[Tyler Viehman]

[style= text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]TYLER ROLAND VIEHMAN

This application is currently complete. My name is Tylerviehman and I'm 19 years old. I was awesome and read the rules, so I know that the secret phrase is REMOVED BY ADMIN.

THE BASICS

NAME:Tyler Viehman
AGE:22
GENDER:male
BIRTHDAY:November 24
RACE:human
OCCUPATION: thief
CLASS:lower
POWER:Shifting into a wolf

PLAYBY:David Cook

THE RELATIONS

MOTHER:Meredith
FATHERUnknown
BROTHERS:--
SISTERS:--
CHILDREN:--
EXTENDED FAMILY:--
PETS: A stallion and a falcon

THE APPEARANCE

Tyler is of medium height for a male, with reddish brown hair and bright vibrant green eyes. He has some sort of defined muscles from living his life on the road, but other than that Tyler looks like the typical thief. He is a hardened character with a stealthy and intelligent look in his eyes.

THE PERSONALITY

Tyler has not much of a personality, he tries not to show much of his feelings due to his past life and current occupation. He is harsh when talking to people and rude to those he doesn't know. It's only in his nature. He's not prince charming, that's for sure. If Tyler even gives you a chance to catch a glimpse of his personality, it might seem clean cut and rude at first. Because let's face it, he's an asshole. Though there is some good in him, something in his body that just won't let the jerk behavior rule over. He's very strong-willed and won't back down from a challenge, unless his hands are full with stolen merchandise, then he'll pick a fight after he's hidden what he's stolen.

THE HISTORY

BIRTH REALM:Faeryn
BIRTH KINGDOM:Faylinn

Tyler was an only child of a whore. She was a sex slave used by the Kingdom's own Knights and shining armor. How chivalrous? From the time he could walk, the little boy traveled. His memories were blurry, but for the first few years it was just his mother and himself, always moving, always traveling. The boy was taught survival skills early, skills that etched into his brain and never left. It wasn't until he was about in his first decade of life did his mother stop waking him up so early to move. They found a home, a very small village made up of mostly tents, with many poor people around, people who stole to stay alive. He was introduced into the world of gypsies.

Tyler lived in the village for years, and still from time to time will visit the gypsy camp, or at least what's left of what it used to be. He was taught everything he knew from that camp, and he owed his life to the people in that village, knowing he would have been killed a lot sooner without knowing how to live such a harsh life. He envied the rich, hating them for how they were, lazy and snippy. They only had to snap there fingers and they were brought what Tyler would risk life and limb to steal. Something they most likely didn't need, and something that Tyler needed just to get through another day.

He was sixteen when his mother was hung, caught for several charges. She had a brand on her, the sex slave had run away after finding out she was pregnant, she was property and leaving was forbidden. She stolen items on her and punched a few men, leaving them with bruises. Tyler witnessed it all, though made sure he was hidden. A unwanted slave child would be hung right next to his mother. So he left, and left at a good time. The village was attacked and burned down not too long after Tyler left, and most of the villagers thought he was a fool for leaving by himself. Tyler has grown into a cunning, ruthless thief, having no morals or manners now. He'd slit a throat for food and wouldn't regret anything later....

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