Fynlo

[Kaili]

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FINN-loh



Fair, Shining, Bright Lugh

[Kaili]

The gold of Cortes
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
Oh, with all ya got in ya, boys
Dig up Virginia, boys

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A greedy harpy with avid skills of owning and success with a business eye turned to the human world.

Name: Fynlo (chosen name in the "birth of his humanity"; original name ?)
Species: Harpy with a trustful lesser demon that when touching his skin (usually is an article of clothing, amulet, or tattoo) allows Fynlo to assume his human form
Gender: Male
Age: 709 (as of 2013)
Birthday: January 13th, 1303
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 200 lb
Ethnicity: "chose to be" Manx
Nationality: American as of yet
Sexual Orientation: Fynlo does not view sex in the same way as you and I do. Sex is marking something as your's, using it for your pleasure. He prefers the best humanity has to offer though reserves the act only for people he owns.
Occupation: Messes around in the Stock Markets and has probably forced people to give him a fair bit of power in a few businesses. Shark maybe. Makes deals like crazy though
Wealth: Filthy Rich
Connections: He knows all sort of people in the market and rich. He knows many creatures over the years and deals
Education: Keeps himself very well educated
Romance: Lets not for now unless owning someone counts


Family:
Mother; an esteemed harpy with as much greed as he has.


Description: There has not been age in which Fynlo was not well dressed. Modern times dictate that he wears nice business suits versus the fine, bright clothing of a season past. Well groomed and dressed to impress Fynlo usually strikes a well, rather striking image. He is a towering figure standing at his 6’5” and uses it to his advantage. He has broad shoulders and a fair build. His mouth is wider than average with thin lips that easily pull into disapproving frowns or smug, confident smirks. His eyes are rounder with sharp ends. They are a chestnut brown that is a tad bit more orange and bright than it should be but nothing extreme. His eyebrows are at their thickest at their ends before trickling out. His nose is a long thing with a rounded end and a sharper point. His hair, a light auburn brown is usually cut short with faint hint at curls for the business man appeal. His chin is rounded though quickly and sharply shoots up to his jaw which is just a slight bit crooked. His cheekbones are accentuated. His skin is a paler tan but never is enough to mute his freckles. Fynlo is covered head to toes in freckles that are thick and obvious. His voice is a deep toned, chesty, smooth and rich voice like honey with shards of glass; it is too sharp for its own good which is only accentuated by his attitude and personality. He carries himself with that “too-good-for-you” attitude or the uncaring, powerful, blatant attitude that simply does not care what you think.

I’ll add up his harpy form when I can finally agree with myself on how it should look because I’m decisive as hell. All I can say for sure is he still stands at 6'5 in it (didn't want to deal with the adjustment of height when switching forms) and has a swing span of 16 feet. OKAY I KNOW WHAT IT IS NOW ITS JUST ME BEING LAZY

NEEDS A REF


Personality:

