's not like he didn't deserve it!! He's a bully, that one. Always has been. Even after Brennyn, joins Royal Guard training and sheds his plebeian status for something a tad more respectable... He works hard, he gets stronger, and still that Prince Prick makes fun of his horn whenever he passes by!! It's broken through the skin now; there's plenty of room for it to grow!!!!
He's working on his patience.
His fellow guards are working on... keeping him in his place.
His shoulders ache. His growing, bound wings feel crumpled and weak.
But he grows stronger; he keeps his chin up and his eyes down.
And by the time he's personally selected as Fionn's personal guard by the Prince himself, around age sixteen, he's quiet and subservient. Focused, strong, a young man of duty and valour.
...And it was going so damn well until Fionn makes it his mission to push every little button of Brennyn's that he can possibly find. For a while, they're no closer than they were back size years ago when Brennyn had kicked dirt all over Fionn's pure white legs. But they do learn to get along, eventually... sort of.....
It's a process.
By their early twenties, they are actually electing to spend free time together. Now, isn't that something?
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- Likes to make up silly songs on the fly
- Likes to annoy Fionn
- Calls Fionn by a casual 'Finn' when they're alone
- He secretly thinks Fionn is pretty, and is insanely jealous of his antlers
- Fionn is basically his only friend
- Definitely a Hufflepuff
- Doesn't believe he's handsome, and is genuinely shocked when people show romantic or sexual interest in him
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5'11"
175lbs mainly muscle
His body type may be described as "cusp of beef"
Uses a light back sword when escorting Fionn around the capital
Uses a Mage-fortified, two-handed broadsword for everything else (preferred)
