Rayvn Sparrow- District 3

Ravyn is about average height or so. He is a fairly decent looking kid even though he doesn’t tend to embrace his looks at all. His skin is fairly dark compared to those around him, still showing some kind of Arab or eastern island decent, even through the many years. His hair is decently long, it is dark brown, almost black, and it hangs down slightly passed his eyes, he is usually seen wearing it over his eyes or parted to the sides to clear his vision. Under his hair, his green eyes shine, his eyes are deceivingly innocent. Ravyn also has a bit of a cute face, it can be seen that he is young, but his looks make him appear around 18 or 19.

Many years of labor and factory working has toned Ravyn’s body up, along with his own routine. His body is where Ravyn really takes his pride. Instead of making his entire body 100 big bulky muscle in some attempt to look bigger and more threatening like every other body builder, Ravyn’s body is like one flowing, slender muscle. His muscles do not bulge from his clothing, only barely visible when covered up, but it is only a ruse, his body fat index is close to zero, this allows him to be fast and strong.
His dark skin is scared in many places, many of these scares, long and thin, some thick and wide. Almost all of them are hidden by clothing, the only ones that’s show are a few along his arms from lack of concentration in the factory or failed knife work. Thankfully, he doesn’t have any scars on his face yet.
Another factor to his appearance would be his voice and dialect. From his parents, Ravyn received what would be a considered an eastern-island accent, most likely Hawaiian from his ancestors, but this specifically is unknown to him and his family. Along with his accent, a different dialect also comes along with him. His dialect also comes from a Hawaiian or eastern-island setting, although it is not as strong as previous generations of his family. He has a habit of using words like “ ya “ instead of “yes” or saying words like “ brother” as bradda”

Ravyn is not the typical teenager, by any means. He looks at every day as his last day on earth, not because he is paranoid, just because it’s a habit. When something sudden happens, he assumes the worst; it’s only a precaution, in case something does happen. This trait doesn’t show out to other people, he keeps it hidden and safe. He longs to keep his friends and family safe, although for this he is a tragic hero. Ravyn is a fairly odd kid. From what others see, he is a general happy guy, he has tons of friends, and everyone likes him he is funny, c harming and all around pretty cool. And for the most part it is true, He tries not to make enemies and he likes to have friends, he is easy to get along with and has a habit of being the comic relief in the group that he is in.

Ravyn Is bound to a code of ethics from the way he chooses his life. 1) Honesty, he will never lie, he sees it as weakness, it makes him sick to even hear a lie, it would hurt him to even tell a mistruth. 2) Integrity 3) Humility 4) Courtesy 5) Harmony 6) tenacity 7) Self-Discipline 8) Non quitting spirit. These codes help him live his life and he would never stray from them. Each of these brings a good and bad factor for him. For example, he will never tell a lie, but he can be painfully honest without even realizing it. And so on for each trait.

Ravyn also often faces even to the day, discrimination, due to the difference in his skin, dialect and voice, he often faces people treating him differently, not always straight forward offensively, often it is subtly or hidden, but it is often there, and he gets better and better at spotting it every time it is used. This is another reason he usually keeps to himself.

Ravyn was born into a decently classed family. Before Ravyn his family was perfect. His father worked in the factories, he was some kind of supervisor of workers, or something to that effect, his mother was head cook at the factory, and she was beautiful, he was charming and then came the first baby. They weren’t the wealthiest family; they lived in the “nice” part of the slums most factory workers lived in. The place they had was pretty big, filled with whatever nice pieces of art or furniture that his mother and father could scramble up or salvage and fix. It was nice, a good home, the perfect family filled with a hardworking and cute man and the most beautiful women district 3 could find. Then along came Ravyn….

Ravyn was the product of a two person party thrown by Ravyn’s mother and father due to Ravyn’s father’s big promotion at work. When the day was over everything was great, so was the rest of the days until his mother knew found out she was pregnant. The fights started then when the news was given. But families move on, there was some awkwardness, some fights but they moved on, then came the birth. When Ravyn was born, there were some complications, the worst that could happen, Ravyn’s mother died during child birth, and then everything changed.

Ravyn’s father turned to the booze as a substitute for his passed lover. It started ok, but then it turned downhill, when he failed his promotion exam and once again booze was his best friend. Then he was demoted from his job and then even more. Still booze was there to comfort him, how Ravyn stayed alive is a mystery still to the day. When we was old enough to walk, he was old enough to walk out, he was out the door every time he had the chance, whether it be work, school or friends, he was always gone. Then after one beating, possibly the first, is hard to sort out from all that came Ravyn’s way, he stumbled into a crawl space in the house that he and his father moved into once his mother passed and his father’s new booze habits caused a downgrade to a simple factory worker. This crawlspace turned open a whole new world for Ravyn and set into motion his future.
While in the small space that Ravyn crawled into to hide from his father, he found books….tones and tones of old books, a few poster sized scrolls and then some more books. The books where all different, but the same at the same time, everyone had to do with Martial arts. The books ranged from small and thick to large and thin, but there where so many it didn’t matter to Ravyn. From the first book he read he knew that his whole life would be intertwined with what was held within the pages he found that fateful day. The books he found taught him more than just how to fight, it taught him the things his father never did, how to take care of himself, discipline, self reliance, humbleness and non quitting spirit. From that day forward he read those books everyday for the rest of his life, he learned everything they could teach, everything from Traditional Japanese karate, to brawler Brazilian Muy Thai. From striking arts like kung fu to grappling arts like judo or jiu jitsu, it became his life. He didn’t know how those books got their or why they where put there but he tank the god above everyday for giving him what turned his life around after that miracle came the second.

One day while wondering around after yet another beating he stumbled upon a very small building. It was boarded up and barely bigger than the two person apartment he and his father lived in. But it became his sanctuary; it contained a small forge and plenty of metal to work with. He built plenty, like wing-chun dummies, grappling dummies and barely recognizable punching bags, they where crude and mostly metal, his knuckles became thick and hard from the metal work, but it was all he could find and make use of. But once again, it gave him his life again. Not only did it give him a place to be away from his father and to train, it gave him a place to grow up, he did his best thinking there.
From that point on he changed, he took his beatings like a man, he didn’t fight back , he let it make him stronger, and the two things that he treasures came from the beatings, his books and his sanctuary. But he was defined, he helped his father when he could with his booze problem and to get over his mother, when school started he studied constantly and did fairly well, he made friends and got a job working at the factory, he was a man at this point, even though he was only 15.

I don’t know if this is pushing any boundaries, if anything is wrong, inappropriate or considered modding, please let me know as soon as possible so I can change or refurbish it. Thank you for your time and consideration.