Overview
- Harpy proud of his nature with a business man appeal
- ENTJ if he has to be labelled
- Unfettered
- Impatient and very focused on time, views his time as a precious thing and is not fond of wasting it
- Greedy past points of near comprehension
- Possessive over his property and items
- Easily jealous
- Controlling and enjoys it
- Curious especially over human nature
- Demanding and needy, the world revolves around him because he makes it
- Materialistic to the point he does not see value in things he cannot own or use (ie; music and art is useless unless you are the person making the money off It or using to it to demonstrate wealth)
- Power hungry. Ties in with his greed and need for control and even he sees them connected
- Feeds of negative energy
- Cocky and confident, lacks fear but has a good idea of his place on the ladder. He isn’t going to bad mouth a god unless comfortable or when they are looking away though views himself above mortals and them
- Stingy somewhat in deals. He wants to give as little as possible and gain as much as possible
- Forced to be an honest man. He makes more deals when he is honest though will always be looking at ways to cheat people
- Looking not constantly but frequently for entertainment and finds it in blood, odd human traits, cars, etc.
- Does not take criticism well though he dishes it out too often
- Takes business deals very personally
- Morals are as followed: everything is right for personal gain and satisfaction. Ruthless because of it
- Territorial and protective of his land
- Watchful, he catches details readily
- Has odd, animalistic traits and can seem at times to be degraded to almost an animal
- Enjoys to play mind games/bully as another form of entertainment
- Has the ability to tear people down mentally
- Easily annoyed but not easily angered. When angry though he is a force to be reckoned with –
- “Mine.” As possessive as he, he finds joy in making know what is his
- Likes to show off his wealth and feeds off envy
- Has a child-like quality of seeking entertainment that sometimes hides his age but is quickly diminished by the man’s ability to do his “job”
- Hoards a slight bit, but only nice things he can show off or are well, good things like gold
- Does not stand for mutiny in his “property.” Does not like to be stood up against at all, everyone included though most heavily his “property”
- Revengeful if only to place himself high. He will not be a dog beat without no bite
- Is not afraid to get his hands dirty; enjoys beating if it comes down to that
- He is a wise old owl behind that mask, calculative, can see how events are going to play out, can tell when someone is cheating/lying to him, etc.
- Insightful in a sense he sees how business and money works. He knows how to work out a good deal
- Sadness is an emotion he struggles to feel along with hurt. He still can feel but has to actually feel the thing labeled as “sadness”
- No tolerance. He is not good at being tolerant but will force it if he has to
- Has a playful streak that shows now and then
- Has a fair bit of control over himself which he uses for deals, he just simply sees no reason to execute it sometimes
- Stands out from the crowd because he is willing to do what others will not
- Lacks a sense of shame
- His lack of care for feelings of others or well, just others makes him a complete asshole. Lacks much value for human life
- Lacks empathy and sympathy
- Can feign traits he lacks it if he must but is not fond of it
- The more he likes a person the more of an asshole he is. He becomes more possessive, more jealous and especially more controlling
- Boastful and talkative though again can control it
- Sore loser
- Hedonistic
- Does not handle his emotions very well
- Does not take responsibility, he would rather sweep it under the rug or point fingers at someone who is also a part of the problem
- Selfish
- Dominative
- Ambitious
- Wanting and needing have blurry lines to him
- Mood swings


In-Depth
Fynlo was naturally born a harpy and he is proud of it. There is nothing more to him esteemed then a good harpy. It gave him an upper leg and some power behind him. Not only that but was he was one of the extremely few males. Fynlo was born with a foot up in the world and seeks to keep it the way. He is proud of his nature and his business man appeal. Fynlo has learned screaming and fighting like savages over wealth does not quite work as well as cheating a good man out of his money or bargaining into wealth.

Patience was never his virtue. Fynlo struggles to wait. Waiting is something he has come to despise. Waiting wastes time and time is a precious thing. Fynlo’s time like he is a very valuable thing and he has no attention of wasting it. He pushes things forward constantly. He is not patient with other people and is not afraid to state so. He has no time for people who waste time or are slow, he can think of hundreds better things to do off the top of his head than wait. Wasting is something the harpy has never been fond of when something can be put to good use.

If a person had to choose one word to sum up Fynlo that word would be greed. His greed is past levels of comprehension, almost past levels that are humanly possible. He focuses purely and only on gaining items. He focuses on what aspects are needed. He is greedy of wealth. He is greedy of power. He is greedy of control. It is the sole driving thing behind him. Every action he does, everything he does is related to a sense of greed be it of material items, greed of pleasure or greed of others. Fynlo is nearly the embodiment of greed.

Possession is also a domineering quality of his. He likes to control what happens with his items. He likes to feel ownership to the point he controls. He desires to restrict relationships when it comes to people and shift their focus onto him and only him. He wants their constant attention even though he is not begging for it. For items he tends to make sure they are known to be his. He does not like them to leave his house or others to be touching. Possession leaves him with a sense of control and security. He wants to feel secure about his items, as would anyone no? He just tends to do it in a much more blatant and obvious way.

