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Old 08-08-2012, 08:45 PM
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NASIR LINNET PROTHERO




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[OOC Information]

Your Name: Jenn
RP Experience: 14 years
Your Character's Player Base: Sendhil Ramamurthy

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[Basic Information]

Character Name: Nasir Linnet Prothero
Character Age: 19
Gender: Male
Birthday (including year): November 18, 222
Home Castle/City: Llywarch
House [Birth and Marriage if applicable]: House Linnet, House Prothero

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[Personality]

Nasir is bold and brash these days, with a big appetite for fun. He is sowing his wild oats, as they call it, preparing for a future that might include being Lord, not only of the house but of the entire province. As this responsibility only crossed his mind when his brother died, Nasir’s journey into the world of wine and woman is about three years old. But in that time, he has had more than his fair share of both.

He is a smart man though, at least where books are concerned. He has studied and enjoyed math and science, history and politics, and even languages. He is fluent in Hazir, Maélaza, and Lehasi, and wants to learn the language of Samarta and northern Arbrecht. His goal in life was to become a scholar, although he isn’t sure that will be a reality now. But he still continues to learn, because Nasir believes that knowledge is power... and he also just enjoys it.

He doesn’t always make the best decisions, and he can be swept into others dreams and visions without really thinking them through. His common sense is lacking, his mind too over crowded with useless facts and knowledge, like the name of the general who took Basica during the invasion, and why the Lehasi worship a water goddess rather than the five.

He also has a hard time tempering his words. He doesn’t mind being the butt of a joke, but he tends to speak the same way, voicing thoughts that others would have preferred he kept quiet.

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[History]

Born on a sunny autumn day, Nasir was just another addition to the family. He was loved by his mother a friend to his eldest brother, and close to both his younger siblings when they came along. As the second son of a second son, Nasir always saw his place as in support of the family, and because he enjoyed learning, he spent much of that time in the libraries of Lismore reading. He liked history and politics and economics, and found he was good at math. Swords and maces interested him far less, and he left the fighting to his eldest brother. His father never seemed to pay much interest in his young son anyway, and there was no one to object to his learning. If anything, the House Scholar loved such a willing pupil, and over time, Nasir decided that his future would be just that - succeeding the previous man when he passed, and educating the next generation of Linnets.

As time passed, Joneil became more and more away of Lorelei Linnet’s difficulties in having a son. He would joke with Nasir about all the things they would accomplish when he was Lord of the Province and Nasir his advisor. The more they talked, and dreamed, the more Nasir bought into the fantasy his brother was creating. After all, Aashiq only had three girls. And Lorelei had miscarried a number of times. The Linnet lady might not wish the world to know, but servants spoke, and Nasir had heard enough to know she was not likely to have another baby.

Then the Turpis Morbi swept Ahestere. Nasir had heard of this plague, read about it, and even thought perhaps if he’d been older he’d have wanted to study it. But when it came and hit his family - first his mother, then the brother he’d had dreams of - Nasir felt his whole word shake.

Gone were the dreams and fantasies his brother had created. Gone was the thought of supporting Joneil. And now it was her, Nasir Linnet, who had suddenly become the first son of the second, whose eldest brother had no sons. Suddenly the line could fall on his lap, and Nasir wasn’t sure how to react.

He found himself slipping out at night, and discovered a wilder side of himself. He stayed out late. He got drunk. He tasted the fruits of sexual encounters. He couldn’t have said it he was sowing his wild oats to prepare for a responsibility that might come later, getting it out of his system while he could and no one would care, or if he was hiding from the pressure that others might put upon him while he was there.

Either way, Nasir knows what his future is. His father has made clear that he will be groomed to be Hakim’s heir when Aashiq passes. Nasir isn’t opposed to taking to the reigns in time, and he has time to adjust to the role, learning the same as he learned the others. But at the same time he’s still enjoying his young as well, just slightly less openly.


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[Writing Sample]

Nasir’s voice carried through the entire tavern as he laughed at Maqui’s joke. The man had a dry wit that had half the bar doubled over. Nasir had been the butt of three or four jokes already, mostly dirty, because what else would young men laugh at besides jokes that were nasty in nature? A whore wandered over laughing as well and pressed her chest against the back of Nasir’s head. He reached up and pulled her down, nibbling on her ear as he whispered briefly into it. She nodded, glanced at Maqui, and then whispered back. Nasir reached into his trousers and pulled out some coin and then she was off, and his attention was back on the men and their jokes.

“And then Nasir was caught with his pants down, except he liked it!” They were rolling. Nasir laughed too. He didn’t care if they teased him mercilessly, it all ended the same, and he was the one who got what he needed.

“Another round on me then!” Nasir called out, and everyone lifted their glasses in the air to cheer. Nasir leaned over to Maqui then and told him about the whore he’d sent upstairs.

“That one had a nice set of tits on her too,” Maqui winked.

“She does. One more drink with these fools and then it’s time for some different fun.”

“It is.” The mugs came down on the table in front of them as the wench passed them around. Maqui lifted his, “To a night of fun.”

Nasir grinned, “To fun.”


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[Timeline of Events]

Year 224: Nasir Linnet is born.
Year 225: Leila Linnet is born.
Year 240: Joneil Linnet dies of the plague.
Year 241: Nasir is wed to Ceinwen Prothero

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Old 08-10-2012, 11:13 PM
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Old 08-10-2012, 11:36 PM
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I approve of my son. The only thing I think is that there would be a tiny bit of tension due to the fact that Nasir did not want to be a soldier but sorta became a scholar...but it's minor though.
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Old 08-11-2012, 12:05 AM
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I can add in something about tensions between father and son
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Old 08-11-2012, 12:15 AM
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Meh, its fine. It wouldnt be a major thing, just a "hakim wishes his son did more of" type-thing that can come out in threads.
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Old 08-11-2012, 01:37 AM
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Yay I approve! If I was supposed to. As your Uncle. And PL. NOW TO PAWN YOU OFF IN MARRIAGE. HAVE FUN BUDDY. >D
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