Alastair
Name: Alastair, call me Al.
Age: 19
Siblings: None as far as he knows.
Appearence
Eyecolour: Brown, like a hazelnut.
Skincolour: White.
Haircolour: Blonde, gets browner when there’s too little sunlight.
Haarstijl: Always loose and rough.
Length: Tall, really tall. 1.97 m.
Bodyshape: Broad, musceled.
Clothes: Usually baggy, always a jacket over his shirt.
Work in the Glade: Anything you need a tall guy for.
Relationships: No thank you.
Character
Fears: Actual loneliness.
Weaknesses: He’s strong, not fast. Not sophisticated, blunt and has no borders.
Strengths: He’s tall, thinks for himself and is generally against anything you tell him to do. He’s strong, knows how to handle himself.
Particular hates/fobias: People who are too weak.
Particular likes/passions: Chopping things up.
General behaviour: Alastair is generally just a happy guy. He’s got a queer sense of humour but he’s always in for a joke. He isn’t really into serious discussions but don’t mess with any his pals- he’ll kill you (if he ever gets any friends). So he’s a jolly guy, likes to do things the way he wants to do them and have a good time, even if it is in hell.
Personality: Al is a good guy at heart. Not a bully but generally the annoying kid who’s always up to something. Become his pal and he’ll give his soul to save you, become his enemy and he’ll make your world a living hell. Not afraid to speak his mind, although he doesn’t think too much with it.