Jealously is not a vice of the creature but a virtue. He sees nothing wrong about it. He tends to get envious more in situations effecting things he owns but he is not above it being aimed towards the few people better off than him. He is the sort of neighbor to turn green with envy when you would get a nice car. He would also be the sort to go off and buy another, better car. Fynlo is not a man to be outdone and uses jealously as only a fuel to do better and to outdo. Jealously as much as it could hinder Fynlo has become over the ages sharpened to the point of helping him. Fynlo has been around too long, enough to where he has begun to use his many flaws to his own success.

It is not hard to see that a possessive creature would also be extremely controlling. He likes to control actions of people he knows indirectly or directly, whatever way possible. He finds pleasure in it, in some sort of sick twist. He wants to influence their actions to the point they do what he wants. He wants a world filled with puppets only use to the warmth of his own hands. His controlling is a compulsive thing seen in every relationship he possesses. It might not be obvious in every situation or with every person, but the closer a person gets the more controlling and possessive he becomes.

He tends to be inquisitive. Fynlo tends to be a thinker beneath what seems like a strictly business shell. There is a bit of odd harpy philosophy behind him. Humanity has been a mistress he has fallen for and she will always have his attention and thoughts. He seeks to learn about humans and his natural curiosity though aimed at many things is most heavily on humanity’s odd traits. He does not understand how the same species that can kill off its own kind can also preach about peace. He does not understand sadness. He does not understand how abusive parents can leave a shattered child. He does not understand music or the arts unless the person is the artist or musician making the money, or using a piece of art for a statement. He does not understand “beauty” in some senses. He understands “fairer” men and women but beauty in flowers given to a lover is beyond him. Love is also beyond him.

Fynlo is a demanding and needy creature. He needs too many things, too use to the privileged life. He is the spoiled child only he is also the reason why the child is spoiled. He wants his things, he wants things from others. He will demand of them, he will force them. He requires a lot to just be around much less anything serious. Fynlo has come to view the world as revolving around him. Everything that happens must be in his best interest and for his own sake. The world revolves around him because he makes it through hard work, but the arrogance is still an overwhelming thing.

The bird only speaks the language of items and material wealth. He is so materialistic he cannot see use in items he cannot use for power; or have their own weight and worth. He is all for the fancy coats, the jewelry, the nice car and maybe a piece of art on the wall if it screams “I have too much money to spend.” Yet, he finds no use in other aspects. He does not see the value in poetry unless you are making money off it. He reads it himself if only to try and piece together why it exists. He does not understand the pleasure of telling a fictional tale unless you are in a crowd. Nothing will be worth anything to him, items, humans, or land unless he can own it, use it, and be proud of it.

Fynlo is power hungry. It is a revolving cycle with greed and control. He is greedy for power and control. Power allows a man to be greedy. Control is executing power and greed. Essentially when it comes down to it, the three things are the same thing for him. He wants power, enjoys it. He likes knowing he is on top of a giant beast he can control. Power makes control possible. He wants to influence people in his own ways. Power is simply a fancy word for control and possession, things he loves. He is constantly thriving for more power and what he has he flaunts. He is already a powerful creature and carries himself with that unforgivingly brazen air.

Negative energy to him is what candy is to a kid. He does not essentially need it, more he likes it in the sociopathic, insane way. Like the bully in the playground Fynlo will “push down” anyone he finds for his own enjoyment. He will find pain even if he has to cause it. His thirst for this makes him a rather unstable person in relationships if he is not making a deal or it is business. He has begun to feed off misery, such a strange and common thing for humans. The negative energy was amusing at first but soon developed into an “energizing” thing like an attention whore is energized by attention. Pain is a funny thing to him. He is the sort to laugh as the main character’s lover is killed on screen. He is the sort to start paying attention in a movie when blood is being shed. Fynlo has come to grow too fond of the merciless, bloodlust of humanity and all the pain it brings. It fits him well.

