Liam Mulligen -- Survivalist, Swordsman, Hedge Knight

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Liam Mulligen

Always seems to get a second chance

Swordsman, Survivalist

Termina

Hylian

Triforce: Power

Male

24

Ladies' man

THEME

PERSONALITY

Liam is A quiet, well thought out and cautious individual, his life has demanded as such since near his birth. Growing up at the foot of a mountain, he was the son of a rather typical family, his father a retired guardsman turned woodsman, his mother a jewelcrafter, it was mutually beneficial for them both to be where lumber and minerals could be attained. As such, much of Liam's childhood was under laborious conditions, taking some of the softness out of him in his youth, sometime to the point where he may come off as callous at his harshest and aloof at his softest. Though he bears a kind heart, he has little patience for weakness, and tends to help those who show themselves worthy of it.
Liam believes in accountability, as such he holds himself and those around him to high standards, a very judgmental person, though he rarely voices his judgments, his actions making his perceptions of a person quite clear.

One would think such a combination of traits would make him less approachable, however Liam is a decent conversationalist and excellent listener, provided there is purpose and meaning to a conversation, he rarely is someone to offer idle chatter, seeing no point in wasting the time or effort for something that won't bring results. Liam is neither an introvert nor an extrovert, comfortable working with others and quite content to work by himself, as he has done it for much of his life.

Liam craves knowledge--be it from a book, a sword technique one might teach him, a witty joke or a harrowing story, he seeks to consume as much knowledge as he can, and is quick to regurgitate what he learns should it prove beneficial. This often leads to awkward introductions though he is quick to state his intentions. Liam is both brutally honest and a good liar--ninety nine percent of the time telling the truth so that when he doesn't a falsehood may slip from his lips as casually as the truth does.

Ultimately, Liam if befriended is a loyal, fierce, cautious and shrewd ally to have, always forward thinking, trying to plan his next move carefully and with the utmost precision, though his aloof and lack-a-lackadaisical demeanor often betray the idea that a thought might be going on in his head, his blue eyes often seeming glossed over as if he were day-dreaming.

Likes [attr="class","scroll"] Liam absolutely loves food, no matter where his travels take him, he is quick to cook and quick to eat. A meal tells a lot about a person and their intentions. Training, often in his spare time Liam tries to keep fit and active. Stories. All knowledge is useful, even if it isn't true. He loves to swap tales of battles fought, legends heard and things unknown. Jewelry. Due to his mother's profession he's gained a fondness for gems, silver and gold, to him jewelry is an art form. Stargazing. Many termians believe answers can be found in the stars, while Liam doesn't put much stock in gods, he still finds himself captured by their majesty. Competition. Though he wouldn't likely admit it if asked, when tested Liam is quick to get competitive and often thrives in competitive environments. Swimming. Liam absolutely loves the sea, having visited it several times as a lad, he is convinced he'll retire on a beach one day. History. There's so much of it, and always parts you don't know, every time there's some bit of knowledge to learn about the past that might prove useful, his ears will pique immediately. Cats. He likes cats, you don't see them very often around these parts.

DISLIKES [attr="class","scroll"] Thieves. Nothing sets his blood to boil like preying on the unsuspecting. Hot weather. Liam grew up in colder climates, and while he isn't adverse to travel, he tends to avoid hotter regions. Disregard, specifically for gear such as swords, armor and tools. If it has a purpose and function, respect it.

MOTIVATIONS [attr="class","scroll"] Strength. Liam wants to be stronger, in body, mind, and spirit. To be remembered; Liam has left his childhood home because despite its beauty, he is unknown and has made no marks there, nor would he ever. He must make the world remember him. To kill every dondigo he comes across. They were a nuisance at his homestead, they're a nuisance now. They are also a remarkable foe.

FEARS [attr="class","scroll"] Obscurity. Liam fears that should he die no one would be at his funeral. No one would tell stories of him, and that simply won't do. Worms. There's no true rationale here and he knows it, they just make his stomach turn and break him into a cold sweat. Poison. He fears the idea that he might die dishonorably or be fooled into a trap, all part of that cautious nature.

HISTORY

Liam was a rambunctious child growing up, wanting to be like his older brother for a time. His family lived in clock town then, his older brother a member of the bomber gang there, Liam would trail after the gang, often getting heckled by the older boys, though his presence was generally accepted, if not sometimes resented. A thoroughly active child and a curious mind, to say it took the village to raise him would be an understatement. Of course his days in clocktown were numbers, and eventually his father and mother after seeing the events of one fateful carnival evening, took their leave from clocktown, never to return.

Fleeing towards the mountains from the moonfall, they settled at the foot of them, and thus Liam and his family were stuck in something of a limbo it would seem. He and his brother would be tasked to him his father with logging, fishing, hunting, and general upkeep of their homestead, their mother providing intermittent teaching of reading, writing and arithmetic when she could. Liam grew quite accustomed to the mountain smithy and some of the gorons that would come down, often during the winter to purchase wood to heat their homes and the forge. Many an hour was whittled away when passing through, Liam watching the smithy and his giant assistant forge weapons and armor for travelers that commissioned them. Many times he said he would have a sword forged for himself, and many times he was laughed off.

