Full Name and Title: Commoner Ansim Grey
Age: 16
Birthday: 17 October
Occupation: Common Farmer and Errand boy for his Foster family
Religion: Adora
Hair: Medium length, very light (almost appears white) blonde hair is usually unkempt and raggedy falling no more then 2 inches past his nose.
Eyes: Heterochromic, left eye is a bright shade of green while the right eye is a crystallized blue color. Both eyes are slightly smaller then the proportions of his head, making his eyes look far away and almost dull if not for the colors.
Nose: Medium sized, not miss-shapen or crooked. In retrospect its a absolutely normal nose.
Lips: Set with a pair of thin lips, his always smiling face is usually offset by his dry chapped lips. The field work which he does for his father keeps him always moving and usually doesn\'t get much to drink.
Skin Color: White, though darkly tanned due to his time outside on the farm, it gives him a almost exotic beauty if not for his position in the world.
Height: 5\'8
Weight: 144
Physical Attractiveness: Ansim\'s physical attractiveness would only be looked upon by a person of similar standings. To Nobles or members of a Royal Family, he still looks like a dirty teenager, but to other commoners he would be one of the ones that girls swoon over.
Clothing: Usually clothed in nothing more then a pair of torn up pants and a ripped dirty shirt, he rarely dresses up as he doesn\'t have much to dress up in.
Mother :He was orphaned at a young age and never knew his birth mother. Since then he has been raised by Debra Grey. An older lady of the common people, she works around the small cottage they live in to keep it nice and neat. On her time off she knits linens of difference kinds for people in town to pull in some extra money. Always helpful and cheerful, her old age is finally catching up to her.
Father :He never knew his birth father. Since then he has been raised by a large, burly man who always enjoys a good laugh, Gregor Grey. His brain is dwarfed by the size of the man, as he\'s not the smartest tool in the shed but he\'s a dedicated worker none the less. Growing old like his wife, they both enjoy the company that Ansim has brought them and will work hard to get him out of this life.
Siblings: He currently has no siblings that he knows of.
Childhood: Orphaned at a young age, Ansim grew up in the temple as a tool. He would be forced to clean and work till the time was right or until the job was finished. He grew up around good people though which gave him a really cheery attitude towards things. Always smiling the discipline they taught him carried over to his current life. A work\'a\'holic of some sorts, he generally chooses to work when he could finish up and relax.
Education: none beyond the basic education taught by time/others.
Natural Talents: A natural sharp shooter, Ansim uses his quick reflexes in conjunction with a makeshift bow to bring in some extra food for his family. Though he is un-educated he does learn stuff much faster then a normal person would, giving him a slight edge over most obstacles.
Hobbies: With his good aim, he chooses to hunt in his spare time, trying as hard as possible to bring in decent meat with the makeshift bow he\'s created, He has a small side job going where he would sell the skins to the local tanner to buy better equipment. Other then hunting he likes to fish or practice \'sword fighting\' behind his house. The wooden stick he\'s tried to carve out generally break after little use but its enough to teach him a thing or 2. He hopes to practice up and eventually join the City Guard and move up in the world.
Personality: Generally quiet, he usually keeps to himself unless someone needs some help. He tends to keep his personal life to himself, never telling anyone of the good or bad of his father\'s farm. When someone asks him a question he will respond the best he can, though he isn\'t the smartest person in the world.
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