There is no way to get around it. Fynlo is arrogant. He is cocky about himself and he is sure he is above everyone else. Mortals are no question, but gods can be another story. He will hold his head and smile at them but his arrogant attitude will always be there. He can hold himself above them in his head at least. He holds himself almost too high, a bit delusional to the point he might start talking off something close to his own power. He is a strong being but he is no Lucifer, Gabriel, or God. He likes to think he is at least Gabriel though; he has the wings and everything.

He has never had a problem on spending money on himself in stupid ways if only show off. There is nothing stingy about him when it comes to himself. It is when it comes to other people he gets stingy. He does not like giving even if for higher gain. He likes to keep his things. He does not like giving to people because it is exactly the opposite of what he is. He wants to gain everything but give nothing. As much as he hates it he has learned it is the most successful way to become rich; honestly cheat men out of their wealth and items.

Honesty was never a trait he enjoyed. Honesty was a hard talking thing he struggled to claim and tame. Fynlo is brilliant in his own sense. Through greed and selfishness he could see, the best way to power was not by setting up a bad name but an average one. It was hard to do deals when a man steals and robs, easier when a man is looking for loopholes to cheat you. Fynlo figures all men and creatures do so, so, it is almost an obligation to look to cheat a man so he learns if he can. It is business that forces what should have been a pathological liar to be at least a half truthful man.

Men enjoy to be entrained. Apparently so do harpies. Fynlo enjoys being entertained. He looks for it not constantly, even his brain needing a break now and then. Fynlo is a man who would have adored the days of gladiators. He finds pleasure in the wars, in the chaos of human nature. Somehow he cannot find pleasure in watching theater but blood never fails. He watches wars like a man does boxing. He entertains himself with his own curious thoughts and shows almost a streak of adventure, doing daring things others would not. He looks for entertainment in conversations. Entertainment though comes naturally with business as he finds pleasure in it. He does not see the difference between entertainment and pleasure at times.

As much as the man deals mean comments, hurtful truths and criticism he is not fond of it himself. He does not honestly care what people think about him; it just is annoying. He does not like to have lowly things like mortals tell him how to improve his contract skills when he made one of the finest with the demon of sloth. He cannot see how a person, a lowly person who has seen so little can somehow even dish out a remotely accurate criticism on him. He views himself too highly to accept it. If they have a problem and want him to improve then that is their problem , no?

If there was one man to avoid trying to cheat out of business it would be Fynlo. He does not take it as a business transaction. He takes it personal. Anything done to interfere with business is therefore interfering with his money and him. He becomes just as revengeful if not more of someone trying to prohibit his wealth. As much as a person could not put him quickly on the streets due to his well, sheer wealth; the more he loses the more vivid and determined for revenge he gets. Putting a few talons through someone’s body for trying to rip him off his not beyond him.

Morals are no obligation of his or simply do not exist. There is one thing that matters and it is himself. His selfishness and lack of care or knowledge of what is right or wrong leaves Fynlo only out to please himself. There is nothing he would not do, nothing he would not sacrifice for his own self gain and pleasure. What he wants in that moment becomes the goal and he is willing to do anything. It can be something small like getting a cup of coffee in the morning to completely making a fortune that week in the stock markets. Things have value, but nothing as much as him. If Fynlo was a god he would be one of what seemed unbridle chaos, doing whatever he pleased, killing and sacrificing whatever he pleased for whatever he wanted in the moment. It is his forced honesty and forced “character” that keeps the man from being what would seem a devil of mayhem. Fynlo knows limits if only for his growth. But, he is still willing to do everything and anything he must do. There are no statements more justified for his actions then “because I felt like it,” “because I wanted it,” and “because it helps me get-“.

Fynlo is territorial and very animally so. There is nothing easier to send him into annoyance than a stranger on his land. There is nothing more than someone wanting his land. Natural instincts dictate he defends it. He is the sort to pay for ridiculous fences around far too much land. He is the sort to hear a sound at night and scream at it. It is odd behavior he deems more than normal but if anything it almost makes him look paranoid. He is quick to defend when it comes to land. He is protective of his land and will do anything to keep it his and “safe.” He is the sort where not even a mouse goes unheard through his house.

