|name|Isaac Alexander Dupain |nickname(s)|Izzy|age|21 |gender|Male|pronouns|He/Him/His|sexual orientation|Bi-curious?|relationship status|Single, just got out of a relationship (nothing messy, just lack of chemistry...)|occupation|Student (Junior)|major|Classical Studies and Pre-Law|appearance|(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]face claim ; maksymilian barczak eyes ; brownhair ; tawny brownheight ; 6’1weight ; 169 lbs
|personality|With his quick mouth and clever head, it’s no surprise that Izzy is aiming for law school. He’s good at formulating arguments and talking his way out of things. He does, however, tend to ramble quite a bit when he’s nervous — and Izzy gets nervous about a lot of things. Though it’s been three years since he first left home and he’s always been fairly independent, Izzy is still trying to figure the world out. Having lived in his father’s shadow for so long, he’s now having difficulty finding himself. As a result, Izzy tends to pick up hobbies and put them down just as quickly. One week, he might try to take up guitar — the next, he’s suddenly very passionate about knitting. All of this is part of his quest to find something he’s truly passionate about. Izzy could not share in his dad’s dreams, so now he’s looking for his own. Despite this longing for life and meaning, Izzy is still a fairly realistic individual who has inherited his father’s constant desire for logic and order. |likes|Homeric poetry ; cooking ; herbal tea ; arguing about anything and everything|dislikes|Time-constraints ; following orders ; messes of any kind ; W.W. Tarn's theories about Alexander the Great |skills/hobbies|Cooking ; fairly proficient in Latin ; fencing ; bit of a sharp-shooter ; was once adept in several forms of martial arts (admittedly, he's out of practice)|history|Hunt. Kill. Protect. This is the legacy that Izzy was born into. Even when he was no older than five, his father would send him off to sleep with bedtime stories about the wolves that roamed the woods. No, not just wolves… Wolves that wore human skin when the sun was shining, wolves that smiled with human teeth and then tore you apart when the moon came out. At least, that’s what happened to Izzy’s mother. The young hunter grew up with only his father to call family, and the two lived a fairly quiet life nestled away in a small Oregon town. His father had secured the position of President of the Hunter’s Association (North America chapter, of course) a few years before he was born. The organization considered themselves protectors of humankind, singled out for their remarkable combat abilities and their knowledge of the supernatural, which had been passed down through their families through the ages. His father wore the badge of hunter proudly and dedicated his entire life to hunting down the same creatures who had taken his wife… and the job certainly kept him busy. Izzy was raised primarily by a nanny who could help teach him self-defense, who homeschooled him up until the time he was fifteen. His father, meanwhile, was busy traipsing across the continent, killing anything with claws. And when he was home, there wasn’t much bonding. Those oh-so-precious moments were full of sparring and tests of Izzy’s abilities... But to this day, Izzy has only ever seen one wolf, and he was so young that it might have been merely his imagination. As he grew up, Isaac became increasingly less enamored with the idea of following in his father’s footsteps. He wanted a normal life, without the training and the monsters he’d never even seen. So, Izzy secretly filled out his applications and gathered the courage to tell his father he was leaving for university instead of joining the Association. Of course there was some screaming back and forth, and their relationship only became more tense as a result, but Izzy was determined to get out into the world and become his own person.|other|~ Has a very worn copy of The Iliad that he takes with him everywhere he goes.~ Everyone tells him he looks like he's mother.~ Loves avocados more than he loves most people.
face claim ; maksymilian barczak eyes ; brownhair ; tawny brownheight ; 6’1weight ; 169 lbs
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