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| User: | whatbrotherhood (14934389) Brotherhood?
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| Name: | Altaïr Ibn La-Ahad | |||||
| Birthdate: | 1987-08-19 | |||||
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| Bio: | Name: Altaïr Ibn La-Ahad Age: 26 Fandom: Assassin's Creed Weapons: Hidden blade / Musket (in place of his throwing knives / crossbow, depending on what video you're watching) Position: Pirate / Sharpshooter Background: Altair was born on a sunny afternoon in his mother's quarters--there was no midwife present, only a shipful of men eagerly awaiting the news of his birth. His mother was the ship's wench, and despite her title was treated quite well by the crew. She was a capable enough woman in wit, though she wasn't the best in a physical fight, and the men knew better than to ruffle her feathers--she was favored by the captain, after all. However, just because she was didn't mean that they had to treat her son in such a way, and he grew up surrounded with hidden animosity and false congeniality. Since it would look bad if he were to rat out the offenders to his mother, Altair chose instead to turn the other cheek to the teasing and harsh treatment and focused instead on learning what he could by watching the others. One of the crew took notice of his eagerness to learn and took him under his wing, in his own, tough-love (and we mean 'tough') sort of way. Being a sharp shooter, handling guns was the only thing the man could teach Altair, but he ate the knowledge up as quickly as it was given to him. He turned out to be quite a brilliant child, and Altair was more than aware of that fact. He grew arrogant, short-tempered, and cocky as his ability with a firearm increased, becoming more openly antagonistic with the other members of the crew and further isolating himself from them. Eventually, he became sick of the 'obvious' distance of skill and intelligence between himself and his crewmates, and so he snuck off-board once they had docked in ScurvyTown and hid within the research facility. Having learned a bit of stealth from the man who had decided to teach him on the ship (and also picking up what he could when he wanted to avoid the others), he managed to sneak in to the facility's library and eagerly began to skim the pages of the books within. It wasn't long before he was caught by Morio Osanai, who was impressed by his thirst for knowledge (and was, by no means, moved by the young man's clever strokes to his ego at all) and allowed Altair to continue. In his scouring of the library books, Altair found a design for a weapon called a 'hidden blade', and had it crafted by a weapons master immediately--he never did take a liking to knives and swords. They were too obvious in a crowded setting. In a careless accident, Altair managed to cut his face while learning how to handle it, leaving a nasty scar across his top and bottom lips. His left ring finger is also missing; he cut it off to further his ability to kill undetected. With his finger gone, he could unsheathe the blade in his sleeve while still curling his remaining fingers in a fist. Beneath the glove on his left hands, old burns are also spread across his knuckles beneath the gloves that he wears, an after-effect of cauterizing the self-inflicted wound. Altair managed to get himself put onto another pirate ship quickly, but due to his arrogance and inability to work with others, he quickly isolated himself from that crew, as well. Since then, he's hopped from ship to ship, never quite finding a place for himself--Osanai was the only constant, acting as a surrogate father (but not quite) to Altair. The two began to form a strange, symbiotic relationship as the years passed. Osanai allowed Altair access to their library filled with old texts from before the floors, and also kept his tiffs with his previous crewmembers quiet from the general public; Altair gave Osanai his respect, and made a point to let the other know that he was the only one who 'deserved' it. RP journal for ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} dead_men_dont. | |||||
| Interests: | 10: arabic, arrogance, flying eagles, hidden weapons, killing people, looking stoic, morio osanai, muskets, neglecting the creed, pieces of eden suck | |||||
| Schools: | None listed | |||||
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| Friend of: | 13: dead_men_caps, dead_men_npcs, fairytale_twin, haseoskeith, honorable_bliss, komiya_nobuo, libri_vir, proper_artist, seaboundace, slightly_spikey, sweet_endrance, uninvited_fairy, whatbrotherhood | |||||
| Member of: | 3: dead_men_dont, dead_men_mb, dead_men_ooc | |||||
| Account type: | Basic Account | |||||
