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Trevor was having a more realistic dream. This one in fact wasn't a dream at all, but instead a memory.

It was August 13th. Kelsey's birthday. A particularly windy day.

They were walking towards the docks because Trevor had promised Kelsey his specialty "Sardine Bisque" earlier that day. 

"Hey, sorry for being mean to ya lately. I'm sure you'll find someone who likes you eventually!" Kelsey said with a smile on her face. Trevor smiled. It was rare for Kelsey to apologize. "Hey, I thought this was your birthday!" Trevor responded with a big dumb grin on his face.

They sat down at the edge of the dock. Kelsey was mumbling something when Trevor attempted to cast his line.

. . .

He messed up for the first time in a while.

This was the worst time Trevor would ever mess up.

. . .

 

. . .

 

. . .

 

Trevor was woken up by Wheke calling his name. He was too drowsy to remember the events that took earlier that day, so he actually responded. "Oh *Yawn* Hello Wheke!" Trevor exclaimed from under his coat.

 

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Alrighty, character concept V1! Here is to hoping formatting doesn't explode. Open to tweaks and suggestions.

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Name: Aiden Fynsom
Nickname: Heats Flamesman Syndir Flare

The Volcanic Witch Doctor/Shaman
"A snackrifice a day, keeps the volcano at bay!"

Race: Human

History: The pages here are scorched beyond recognition...
    
Personality:
    Acts Insensitive
    Acts confident
    Acts selfish
    
    Compulsive liar
    Scaredy Cat
    Skeptical
    Sensitive
    Impulsive
    Sarcastic
    Paranoid
    Dramatic
    Guarded
    Spacey
    Blunt
    
Appearance:
    Around ~16/17
    One half of his face is scorched and decorated with a long slender scar (hidden behind his mask)
    Very pale (despite volcanic exposure)
    Unnatural (spiky) crimson hair
    Wears a devilish grin
    Pale eyes
    
    
Accessories:
    Has metal claws on each hand crafted from gold, the one on his left replaces his hand entirely
    Cloaked in a floor-draping red tunic with long hand concealing sleeves
    Wears a gold chain which once contained a gemstone
    Wears a shaman mask that is fastened from obsidian, thulecite, red feathers, and water beefalo horns
    Wears a necklace with several oddly discolored totems of living log, each with a different expression
    Wears a necklace decorated with coffee beans
    Carries a pouch full of coffee beans
    Carries around an urn at their waist
    Armed with a staff crafted from cactus spikes
    Armed with a blowgun
    

Strengths:
    Immune to poison through extensive (self inflicted) exposure, isn't unfazed, and is even somewhat traumatized
    Acquainted with the nightmare fuel and the supernatural (but still a scaredy cat)
    Adept herbalist & witch doctor/shaman
    Usually on a coffee high
  

Weaknesses: 
    Likes to believe he has sway over the volcano
    Doesn't actually have sway over the volcano
    Uncontrollable fear of dragoons
    Has an addiction to coffee
    Easily sent into panic
    Sensitive to the cold
    Extremely low sanity
    Has a slight limp
    Can't take a hit (frail)
    Can't hit hard
    Can't swim
    Gullible
    Is blind (see below)

Etc:
    His mask grants him vision by "unknown means"
    Claims the feathers on his mask came from a phoenix
    Uses an overabundance of hand motions when speaking
    Speaks quick and with an occasional stutter
    Only ever refers to himself as Syndir Flare
    Speaks to his mask when alone

 

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"Wh-what? Matesh- OH!" Trevor exclaimed, turning as red as a radish. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... W-well you see here, when I blew you that k-kiss w-when I l-left to fish, y-you err.. blew a kiss t-to Famen and uh.. I-I'm sorry, okay? I-I'm just sensitive a-and I understand if you d-don't like me.. I-I'll leave ya alone.."

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Wheke did not understand. ".... Okay um... Question... What's a kiss?" All knowledge of mating had come from the Yarrctopus, and it said nothing of this 'kiss'. Males left the means to reproduce with the females, the females cared for eggs. But that didn't sound like whatever this 'mateship' was about. "I honestly had no idea what that gesture before ment, not a clue." 

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"I... well... but..." Well, Mark really wanted to be helpful. And they were just going to find water. Not enter or touch it or drown on it or anything like that, so there was no need to worry... right?

He sighed, "Yeah, you're right... alright, let's go find some... water..."

He started walking, so that she didn't need to drag him all the way to the water source. That'd be rude of him, if he let her do that.

As they walked, he quickly looked upwards to check for any signals of rain. Just... just to be sure.

"It seems as if these islands... are all barren; it's all rocks. The bigger mainland over there looks... like it would be less of a fruitless task to look." Viridis says, jumping onto one of the Mangrove trees to hop on the next island. She holds out her hand-tail to Mark to help him jump on the tree as well.

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