Post by Owen on Jun 6, 2010 4:05:58 GMT -5
[Fallen Tinkerer]
Name: Owen Montgomery
Age: 23 years
Species: Human
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 212 lbs
Family:
Mother:
Father: Lowell
Siblings: N/A
Children: N/A
Lover:
Magical Abilities: None.
Birthplace: Caedere
Current Residence: Caedere
Occupation: Engineer//Mechanic
Accessories: Almost always found with his tool belt, which has a very wide, very odd assortment of tools, or at least, one assumes that they are in fact tools. Goggles, as any sight-respecting labourer should have. Heavy boots, for when something needs a good solid kick of persuasion. And his clothes are never without a few tears or grease-stains.
Also, a very fine silver chain is always found hanging about his neck with a plain, silver ring attached. He is never, ever seen without it, and unlike everything else he owns, it is always pristine, polished and grease-free.
Description:
Owen is a strapping young man. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the tendency to tower over most people he interacts with. Generally to be considered well-muscled due to a labor-intensive occupation of dealing with machines of various weight, shape and functionality. He is not a man without his share of scraped knuckles and scarred hands, either.
However, despite a rough, physical job, Owen tries to keep himself well-kept. His ash-black hair is often cropped very short, into a fine fuzz buried beneath a cap of some-sort (usually a knitted pull-over of some kind), his goggles almost always leaving a groove from being perched atop his head. A well-trimmed beard and mustache hide his tanned and grease-streaked skin... Well, some of it.
As for clothes, just about anything that fits and hasn't been torn to shreds is fair game. Quite literally. Though, he tries to keep at least one or two pairs clean for those special occasions... Should they ever arrive.
Relationships:
A Work In Progress.
History:
(Honestly, this will be added onto, as I come up with ideas... Will try to be swift.)
Basic: Owen was raised by both his mother and father through his younger years. However, around his 7th birthday, his parents separated. He went with his father, to later learn many of the important tricks and trades of an engineer, a wrench-worker. He picked up a few of his own odd-jobs here and there, eventually earning enough of a reputation to sustain a living for himself, though meager. Around the age of eighteen, Owen took it upon himself to find his mother again, and after some digging and bribing of shadier folks, found her in ill repair.
Young though he was when his parents separated, Owen was still taught to value family, and stuck around to help his other regain her feet. His efforts were successful, using his name to gather business to help improve the things in life in which she was lacking. He put his mother before all his own needs. Unfortunately, her health grew worse, and a few short years later, his mother passed away.
Having only been a few months since his mother's death, Owen has found himself struggling to perform the way he once had. Business dwindled, and he has fallen back down to the odd-job, making just enough to get by. But to the passer-by, he seems content enough.
Miscellaneous:
WIP
