Kent, Bran Son of Aries (finished)

[bran]

Kent, Bran
DEMIGOD

3rd Year at Camp
Age: 16 years of age
Son of Aries
Alliance: Resistance

Appearance:

Eye(s): Hazel, but will turn black in a fight
Hair: Curly black hair
Height: 5'3"
Build Type: Lean and scrawny for a son of Aries.

Brief Description:

Lean and Lanky, Bran is more then likely to be accused of being a son of Hermes then a son of Aries. His most distinct features are his eyes and his smirk. Bran has both his ears pierced twice and the lower holes both have gages in them. He has a tattoo of a dragon that crosses from his left hip, across his chest, around his heart and then down his left arm. On his right arm is a boar's head with a sword through its mouth.

He keeps his hair in a shaggy haircut but it is always well trimmed. Bran has a scraggly goatee that is also rather well groomed despite his haggard appearance. Most of his clothes hang on his body in a rather baggy fashion, he isn't as well built as most of his brothers are. Bran carries himself with a rather regal air about him as if he considers most others to be below him. Others see his appearance as someone to not be trusted but those he holds close to him know his stern facade and lack of emotions keep deep secrets. Currently his face is clean shaven though he likes to keep a goatee most of the time.


Background:

Mortal Parent(s): Lady Elizabeth of Kent, 56, mother
Other Family: Prince David of Wales, 59, step-father
Pets: Anduin, a black Pegasus stallion bred for war
Brief History:

Lady Elizabeth of Kent was a descendant of Edward, the Black Prince of Wales, this was what caught Aries eye. Because she was a vivacious woman and had a rather fiesty spark to her, Aries managed to woo her as they fought a match in fencing. Born to a rather wealthy and successful family, Bran was born as Brandon Edward of Wales. Heir to his father as an only child, he was given the best of everything. Being a Royal heir to the British monarchy, he was denied nothing. His father is the current Prince of Wales and spares no expense for his son.

Bran was bred for war in every sense. At a young age he was tutored by the best teachers and military experts in everything ranging from history to swordplay. At the age of four he could out fence his tutors and then began to study in other weapons other then the saber. By the age of seven he could use almost any weapon he could get his hands on. However when he was at school, he was always in trouble. Bran was unable to sit still through most of his lessons. However many teachers turned a blind eye to his aggressions and his constant fighting with the other children in his classes.

As Bran grew up, he had the most unrivaled knowledge of military tactics, weapons, and fighting styles. He was getting more and more aggressive when he would get into fights with his classmates. Bran's parents allowed him to participate in sports like rugby, fencing and polo. But because of his fighting in school, he wasn't allowed to do much with his friends.

At the age of thirteen, Bran was arrested for aggravated assault against a security guard. However instead of his parents bailing him out of jail, it was a satyr by the name of Alex. They made the trip across the ocean to Camp Half-Blood where he was then claimed by his true father Aries. He trained in all things that the normal demi-gods were trained in. But by far his favorite thing was fighting in weapons.

When he turned Sixteen, Aries gave his son a favored weapon. A great sword and a large broad axe were given to him. To others, it would seem impossible for him to wield weapons that most normal people took two hands to wield. However these weapons were specifically made for him and his hands.


Personality:

Likes:

• history
  
• war
  
• fighting
  
• his pegasus
  
• his father
  

Dislikes:

• Hermes kids
  
• Shields
  
• Bows
  
• vegetarians
  
• disrespect
  

Skills:

• Titan's Grip- he can use two handed weapons in a single hand
  
• Bloodlust- Bran's strength greatly increases after he's been really hurt
  
• Ambidextrous- he can use any hand to fight with
  
• Weapon Finesse- he can use any weapon but the ones he specializes in, he is nearly unbeatable
  
• Tatics- he's great at finding an enemy's weakness and exploiting it.
  

Weaknesses:

• talking
  
• stubborn
  
• aggressive
  
• patience
  
• using ranged weapons
  

Passions:

• Fighting
  
• Tatics
  

Fears:

• loosing
  
• falling in love
  

Hobbies:

• Fighting
  
• hanging out
  

Fighting Specialty: Dual wielding 2 handed weapons, his great axe and his great sword. They are the weight of normal one handed weapons in his hands but if anyone else picks them up they are too heavy to lift with one hand.

Describe the extent of your powers/abilities:

Is pretty good at fighting with any weapon but prefers to stick to the ones he really knows. When he gets really into a fight, his bloodlust helps him out in a pinch but its hard to control when it will happen. In battle he has this aura that causes recklessness in people, but once again he can't control when it happens.

Fatal Flaw: Blind loyalty in people

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Role Playing Sample: Taken from a Dungeons and Dragons RP site

"Are you kidding me? What do you mean it's a once per day thing?" Tora exclaimed as she punched at the wall of the shack where they had decided to make camp in. The Minotaur monk was normally shy with the words, however this time she was mad. It was hard to make this particular monk mad, however Yani, the cleric had made a point to push her over the edge. "It's your fault we got into this mess to begin with!" She growled in rough common as she picked up the plated human and thumped his head on the ceiling.

Tora looked around, daring anyone in the party to challenge her decision. "We move tonight. The dragon already knows we're here. Mee, you're up front since you're supposed to be the expert tracker." She snarled. expert tracker, yeah right, she thought savagely. The damn over grown Lizard had gotten them so lost in the swamp it was nearly impossible for them to figure out which way was north. And to top it off, the little halfling rogue that actually knew where they were going was drooling in a cart stuck in a bog back in the house where the ghost had decided to attack them. "Useless bastard" Tora muttered in giant under her breath.

Her horns scraped the threshold of the door as she pushed it open with a single hand. That stupid little shack had brought enough trouble on them as it was, so there was no point in keeping that ghost ridden building standing. "Someone throw a holy symbol in it and be done with it." She said shoving the Kitsune aside and making her way towards the Lizard man.

[Aria Nicole Echoe]

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