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​Abednego

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Abednego grew up in the midwestern US with his mother, his stepfather, and his two half-brothers, Meshach and Shadrach.  His stepfather was – and is, up to the point of our story – an intolerant, abusive asshole who was determined to get his way at the cost of all else.  His mother (Amika) was a hard woman in her twenties, but age – and possibly continued exposure to the asshole who is her husband – has softened her rough edges.

Abednego spent much of his childhood in the shadow of his older brothers, but did his best to have his own personality and life when he wasn’t around them.  He preferred sports because they liked parties, liked things that were lower-equipment and high-travel, and ended up on the swim team for two years in high school, despite not really being all that fond of water. He had a small group of close friends that he was close with but never invited home – the older he got, the less time he spent at home – but he’s known he’ll be going away to school since the year Shad and Meesh went.

The years his brothers were at Addergoole were heaven to Abe.  Even if he did end up with far more paternal attention than he wanted, it was still better than being the butt of all his brothers’ jokes and pranks.

Abe’s never been particularly into reading, or all that into TV, preferring to hunt or watch the outdoors.  He was probably naturally a bit of an extrovert, but his brothers have instilled a deep distrust of other people in him, but he does enjoy parties – especially ones with beer – and he had a few girlfriends before coming to Addergoole.

Abednego’s impression of rules is very much don’t get caughtand his view on other people is mostly stay out of their way.

Arnbjörg

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Arnbjörg just doesn’t really get along with people.

She tries, she actually does, but she keeps finding people who disappoint her.

She lives – lived, now – with her mother, her father having been a non-issue in her life (since her father is Aelfgar, something she doesn’t know, this is not all that surprising).

She grew up in suburban East-Coast in a well-to-do neighborhood, her mother a professional, her neighbors all also professionals.  Her mother fabricated a divorce before the move – Arnbjörg was about 8 months old when they moved in – to account for her husbandless state, worked around day care schedules and worked out child-care with other working moms, and did her best to be involved in between the job, going back to college, and everything else.  

Arvilla, Arnbjörg’s mother, never dated or brought a man home except for co-workers, so Arnbjörg’s experience with men growing up was her neighbors, her grandfather, and her uncles, as well as schoolteachers.  She did all right in school, paid attention when she had to, and had a habit of arguing anything she thought was an opinion rather than a fact – which got her in trouble in History classes more than a few times and actually had one English teacher leave the room crying.

Arnbjörg isn’t a joiner and isn’t big into team sports; she isn’t big into TV, although she has a few shows she really enjoys and has a couple series of books she likes reading.  She’s always had a few people she can get along with – mostly in other schools – the sort of people she can hang out and watch a movie with or go get in trouble with.

She’d have probably ended up quite the delinquent in a couple years, between her temper and her habit of arguing with authority.  Instead, she’s going to be an elf.

Cynara

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Cya’s been raised by her father her entire life which, considering her biological mother is Amika (see Abednego’s write-up), is probably a good thing.

…more or less.

Her father Enion has always billed himself as a securities expert and, indeed, he has quite a reputation for being able to break into anything – and often, when he does so, he’s doing so at the behest of the person who owns said thing.

Not always.

They’ve had to leave more than a few towns in a hurry.  They’ve also had to leave towns simply because the legal half of his job only lasts so long in any given location.

Enion Dayton taught her daughter quite a few things in the years she lived with him: Always know where your back door is; always know what laws you might be breaking; never open the door if you don’t know who’s on the other side and don’t open it at all if you think the police are after you.  Always be ready to leave in a moment’s notice and always be ready to shed anything you don’t love if you have to move fast.

The lifestyle didn’t make it easy for Cya to make friends, but she’s never stopped trying.  She likes people, and, even though she has a trained distrust of outsiders, strangers, and authority figures, she enjoys gatherings of people and social events.

Most hobbies she’s put her hands to are non-portable, but she’s still persisted in picking up new crafts.  She settled on woodworking primarily because she could make durable, portable goods with it, and because she had an avuncular shop teacher at a school where she managed to stay almost half a year.  

She doesn’t know why her father decided not to let her go to Addergoole; she hadn’t even seen the letter before they took off on a road trip.  Such things have never been uncommon in her life; indeed, up to her time at Addergoole, <i>stability</i> has been the uncommon element.

Leofric

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Having been raised by his single, somewhat neglectful mother, Leofric is surprisingly capable of functioning on his own, in the way someone who has to do almost everything for themselves but has no shortage of money winds up being. He can’t cook, but he can do laundry; he has no sense of finances, but he can navigate the transit system metaphorically blindfolded; he doesn’t know how to buy groceries, but he can handle calling for delivery or repairs with ease.

His mother, Sandra Nelson, works as a secretary at a high-profile company in Albany, New York, which combined with the stipend from Addergoole covers the bills with plenty of funds left over to lavish on her son. When she thinks of it. Leofric has long since learned to handle her erratic attentions by navigating around her convenience, going about his own life without futile attempts to draw attention. And if that approach carries over into the rest of his life… well, he didn’t get in trouble at school; his grades were passable for English and History, excellent in math and science, and he’s surprisingly good at languages. But he didn’t have any friends – and definitely no dating, being a closeted gay teen who doesn’t want to cause problems.

And then he discovered Japanese media. Manga and anime were just beginning to bleed into mainstream media and, almost immediately, he latched on to them, their sense of adventure and exaggerated, well, everything. He started spending his not-inconsiderable allowance on all the books and DVDs he could get his hands on, figuring out how to pirate what he couldn’t. After discovering the long-haired androgynous swordsman, Kenshin – and identifying more than he might’ve if not for common accusations as a child of “looking like a girl” – he picked up kendo, as well.

Leofric isn’t expecting much out of Addergoole, maybe a bit of an adventure before he goes off to college, his current plan until he can run his own dojo. It was a nice plan.

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