The harpy is naturally watchful maybe due to his inquisitive nature and overall species. He notices the little details and does not seem to miss them. His eyes are constantly open, looking for something to catch. It helps Fynlo get a better picture of what is going and keep a better control of what is going on. It allows him to learn more readily; knowing the small things. It makes lying hard and cheating hard because Fynlo is observant enough to the point he’ll notice a quickened pulse. He is the sort to notice a slight twitch. It gives him a heads up and a slightly better ability to read people.

The bird has odd traits we would not associate as normal. His origins are less than human and it shows at time. He will click his tongue repeatedly if he is completely furious and maybe once or twice if he is getting terribly annoyed. He is the sort to scream, screech and call like a furious hellion bird. He has grown to push himself into human “norms” but alone he tends to be much primitive (if that is the correct word), yet somehow is still the old wise owl, except it is exactly that, an owl.

There is no question he enjoys a little chaos in his cereal, a little blood for an appetizer. Fynlo has no problem starting it either. It rolls around with his morals, his unfettered nature. He likes to see mortals squirm; he likes to mess with their brains (and he is good at it too). His curiosity for human nature is the cause. Fynlo is no better than the bully in the playground, shoving children down for his own entertainment. It is an unstable aspect to the man that gives him a chaotic, somewhat scary edge. Fynlo is already a thing that has some power behind him much less needs this sort of nature.

He is good at what he does and tearing people down is one of them. He likes to play mental games and after about, seven to a good five hundred years of doing it he has gotten rather good at it. His ability to pick up on little cues allows him to figure out what hurts and what does not as he is saying it even. He can pound it into it their mind and he is not afraid to get his hands dirty to do so. He does not do it often though, inclined to do so once bored with someone or once furiously angry where beatings are not wanted or will not quite get the job done as he wants it to.

He views himself too highly to the point everything underneath him gets annoying. His tolerance is low if not non-existent. Fynlo annoys incredibly easy. He usually tries to threaten the annoyance off and some get rid of it unless of course it interferes with business. Anger though is something he has come to control. When he finally becomes angry, he breaks down. All control is lost and traded for violence. He acts like a child throwing a temper tantrum only throwing the couch at you instead of kicking you with its small feet. He knows how he is and uses to his advantage. Once a person has come to fear his anger or has come to get a good inkling what it is, he threatens it to get what he wants.

A possessive creature at heart, he enjoys doing and using that trait of his. He likes to make what is his known to be his. He wants everyone to know what is his as “Fynlo’s.” Just shy of going around the house and printing his name on everything, to every blade of grass Fynlo exerts it by making it impossible for others to obtain. He shows off things, constantly reminding in conversations they are his. When it comes to owning a person, he wants everyone to know he owns them but quite frankly it is more fun to get it through their own heads they are nothing but a belonging.

He likes to show off; if doing it indirectly to get across something is his, or if doing it is to establish his power. He feeds off envy aimed at him more than he does negative emotions even. He wants people to notice, he wants to be the one showing it off. He knows what envy is like making it much more fun in other people. He wants people to know they are bested. There is no better way than making someone green with envy. Jealously is his well sharpened vice and virtue but it is the also the sugar in his tea.

It is sometimes easy to forget his age if swallowed up by his need for entertainment. It can seem child-like or like that of youthful man. It is easy to forget there is age behind the calculating eyes. Yet, his superiority at anything dealing with human money and sheer intelligence brings that reality back to shape. His talents make it hard to deny, there is far too much practice behind him. He can be insightful, having seen history repeat itself over and over and humans that begin to run together. There are some things behind him that seem human, but there is always an archaic touch to him beneath the façade.

Hoarding could be considered a problem if a man can hoard gold and nice things. He is like that thieving bird that steals away all the village’s nice things to his own nest. He sits on a pile of practical material wealth and he keeps it that way throughout the ages. He is not afraid to spend but he is surely not afraid to keep. He does not hoard trash or junk that others throw. He hoards the gold. He hoards the fine jewelry, nice jewelry and exotic people. Fynlo is so completely wealthy hoarding takes on a completely different name and picture.

