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Duality: Matha 'Matt' McLean

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BASICS
Name: Matha 'Matt' McLean
Age: 25
Height/Weight: 185lbs/ 6'0
Hometown/Region: Icirrus City, Unova
Faction: Rangers (Einarr)
Extra items: Bow (Gift from his brother), Arrows, Ballock dagger, House MacLean sigil brooch.

PERSONALITY
Matha for most part tends to come off as a jolly, self-depreciating sort of guy, taking potshots and making fun of the hand dealt to him in his life. As far as he’s concerned, moaning never got him anywhere so he might as well liven things up a little properness be damned.
He does, nonetheless have quite a bit of sass and snark to him, considering that this was all he could do to rebel against his father most times and he doesn’t take it kindly should someone demean him for his bastardy at which point he will kick in your teeth and make sure you don’t have the capacity to create any of your own for good measure.

Despite coming from a clan of rowdy warriors, he’s pretty laid back and prefers more scholarly pursuits over chasing skirt of bashing in heads, often found reading manuscripts or writing his own as well as wood-carving---violence just isn’t the answer in his book especially when a witty comeback can leave a man confounded enough for you to blindside him. He’s well-versed in swordplay though he much prefers lighter blades and becomes clumsy with heavier claymore-types as well as archery which he adopted as a means to help correct his aim after the loss of his eye.

Still a virgin at his age, he nonetheless knows how the birds and the bees work, being very close friends with the local brothel’s comely wenches and the Miss Kitty who treats him like her nephew seeing how one of her girls was his mother who died when he was much younger. He’s got a deep respect for women, stemming mainly the fact that his mother loved him enough to keep him until she died and also from Lady MacLean’s acceptance of him despite him being the living embodiment of her husband’s infidelity as well as Medic Rina’s care for him when he was injured.
Thus, he’s never actually used the services provided by the brothel out of respect for them and not wanting to saddle some other kid with the bastardy that’s burdened him for his lifetime, preferring to drink, chat up the lovely ladies and punt whichever poor dobber can’t take ‘No’ for an answer into next Sunday.

He’s got a soft spot for kids and Pokemon and is quite versed in reading Pokemon body language from studying his own companions----he believes that as beasts, they have a purpose to serve men, but believes that they should be treated as humanely as possible as well.

Fears Maudie, his old nursemaid even up to his current age---a sentiment shared by his older brother, Ruaraidh.



HISTORY
Once upon a time in a land not too far away a young lord got frisky and he took that frisky to the local brothel with him to share with a comely young wench. After a night of debauchery, he left, choosing to forget anything every happened.
Until the brothel's Miss Kitty came a-knockin' one day a year and half later with a bundle of joy and news of its mother's demise, having tracked down daddy and to say daddy wasn't happy to see a bouncing baby son would have been a fucking understatement.
He had no choice in the matter---either take in the little tyke or have his name soiled in public for both cheating on the lovely Lady MacLean and being a bad father.
Well played, Miss Kitty.

Of course, growing up in the clan's homestead, young Matha MacLean (Allowed to use his daddy's surname after much badgering from the delightful nursemaid Maudie that he needed to have one damnit) was met with obvious contempt and rejection at almost every end that it would have probably been a good idea to actually keep him in the brothel with his mother's friends. However Maudie, his older half-brother Ruaraidh and stepmother Lady MacLean after a little cajoling treated him like a human being instead of a little shadow and loved him, and that was how he grew up relatively sane and with no Freudian excuse to be running off to the thieves or shit.

Jon Snow Matha and his brother Robb Stark Ruaraidh were tight as two rascals could be in between their neverending bickering and scuffling and hair-pulling and punching and Ruaraidh was all the sibling he could ever ask for. Ruaraidh was however Daddy's favorite and primed to be the heir to the clan and thus for most part he grew up under the favorite's shadow though he took this part gamely enough. Daddy had a habit of comparing him to Ruaraidh in every way, choosing to often highlight his weaknesses---not enough fight, not enough fire, fuck child why are you reading all those fucking manuscripts go and bash in a boy's head with this toy sword like a man damnit---and turn him into one of them, except Matha pretty much failed in this division, preferring slightly less violent past times like reading and carving and this put him at odds with most of the clan who were, well, fucking knights.

So it all culminated in a jousting tournament one day which Ruaraidh took part in, and during the last match, he had to be pulled out after a minor injury, and a replacement called for. Matha was dragged to the fore, being technically billed in public as Lord MacLean's second son, and damnit he was going to do his father proud somehow.

