Post by Mervyn on Mar 31, 2018 18:30:43 GMT
Name: Mervyn '' Merv'' Fandango
Age: 34
Clan: N/a
Nen:
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Mervyn is quite a recognizable individual, Towering over two meters while being quite broad at the same time. His physique is the picture of an everlasting battle between his love for food and his want to be atleast somewhat fit. Even though a little chubby he is still quite muscular, mianly his arms due to the heavy work he done on sea. While surprising to most people he meets he is very vain and cares a lot about his appearence, making him shave daily to keep his beard and mustache in his prefered shape, which is a thick mustache and a small goatee. His sleek blonde hair is kind of wild and swept back as Mervyn hates having his hair in his face.
Mervyn has quite a weathered face, you can see that he has been through a lot but will always try to shine. He has grayish eyes with a tint of light blue coming through if the suns shines on them. His nose is wide and slightly crooked, a little reminder from his bar fighting days. His work uniform consists of a simple dark purple t-shirt, and gray trousers, topped off with his trademark scarf and black leather boots. When not at work he prefers wearing fancier clothes and will be seen wearing a long fancy raincoat, a pair of striped trousers in weird colors with fancy peoples shoes. He also likes wearing hats, glasses and other fancy equipment when out and about the city.
This big burly guy has quite a soft side, he has a tattoo of his pet cat that he used to have on his right shoulder, on his left shoulder he has the classic sea-mans anchor. Last but not least he has a little heart tattooed on his chest with his daughters name. He will always be seen wearing a watch and his wedding ring.
Personality:
Most people that meet Merv mention that his somewhat rough physical build does not fit with his rather soft personality. Merv is a very well spoken guy that always seems in for a joke or a nice chat, he isn't someone to back talk and just loves to go with the flow hoping to try to make his way through life with the least amount of struggle. Merv loves the sea, feels at home when being around or on it and will often bore people with stories of his days as a sailor when a silence falls. Merv is well versed at talking to people and is often a very likable guy. He talks a lot but doesn't say that much as he will try anything to avoid having to talk about himself.
Even though Merv is quite good at fighting, he isn't a big fan of it, especially when people force those who don't want to fight to do so, if it is for a competition or to protect someone he will be the first to jump at it. He mainly feels like that those who want to fight should never drag someone in to it who is unwilling. Merv has quite a big knack for self-preservation which often can get in the way of his sense of justice, if he doesn't know that he can win he won't try to fight a losing battle, he will however try to end said battle if possible.
Merv is quite a relaxed guy who loves cooking and eating food, playing on instruments (mainly a fiddle/guitar) and enjoys reading good books or spending time with friends. He likes drinking booze but becomes quite silly when drunk he often uses this as a way of escapism for when he doesn't want to come to terms with how he feels. Overall Merv is a very friendly guy that will always keep his interests in the back of his mind, he does like helping people but he will try not to let it intervene with his goals. One of Mervs giant weaknesses is cats and the fact that he has to pet every cat he sees, in general he just really likes animals.
History:
Merv was literally born as son of the sea. His mother gave birth to him while they were on one of their voyages. His parents owned a century old sailing company that was quite renown around their part of the world. Their goal has always been to deliver anyone that stepped on one of their ships to their destination safe and fast. Merv's dad was a very likable man who could make anyone feel at ease with just a few words. Hismother was a great host and a very loving woman. As Merv spent most of his time growing up on his ship he was always surrounded with tons of people and his contagious laugh was appreciated by everyone around him.
Showing a lot of interest in sailing, the young kid was always looking around for jobs to help his parents and their crew with. Though he had a lot of interest for many things, like cooking, reading and even studying, the latter mainly because it meant he had tons of quality time with his mother. A happy childhood was at the core for Merv's being and attitude in life, he was a work a holic and always ready to help where he could. His parents were very proud of their little boy who had been able to master the craft of helmsman at age 11. The excitable adventurer loved being at helm, this meant he was in control of a giant ship and the responsibility made him feel special.
