Post by eldfjallhjarta on May 22, 2011 0:28:27 GMT -5
(((My Reflection)))
Nation: (Lýðveldið Ísland)Iceland
Name: Eiríkur 'Erik' Vidarsson
Gender: Male
Appearance Age: 16
Hair Color: Silverish White
Eye Color: Violet
Height: 5'7”
Weight: 130 Ibs
Appearance:
(((Know Thyself )))
Personality:
Likes:
★ Licorice
★ Hot Springs
★ Elves and Fairies
★ His old folklore and myths
★ Coffee
Dislikes:
✖ Crowds
✖ His own language
✖ Volcanic Eruptions
✖ Admitting Norway is his brother, or as Erik would say it “Being forced to pointlessly acknowledge obvious relations”
✖ Being cold
Fears:
☣ Being forgotten
☣ The ridge that is slowly breaking the island apart on its faultline
☣ Drunk Denmark
Secrets:
♦ The slowly growing scar on his chest.
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Strengths:
Weaknesses: Erik is scared to let anyone close to him. Being raised in the Kalmar union and under a broken Denmark he didn't have a happy childhood in any way and he never learned how to let anyone in, or let anyone close enough to hurt him like Norway leaving hurt.
(((The Pages of History )))
History:
Allies:
Enemies:
Sample Post:
Did you read the rules and Dark Reflections Canon? Italian Pasta <3
Random fun fact about yourself: Though I live in Northern Canada, I can actually speak Icelandic :Db