A slip of the hand however caused the opposing rider's target to miss to take off his helmet instead by accident and here the lance snapped, tossing him right off his horse with large shards of wood embedded where his right eye should have been.

He would have died had it not been for the help of a few Rangers who were in town for the festivities and with their natural medical know-how, managed to save his life and made sure he didn't kick the bucket from the complications of his wound which rendered his right side blind.

So now Lord MacLean was stuck with a defective, useless (in his opinion) bastard right when Einarr was calling for all able-bodied men to be serving under him.

Spending the next two months recuperating from his wounds, this caused the normally jolly young man (despite his circumstances) to turn more bitter and angry at the hand fate dealt him, and he decided to show dad he could still be of some use to the clan, taking up archery to correct his monovision with encouragement from Rina, a mid-eastern woman assigned to keep an eye on his rehabilitation as a medic.

When told of his desire to join the Rangers instead of the knights as what, 99.9% of the clan were going for, he almost got laughed out of the hall because here you have the 25-year old warrior takng orders from some snot-nosed 13-year old heathen boy. As far as Matha was concerned however, he'd spent 25 years of his life taking orders from his dad and it's gotten him this far. Taking orders from Ibb didn't sounds bad at all and he almost got hit in the face by the aul man for such a comparison until Ruaraidh told everyone to chill the fuck out and for once let Matha decide for himself.

And thus Matha left for Ibb's domain, taking with him his animal companions and a gift from his brother---a custom, hand-made bow he now regards as his most precious possession, determined to make a name for himself away from his father's influence.


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POKEMON

Ubertha [Kangaskhan]
Gender: Female
Nature: Gentle
Attacks: [Protect] [Outrage] [Flamthrower] [Drain Punch]
A warm and kindly creature, Ubertha functions as Matt's steed animal and has done so ever since he was ten. Having been separated from her own joey, she's basically informally adopted him as her own and habitually mothers him despite his protests, headbutting and gently snapping at him for misdemeanors. She's the T-rex tank of his hunting party, coming in for the kill whenever large prey is flushed out by Donalbain or Logan.


Logan [Rufflet]
Gender: Male
Nature: Adamant
Attacks: [Tailwind] [Crush Claw] [Brave Bird] [Sunny Day]
Matt's hunting bird. Brash, loud, proud and obnoxious, Logan or better known as (Dis)HonorBird has a weird-ass obsession with clan honor and sees his current owner as defective for being the black sheep. He has made it his personal mission to see that Matha gets the acceptance he believes the man deserves, whether Matha agrees or not.
An extremely proficient hunter proud of his own skills. Too proud mostly, which tend to be his downfall.
He understands Matha enough to use a one squawk two squawk system for No and Yes when questioned on something.
Tends to perch on Matt's blind side to keep him safe.
Prone to feathery puffball antics when agitated. Sometimes Matha riles him up just to see him in this particular state.
His Tailwind in conjunction with Matha’s kilt enables the man to flit over treetops for short distances.


Donalbain [Floatzel]
Gender: Male
Nature: Donalbain
Attacks: [Ice Beam] [Dig] [Aqua Jet] [Double Team]
Chill as ice. Donnie's man's best friend despite coming from a clan of Dobhar-Chu better known as water-dwelling otter demon monsterdog man-eaters.
As a child, Matha saved him from being destroyed alongside his other siblings when his mother was killed in retaliation for an attack upon one of the clansmen and was allowed to adopt the little abomination after much cajoling done by his nursemaid on his behalf despite his father's misgivings.
The two have been inseparable ever since, and despite his lackadaisal manner, Donnie's a pretty decent hunting house when it comes down to bussiness, relying on insane speeds to strike hard.
However, he has a crippling fear and dislike of Matha's father, remembering the man well as the one who killed the rest of the pups and in general will not obey any orders unless they come from Maudie, Matha or Ruaraidh.
When not hunting often found sprawled out, sleeping and lazy as fuck, Unless you have treats.
Does still bear a taste for human flesh, but doesn't act on this instinct due to his fondness for Matha.
Jaws have the crushing power of a crocodile.
Has a set of gills on his neck as a backup system in case he runs out of air underwater.


NOTES:

I. Yes. That is hand-drawn tartan based off the MacLean's actual dress and hunting designs.

II. Consider him a predecessor of Mathis 8U

III. The brooch is based off a stylized Altaira, House MacLean's (In Duality) animal emblem.
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sidetrack1's avatar
Interesting how well going for a kangaroo like look went with the Kangaskhan