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OOC Information


Name: k2
Age: old
Pref. Pronouns: she/her/my liege
Contact: plurk, oeste#8807 @ discord
Current characters: Louana, Finch

IC Information


Name/Alias: Finch
Age: 30
Occupation: Miner, subsistence farmer
Born with The Vice?: No
If yes, do they use it?: n/a

Appearance:

A short man, with the wiry build and slight stoop of someone used to crawling about tight spaces. Persistent cough, can't seem to grow a real beard. Scar on his cheek from a vicious childhood chicken attack.

Looks quite a bit like his older brother, Thrush. And his mom, Robin. And all the rest of them.


History:

One of his parents' three surviving children; his older sister left town with a pilgrim ages ago and hasn't been heard from since.

The family raise enough from the land to live off, and supplement that by mining.

Finch has an uncanny Knack for planning new shafts, and works the mines in a more dedicated manner.

A hapless golden retriever of a teenager: The sort of person who grabs poison ivy and then touches their face. Dumped by just about every girl he tried to court until —

He grows up a bit.

About eight years ago, marries the daughter of a family friend. They have a kid.

About three years ago, they're both taken by a winter plague. Finch comes down with it as well, but survives.

Doesn't breathe quite so well since, keeps inhaling rock dust while doing hard labour like a dumbass anyway.

Currently lives with his mother, older brother, sister-in-law, and nephews. It's a bit crowded.

There are possibly some RUDE, UNSUBSTANTIATED rumours about his Vice Use these past few years, he has never spread a rumour in his life how dare you*.

*he definitely has

Personality:

- Judgmental, cautious, unambitious, A Tiny Bit Dead Inside
+ Responsible, observant, patient, caring

Though not in the habit of rocking the boat, Finch is less inclined to respect laws, authority, and systems than he may first appear. He's particularly willing to take risks to help others if he doesn't expect them to get it from The Man.

Even if he doesn't really like the person in question. He's a Helper.

But he's not naive. Finch tries to cultivate underestimation ('aw shucks it's just Finch' etc), but privately doesn't appreciate people who seem too willing to buy into it.

He's an acutely ordinary person, and prone to some irrational resentment about that in his shitty baby moments. He doesn't want to be Profane, or a great hero, or whatever. He just really doesn't want to be Finch.

But also he's not a witch that's very rude to say please don't burn him thanks!!!!!

A gossip if you get him in the right mood (drunk, get him drunk).

Abilities:

Uneducated, can't read, but Really Good At Math

Can differentiate between most common types of ore and tell you a lot about rocks and dirt and how to stabilize and support a tunnel and —

Knows his way around hoes and asses, wink wonk, but like literally

Strong for his size, could probably get a lucky shot in before someone who actually knows what they're doing kicked his ass

Reputation:

Isn't it a bit odd, how good he is with numbers? And all that time underground. Hm.

But: 'Aw shucks, it's Just Finch'

About time he remarried.

The whole family's named after birds, as an offering to the Wind to keep it with them underground.