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Description

Name: Newton Filmore
Nickname: Newt
Age: 25
Gender: He/Him
Occupation: Student
Height: 5’5

Personality:

+ [ sweet | soft | energetic | helpful | hard working ]

- [ naive | clumsy | awkward | nervous | blind curiosity ]

History:

Newton was born in Vertwick, raised by his parents and his grandfather. As a child he would often find himself area he wasn't meant to be such as the shore or at the gates of the town's mental institution. He seemed to take an interest in such places and ventured into the often shadier areas of then town past childhood. That is, before his parents accident. He was ten and his parents had promised to make the trip to a town a few days drive north to pick him up something for his birthday, which was only a week away. Unfortunately he never did learn what special gift it was as the couple meet an untimely fate while driving on a rather stormy night. After that things began to fade for him. He seemed to have been drained of the energy and curiosity he'd once harbored and stayed in his room for long stretches of time.

The next year Newt's grandfather packed him up for boarding school, hopping the change of atmosphere might do him well. It seemed to at least keep him from lamenting on the accident since between the assignments and freshmen events he found himself exhausted. The longer he stayed away the more he opened up. He found an interest in math, although he wasn't very good at it, and even stayed for further studies on architecture past his initial academics. He found himself there, but he began to miss home. It wasn't too long before he received a letter from addressed to him in the mail. His grandfather had grown quite ill. He didn't know what to do, but he had to go back- the man had helped raise him after all. After discussing it all with a friend he packed his things and returned home.

Now Newt is back home but everything seems just a bit unfamiliar compared to his memories. A bit cooler, a little less homey. It was probably because of the time spent elsewhere that it seemed that way. That was probably just the looming funeral. It would all click back into place eventually, he just had to give it time.

Stats
   17 - Constitution (HP)
   3 - Resolution (MP)
   6 - Strength
   5 - Dexterity
   1 - Intelligence
   5 - Perception
   10 - Luck
   8 - Charisma

Inventory:

- ???

Extra:

  - often picks at sleeves

- usually wears turtlenecks or high collared shirts

- has a few moles on his body

- dislikes when his skin is bare

- rather not talk about the past

- has a hard time remembering people from his childhood

Description

Name: Newton Filmore
Nickname: Newt
Age: 25
Gender: He/Him
Occupation: Student
Height: 5’5

Personality:

+ [ sweet | soft | energetic | helpful | hard working ]

- [ naive | clumsy | awkward | nervous | blind curiosity ]

History:

Newton was born in Vertwick, raised by his parents and his grandfather. As a child he would often find himself area he wasn't meant to be such as the shore or at the gates of the town's mental institution. He seemed to take an interest in such places and ventured into the often shadier areas of then town past childhood. That is, before his parents accident. He was ten and his parents had promised to make the trip to a town a few days drive north to pick him up something for his birthday, which was only a week away. Unfortunately he never did learn what special gift it was as the couple meet an untimely fate while driving on a rather stormy night. After that things began to fade for him. He seemed to have been drained of the energy and curiosity he'd once harbored and stayed in his room for long stretches of time.

The next year Newt's grandfather packed him up for boarding school, hopping the change of atmosphere might do him well. It seemed to at least keep him from lamenting on the accident since between the assignments and freshmen events he found himself exhausted. The longer he stayed away the more he opened up. He found an interest in math, although he wasn't very good at it, and even stayed for further studies on architecture past his initial academics. He found himself there, but he began to miss home. It wasn't too long before he received a letter from addressed to him in the mail. His grandfather had grown quite ill. He didn't know what to do, but he had to go back- the man had helped raise him after all. After discussing it all with a friend he packed his things and returned home.

Now Newt is back home but everything seems just a bit unfamiliar compared to his memories. A bit cooler, a little less homey. It was probably because of the time spent elsewhere that it seemed that way. That was probably just the looming funeral. It would all click back into place eventually, he just had to give it time.

Stats
   17 - Constitution (HP)
   3 - Resolution (MP)
   6 - Strength
   5 - Dexterity
   1 - Intelligence
   5 - Perception
   10 - Luck
   8 - Charisma

Inventory:

- ???

Extra:

  - often picks at sleeves

- usually wears turtlenecks or high collared shirts

- has a few moles on his body

- dislikes when his skin is bare

- rather not talk about the past

- has a hard time remembering people from his childhood