Name: Daimon
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (but not really admitting that..)
Craft: Healer
Rank: Wing rider
Location: Western
Physical Description: Daimon's hair is short and jet black, a stark contrast from his sister's white-blonde, and from his own lighter skin and ice blue eye. He is not particularly tall, standing only a few inches above his sister, but he has wide shoulders and well defined muscles which are a clear warning to potential antagonists. He wears his sister's scowl in his eyes, this one meaner and slightly mocking. And also favors simpler clothes.
Personality: Protective although not entirely overbearing, Daimon hates bullies, which is a little odd, because he can be something of a bully himself. He frequently laughs when someone does something stupid or painful and doesn't hesitate in telling people 'the truth' (in other words, he insults them and then thinly defends it by saying 'well, its true' ) . Bullying, then, is a matter of definition. To him, two people competing on equal footing is fine, and crying home about it because you lost is just pathetic. But anything one sided, anytime one person uses their position or power against another, he considers it utterly unacceptable, and he's not afraid to stick his neck out for someone by saying so. Though hardly a model citizen, he has strong sense of fairness and morality. He'd never make fun of a person for something they can't help, berate them for something that wasn't their fault, or use some advantage they didn't have to best them in a fight. But if you deserved it, you should quit whining and accept what you got.
Fortunately, this healer's apprentice has a strange sense of honor when it comes to his craft. No matter who you are, friend or foe, everyone gets the same care. He'll take you back to the infirmary and stitch you up, even if he was the one who put you there in first place. Speaking of.. Daimon rarely starts a fight, but he relishes the opportunity. If there's someone he really doesn't like, he'll goad them until they throw the first punch, then 'defend himself' by knocking them unconscious. The only exception is when it comes to his siblings, either in reality or by proxy. So if you like to pick on blind kids, quiet kids, or girls, you may want to watch out. One wrong word and he could be on you faster than a hungry flitt on a freshly baked meatroll.
He may seem like the sterotypical mean big brother at first, teasing and tormenting his younger siblings, but it doesn't matter. Whenever they need him, Daimon is there in a heartbeat, and they both know it. In fact, Daimon tends to fret more than necessary when something bad happens, acting almost mother-hennish. His protectiveness can extend beyond his family, to anyone who reminds him of them, or anyone who gets particularly close to them, that he might consider family. This includes all of Rowan's friends, and all his sister's female friends. However, males are more likely to be met with his suspicion and supreme defensiveness than acceptance.
When he's in his element, Daimon has an ease of confidence that is almost infectious. And bedside manner aside, he has a real talent for healing. He has the self-assurance of a journeyman at least, and (for once) his confidence is not misplaced. He knows his stuff, and he knows he knows it, so he won't let anyone second guess him, whether they outrank him or not. He can act alone, he can keep his head in a crisis, and he knows when to shut up and follow someone else's directions too. It all comes down to the fact that healing is an art he understands, which means he knows who to respect and who's full of it. If some crackpot came in, called himself a Masterhealer, and ordered Daimon to do something he knows is harmful to his patient, he would refuse.
When caught alone, or with a group of girls, Daimon can be quite charming. Polite, kind, empathetic, even.. But with most others, particularly those of his age, he seems to overcompensate; hoping that his mocking, nettling, brawling ways can belie the kind of sensitivity he hates to show. He feels like he needs to always be the tough one, and tends to avoid emotion like a plague, hating all public displays or it, and seemingly uncomfortable with it even in private. He has mellowed out a little since impressed Kleimeeth. His 'better half' managed to take the worst of his edges off, by exposing to other what a total
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