Crahun

Crahun Liezes

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Full name: Crahun Liezes is the name, wrestling is the game
Any nicknames?: His nickname is 'Tough Sport'.
Gender: Male
Age: He is 16, almost 17.
Years at Camp: Crahun has been at camp for 7 years. He is a Year-Rounder.

God and mortal parent: His mortal parent is named Harri Liezes, a female dentist. His god parent is Hephaestus.
Date of birth: He was born on the 14th of January, 1996.
Place of birth: He was born in Miami, Florida, America. His family is from Germany, although.

Appearance(a picture, if you don't have one you could give a description or just leave it blank): Pictured above.
Eye color: A dangerous brown that seem to stare at you.
Hair(color, length, style, etc.): Crahun has short hair. He usually spikes it up with hair gel. It is a color darker than brown but lighter than black. He calls it 'Blawn'.
Height: He is very tall, standing at 6'2".
Body type(tall, skinny, fat, etc.): Crahun has decent sized muscles that makes you not wanna go head-to-head with this guy.
Distinct markings(freckles? Scars? Birthmarks? Etc.): He has very few freckles that are light. He also has a scar on his forehead where he got shocked, badly, while in a battle with a dangerous Minotaur whom was using an electric cord that was acting up as a whip.
Personality(Are they angry, nice, friendly, unique, violent?): Crahun is very violent and mad. He likes to mess with girls emotions, set fire, and be a rebel. He is very devious. Crahun is like that high schooler that you're always scared of and make a clearing in the hallway so he can walk. He likes to be tough and be a show off, for the friends he does have. He also tries to keep in best shape, by his favorite sport, wrestling.
Style(This is optional:try http://polyvore.com/ to make it): He usually wears an old brown or white t-shirt, jeans, and a red scarf he got as a present from his mother, when he went off to camp.

Powers**: Crahun has the ability to make fireballs, 1ft by 1ft, about twenty to thirty a day. After this, he usually has a headache. If he throws one, if it doesn't hit a target for more than 45 seconds, it will just go out.
Fatal Flaw*: He is too confident in himself. Crahun could kill himself he's so confident.
Flaws*(2 other random flaws, like sucks at vollyball, is afraid of cats, etc.): He sucks at reading (like, it takes him a year to read a book), and he is terrified of big whales.

Weapon(s): He has a spear that's CB, called 'Exa'.

Exa:

Pets: Crahun has none.
Talents/Skills: He can fight well, as he trains every day. He is also very good at wrestling.

RP Example*: Crahun zipped past the stranger, swiping his feet. He kicked the stranger in the back, staggering to his back. He drew his spear, stabbing into him. He kept running, through the wet grass. He ducked under a bench, throwing it at the stranger. Crahun got up and hid inside of the Hestia cabin. He quickly got a pie out of one of their ovens, throwing it at the stranger. The stranger got knocked down.
Crahun make a beeline for his cabin. Why was he even messing with this jerk?
Biography*: Crahun was born on a rainy day. He almost died at birth, but was kept at the hospital and kept healthy. He, when out of the hospital, was happy to be with his mother. They, through his life, had a bond together. Crahun always made her crafts and stuff like that, and she loved him for it. Then, one day, a man from the army came to the house. He knew the guy as his stepdad, never knowing who his original dad was.
The army guy was named Martin. Martin stayed with them another five months before having to go away to fight in a war at Iraq. It was terrible for Crahun's mother, but not Crahun. Crahun wanted his mother back, the same old life they had, with the bond. One day, when Martin was at war, he died.
The next month, it was Christmas. Of course, in Miami, there was no such thing as snow, but Crahun had always wanted snow. On the last day of school, before winter/Christmas break, a Hydro broke into the classroom. He used the skills that he had learned from Martin, the five months he stayed at the Liezes' residence. None of these hurt the monster, though. Crahun just ran away from the monster, and soon, ran into a satyr, literally. The satyr took him to CHB, after days by days of traveling by foot.
Crahun was almost ten by this time. He was so busy escaping the monster and traveling to CHB he forgot all of his things he wanted to pack. His mother soon sent him this, along with a scarf that he loved. It was a present from her, for getting to CHB and making it so far at such a young age. That night, while stuck in the Hermes cabin, he was claimed by Hephaestus.
Around eleven, he started wrestling, and going to the arena to learn Greek moves. It took him awhile to get away from his army-move habits, but he did it. Crahun turned out to become tough and knew what to do. He grew a lot whenever he turned fifteen. Before this, he was just a small peanut. Now he's one of the roughest, toughest kids in camp.

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