Harley Mayard

Harley Mayard
^Neutral

Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: September 1st

Class: Villager
Level: 1
HP: 17
STR: 5
MAG: 0
SKL: 4
SPD: 5
DEF: 4
RES: 0
Weapon(s) Type and Rank(s): Spear:E

Aptitude: Learned at Level 1
When leveling up, this unit may roll 1d7 to determine the amount of leveled stats instead of 1d6.

Hair Color: Pastel purple.
Eye Color: Golden
Height: 5'6
Weight: 130
Clothing: He tends to dress in cute guy clothes, and besides that, at any point in time, he'll have any combinations of bandages, eyepatches, and other injury covering items.

Profession: Endearing Freeloader
Alliance: Neutral
Hometown: Misc Nohr Town
Likes: Cute girls, stalking, mother, stuffed animals, pity, and dress up.
Dislikes: Work, men, rich people, war, and disobedience.
Personality: Harley could easily be described as a happy-go-lucky guy, always take charge, he rarely does as others might tell him. He has a rather seemingly innocent disposition to him, due to his personality, and his girlish looks. This innocent appearance is on purpose, Harley really like being around cute girls, and being fawned over, so he tries to mimic them in a way, to be able to hang out with them.

Something to note about him, however, are most of his injuries are self inflicted. He enjoys other people pitying him, so he tries to get hurt, so they give him more attention. This is also to try manipulating people, as well, especially people he likes. To go along with his injured play, he tends to cry a lot, at small things, when he can.

Biography: Being one of ten sons, Harley grew bored of the lack of attention he'd seem to receive. Most of his siblings actually were useful, and pretty good at at least one thing, but he never quite was. He was one of the shortest, one of the stupidest, and honestly, too lazy to do manual labor.

Due to his insignificance, he always forced himself to think up ways to get more attention, after all, he didn't really enjoy working hard in order to get commended. The thing that seemed to work the best, was hurting himself, and blaming his brothers, his parents believed him consistently, and said brothers hated him as a result of this.

Eventually they kind of started beating him up for real, since they'd get in trouble either way, but they had a tendency to give much more severe injuries, so Harley ended up just ditching. Fortunately for him, his little pity me act, was decent for people, aside from just his parents, and he made sure to make use of this, moving forward.

Status: Normal
Pet: None
Additional Notes:

His injuries are always wrapped pretty poorly, because he gets bored, or lazy, while bandaging them.