When he turned sixteen things turned a little grimmy, Merv had noticed some customers were getting quite of rowdy at times as some of the island they were visiting had a lot of problems with the mafia. When in their hometown Merv and his dad visited an old aquaintance of his old man. A man that was very well versed in the martial arts, mainly those used to defend yourself and keep the enemy at bay. Being told that if he wanted to have his own ship someday he would have to be able to defende himself and his guests he decided to stay and became this mans disciple just like his dad had once been.
Time went on and Merv had been training day and night to get stronger, strong enough to bear the burdens his father had been bearing all life. Two years after being dropped of at the dojo, Merv had mastered all his sensei knew and even beat was able to beat him. The teen had a lot of potential but little interest for fighting if it meant hurting others. As Merv came back on the ship he knew that things had changed, the atmosphere was dark and a lot of crewmates had left their position, sailing lost it's feel of freedom but his dad never gave up on this.
Years had passed and Merv was now a twentynine year old, he had spent most his time sailing, but it had been more fighting and keeping guests in control than it was sailing, one day when Merv kicked out four drunken people by himself one of his guests told him to follow him, to train under him and fight for money. Their was a certain arena that consisted out of many levels, where you could earn tons of money. This promise of money awakened a sparkle within the young sailor who wanted to buy his parents a nice house so they could get away from the violence before it was too late.
After showing off his skill in martial arts in the arena he quickly went up in levels, his coach said he was strong but that everyone above a certain level had a special power, but it could only be achieved if he followed his training. Merv bent down in front of this man, asking if he could be his pupil. his sensei agreed but on one condition, he was never allowed to complain, if he did the training would stop. Agreeing to this, the young lad went into a three year long and rough training, he had discovered that his nen afinity was that of a manipulator, he wondered why someone as honest as him gained an ability like that. His sensei asured him that his powers as a manipulator would help him and if used correctly make him very strong.
Finally ready to venture in to the scary real world after completing years and years of training Merv stood ready to explore the world and conquer the hunter exam, looking for ways to become stronger.
Age: 34
Clan: N/a
Nen:
- Prime Type: Manipulation
- Secondary Type Nen
- Tertiary Types Nen
- Opposite Type Nen
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Mervyn is quite a recognizable individual, Towering over two meters while being quite broad at the same time. His physique is the picture of an everlasting battle between his love for food and his want to be atleast somewhat fit. Even though a little chubby he is still quite muscular, mianly his arms due to the heavy work he done on sea. While surprising to most people he meets he is very vain and cares a lot about his appearence, making him shave daily to keep his beard and mustache in his prefered shape, which is a thick mustache and a small goatee. His sleek blonde hair is kind of wild and swept back as Mervyn hates having his hair in his face.
Mervyn has quite a weathered face, you can see that he has been through a lot but will always try to shine. He has grayish eyes with a tint of light blue coming through if the suns shines on them. His nose is wide and slightly crooked, a little reminder from his bar fighting days. His work uniform consists of a simple dark purple t-shirt, and gray trousers, topped off with his trademark scarf and black leather boots. When not at work he prefers wearing fancier clothes and will be seen wearing a long fancy raincoat, a pair of striped trousers in weird colors with fancy peoples shoes. He also likes wearing hats, glasses and other fancy equipment when out and about the city.
This big burly guy has quite a soft side, he has a tattoo of his pet cat that he used to have on his right shoulder, on his left shoulder he has the classic sea-mans anchor. Last but not least he has a little heart tattooed on his chest with his daughters name. He will always be seen wearing a watch and his wedding ring.
Personality:
Most people that meet Merv mention that his somewhat rough physical build does not fit with his rather soft personality. Merv is a very well spoken guy that always seems in for a joke or a nice chat, he isn't someone to back talk and just loves to go with the flow hoping to try to make his way through life with the least amount of struggle. Merv loves the sea, feels at home when being around or on it and will often bore people with stories of his days as a sailor when a silence falls. Merv is well versed at talking to people and is often a very likable guy. He talks a lot but doesn't say that much as he will try anything to avoid having to talk about himself.
