And this is my attempt of a character sketch that did not just magically pop into my mind. I actually had to think about it while I was writing
Anywho, I mentioned I'd be doing character sketches for Brian & Gavin, so here is the one for Brian. I hope you enjoy it!
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I am a warrior of the town of Realta and my name is Brian. It means strong man, my parents picked it out for the meaning since I was chosen to be a soldier from birth. My father was a commander in the army when I was born and my grandfather fought in the wars until his death 5 years before my birth and so I am to carry on the tradition, whether or not I want to.
Since I was 10 years old I began learning of the ways of war, until than I had been taught small bits of grammar, history, and geography. Most young men do not continue with their studies when they begin training for battle, but I did. Especially geography, I find interest in studying the lands far beyond, though we are forbidden to cross past the mountains. My father does not approve in my fascination of the "weak man's arts" as he calls them, he thinks they are...well...for weak men. My mother's opinion is not spoken, but I know she secretly is proud of her "smart little boy". She isn't aloud to call me that in front of my father, though, because it will result in a lecture of how I am a "warrior" and not a "little boy".
The problem I have is, I have disappointed my father. I went into battle for the first time when I was 15, I was gone for a week fighting for what is ours. To be entirely honesty, I did not take joy in it, despite the opinions of everyone that I was good at it. Though, the battle isn't what pried me to make the decision to tell my father I did not want to be a soldier. When I came home my younger sister had fallen ill and, at the age of 7, passed away, not 1 hour before I came back. I suppose I could get into the science of my choice, that I blame myself or whatever it is my mother tries to convince me out of, but I don't wish to. I only tell you this because I would like to state that I have not gone into battle since.
I am 16 now and I am yet to march off into another battle. I still carry my sword with me and go on the occasional hunting trip to assist in catching a hare, but not battle. My father is disappointed in me and has not treated me the same since I turned down the family tradition, it doesn't really matter to me though since I knew the instant I picked up a geography scroll that I would not live to my father's expectations.
As for my mother, she seems to be satisfied with me doing "whatever my heart desires". Indeed I do just that, I enjoy going to the elders and speaking with them about legends foretold about the uncharted lands. But do not be fooled, despite my lack in official battle training, I can still hold myself in battle if necessary, Gavin made a mistake of underestimating my skills once, but that it a whole other story.
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Just a little description of what he looks like: he has dirty blond hair and hazel eyes.
Well, I hope you enjoyed reading. Thanks!
Bethany Faith
"Hello, Emuna."