Of course, as the weather warmed on the mountain, threats got more numerous, creatures that lived in warmer climates slowly creeping up the mountain, sometimes a little too close for comfort. It wasn't until he was nineteen, a man at this point that Liam and his family were forced into action, a pair of hungry dondagos encroaching on their small plot would consume what livestock they had, and in a fight with his brother and father, Liam went to confront the firebreathing creatures. While they were able to drive them off, one of the pair of lizards would set their home on fire. A fire which spread of much of the mountain, not only destroying their home, but also their livelihood as loggers. When the fire had burnt out and the ashes has settled, Liam returned to the ashes of his home while his family returned to clocktown. Sifting through the plot he managed to scrounge up a few bits of precious metals and semi-precious gems that he returned to the forge on the moutain side, fulfilling his promise to have a weapon crafted for him.

He waited three days, normally a patient lad though in that time he was unable to contain himself. When he was handed a broadsword by the mountain smithies, he nearly wept. Armed, he set out for armor. This was not as simple a task as he would think, though through odd jobs, bargaining, saving his rupees, and scavenging materials, Liam ended up with a functional if not a bit piecemeal set of armor. Not willing to return to clocktown and not willing to rebuild for fear of losing his home again, Liam has set out, seeking what fortune the world has to offer.

APPEARANCE

On the taller side, his body could be described as an isosceles triangle balancing on its tip. Despite being thin and lean, he still bears strong soldiers and a trained physique. Toned and defined, but not buff. His hair is blonde, kept typically at about two to three inches in length, though at times he will let it grow, it reaching down to his shoulders before he were to cut it with a dagger. He often can be seen with a few days stubble on his face, though he refuses to grow a beard. His head is kite shaped with a strong chin and angular cheekbones. His eyes are a stony blue, holding traces of the sky as well as some gray clouds in them.

His attire typically is one of two things; the first being a set of loose fitting black pants, paired with a tank top and bright yellow sash and leather belt. Should the weather be colder he will slip on a his gambeson and a long slate gray cloak with a fur mantle stitched into it. This is all his casual wear. Should he be suited for travel or a fight, he is liable to be wearing a chain mail haubergon over his gambeson, leather gauntlets, a kidney belt and leather sabatons. He is almost always wearing a pair of well traveled but maintained chocolate brown leather  coin boots with thick soles.

MAGIC

Iron skin: Liam doesn't even know he's capable of it, but somehow his upbringing paired with his will has made him heartier than normal. Occasionally he will take a strike in combat that even he'll admit should have hurt him but somehow did not. The slightest touch of the stone and magic gems his mother would craft with when he was a child has left an effect on him. Once per battle Liam seems capable of shrugging off a minor attack. Should he figure out how to hone this skill he would be a formidable foe indeed.

WEAPONS

Reach: The broadsword is aptly named, while the sword itself isn't particularly long, measuring in at about four feet, in Liam's long arms he can reach most foes within nearly eight or nine feet in combat. The blade itself is heavy and still fresh, thick steel that suggest is still has man years of trusted use, the handle wrapped in stained blue-green leather and copper wire.

EXTRAS

Liam keeps a briar tobacco pipe and a bag of pipeweed on him, a habit he shared with his father from time to time. When he smoking, that scent of maple and enriched tobacco fills the air.

PLAYER ALIAS: Cam or Liam
FACE CLAIM: Sting Eucliffe from Fairy Tale
REFERENCE: Google search.
ALTS: N/A.

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[DEBISIS]

ALMOST THERE!

PLEASE READ THE INFO THOROUGHLY

JUST A COUPLE ADJUSTMENTS!

Hello! I'll be moderating your application. Everything looks pretty solid for the most part! There are just a couple things I'll need for you to fix up before we can get your app approved.

• AGE - he doesn't have one currently. If you look at those boxes up at the top of your profile, it should list his age, and you may have forgotten to add it. Nothing huge, but definitely important to add in.
  
  
• MAJORA'S MASK EVENTS - This is more so going back off of age. Since I don't know how old your character is, I just want to reiterate that the events of Majora's Mask took place in Termina 20 years prior (since time moves differently in Termina than in Hyrule). Since you are adding information about your character's experiences during these events, be sure to remember to give an appropriate age.
  
  
• MAGIC - this magic is solid for the most part. But in its weakest form (which all magic starts at) could you please add in that for now, it only works for minor attacks? We could also benefit off of a bit more description on when/how many times this works in a thread. Limiting it will give a more realistic approach.
  
  
• FACE CLAIM - I see a picture you posted for the application, but the FC area says you don't have one? If you haven't thought of one yet, disregard this. But when you do finally figure one out, let us know so we can change the picture on your application.

Once this is all squared away, let me know and I'll go ahead and give another look!

-Debisis

[DEBISIS]

Accepted! You're good to go! have fun~