Even though Merv is quite good at fighting, he isn't a big fan of it, especially when people force those who don't want to fight to do so, if it is for a competition or to protect someone he will be the first to jump at it. He mainly feels like that those who want to fight should never drag someone in to it who is unwilling. Merv has quite a big knack for self-preservation which often can get in the way of his sense of justice, if he doesn't know that he can win he won't try to fight a losing battle, he will however try to end said battle if possible.
Merv is quite a relaxed guy who loves cooking and eating food, playing on instruments (mainly a fiddle/guitar) and enjoys reading good books or spending time with friends. He likes drinking booze but becomes quite silly when drunk he often uses this as a way of escapism for when he doesn't want to come to terms with how he feels. Overall Merv is a very friendly guy that will always keep his interests in the back of his mind, he does like helping people but he will try not to let it intervene with his goals. One of Mervs giant weaknesses is cats and the fact that he has to pet every cat he sees, in general he just really likes animals.
History:
Merv was literally born as son of the sea. His mother gave birth to him while they were on one of their voyages. His parents owned a century old sailing company that was quite renown around their part of the world. Their goal has always been to deliver anyone that stepped on one of their ships to their destination safe and fast. Merv's dad was a very likable man who could make anyone feel at ease with just a few words. Hismother was a great host and a very loving woman. As Merv spent most of his time growing up on his ship he was always surrounded with tons of people and his contagious laugh was appreciated by everyone around him.
Showing a lot of interest in sailing, the young kid was always looking around for jobs to help his parents and their crew with. Though he had a lot of interest for many things, like cooking, reading and even studying, the latter mainly because it meant he had tons of quality time with his mother. A happy childhood was at the core for Merv's being and attitude in life, he was a work a holic and always ready to help where he could. His parents were very proud of their little boy who had been able to master the craft of helmsman at age 11. The excitable adventurer loved being at helm, this meant he was in control of a giant ship and the responsibility made him feel special.
When he turned sixteen things turned a little grimmy, Merv had noticed some customers were getting quite of rowdy at times as some of the island they were visiting had a lot of problems with the mafia. When in their hometown Merv and his dad visited an old aquaintance of his old man. A man that was very well versed in the martial arts, mainly those used to defend yourself and keep the enemy at bay. Being told that if he wanted to have his own ship someday he would have to be able to defende himself and his guests he decided to stay and became this mans disciple just like his dad had once been.
Time went on and Merv had been training day and night to get stronger, strong enough to bear the burdens his father had been bearing all life. Two years after being dropped of at the dojo, Merv had mastered all his sensei knew and even beat was able to beat him. The teen had a lot of potential but little interest for fighting if it meant hurting others. As Merv came back on the ship he knew that things had changed, the atmosphere was dark and a lot of crewmates had left their position, sailing lost it's feel of freedom but his dad never gave up on this.
Years had passed and Merv was now a twentynine year old, he had spent most his time sailing, but it had been more fighting and keeping guests in control than it was sailing, one day when Merv kicked out four drunken people by himself one of his guests told him to follow him, to train under him and fight for money. Their was a certain arena that consisted out of many levels, where you could earn tons of money. This promise of money awakened a sparkle within the young sailor who wanted to buy his parents a nice house so they could get away from the violence before it was too late.
After showing off his skill in martial arts in the arena he quickly went up in levels, his coach said he was strong but that everyone above a certain level had a special power, but it could only be achieved if he followed his training. Merv bent down in front of this man, asking if he could be his pupil. his sensei agreed but on one condition, he was never allowed to complain, if he did the training would stop. Agreeing to this, the young lad went into a three year long and rough training, he had discovered that his nen afinity was that of a manipulator, he wondered why someone as honest as him gained an ability like that. His sensei asured him that his powers as a manipulator would help him and if used correctly make him very strong.
Finally ready to venture in to the scary real world after completing years and years of training Merv stood ready to explore the world and conquer the hunter exam, looking for ways to become stronger.