Mutiny is something he cannot stand. He will not put up with anyone standing up against him. He will not take a small, weak thing yelling at him or telling him he is wrong. He is the abusive ship captain that pulls out the plank at the slight sniff of negative attitude towards him. He will not put up with any bullshit but it strikes a different chord with people he owns. He has their rights, owns them really. Who are they to stand up to him? Less than the foolish business man he meets at a party. He is not afraid to get dirty and get rid of people to make sure this is not tolerated.

There is some taste of revenge behind him. Fynlo will not let things go. He is a creature to hold a grudge though he will smirk it off and laugh with a hidden, breathing annoyance. If he does not snap he waits and calculates the sweetest revenge. He may get angry; hit and beat, but it is once he cools off he begins truly to see how to make his mark. He looks for it even in the smallest situations for even the smallest bit of revenge. Revenge though and not letting a person push you around give you an attitude of intolerance for general bullshit aimed in your direction, exactly what he needs. Fynlo has always had a loud bark, not afraid to yell and scream. He is not afraid to bad mouth or ridicule but Fynlo has sharp talons and no fear of using them. He is not a dog to sit and lie after a kick.

As much as he plays the rich, clean, snobby and wealthy man well Fynlo is not afraid to get dirty. He is not afraid to roll around in the mud in fine clothes in the literal and metaphorical sense. If he must get his hands dirty for success, nothing will stop him. It is this that sets him apart from most rich men. Fynlo would be willing to go to the dark side of town that most millionaires and billionaires would not even drive their car in a twenty mile radius of. It sets him apart, giving him an overly ambitious edge.

He is smart (as said) beneath his attitude and fine clothes. He is smart about human nature. He is smart, calculative and at takes the time to plan out actions and business ordeals. He is not the sort to jump head first though it comes off that way. He thinks fast and can quickly lay out a list of pros and his cons. He can see a deal in less than seconds and can manipulative as if a second nature. He has been around long enough to know when a man is trying to cheat him. He does it too much and he seen it too much not to know what to look for. His age gives him an upper hand above the creatures he has lived 15 to 20 times longer than, maybe ten if you pull out an old man.

He can see how things will usually play out. He knows how money works and he knows how humans work. He knows how to get a good deal because he has done it too many times. Fynlo can provide an incredibly insightful view when it comes to business, enough where he has been hired before to look at a situation and give his advice which is not limited from including how to cheat the loopholes back to success. At times this upper hand and such knowledge can be suspicious. An unknowing man can assume it is nothing more but a genius, a creature who knows the supernatural would have an idea. Yet, Fynlo is as blatant as possible about his inhuman origins. He does not try to blend in but knows better than to come fully out.

Sadness is an odd emotion. It is one he never can say he has felt. It is a foreign idea to him along with hurt (Slightly) and he seeks it in humans for this reason. He is not past feeling it, just has not in his many years felt it. His lack of attachment to most things makes it hard to feel this and hurt. He has seen it go on too long to know attachment comes with these burdens but he is not beyond falling to them though he has seen them and knows what to look for.

Tolerance is something he does not possess and never has. He struggles to tolerant people. Stupidity is something he cannot stand along with laziness ( he feels blessed he gets to take care of the most guilty of this sin). Yet, in a deal he is not allowed to be intolerant. Fynlo has forced himself to at least be able to whip it out though he finds no reason to. He is not very good at and it drives him crazy not to chide on someone, but tolerance is something he will possess to get what he needs.

He does not come off as that playful at times but it is there, somewhere deep. It is a hidden trait of his though it rears his head now and then and is very rare. He would much rather be entertained then be doing it. He would much rather watch blood fall but now and then it comes up. It is odd as it is sometimes caught next that ancient “personality trait”. It is obvious when he is in it. His push and shoves become lighter and friendlier. His playful mood leaves him in a much more friendly mood than he usually is in almost giving a night and day appearance.

He loves to control and has a good grip on himself. He controls his actions and thoughts. He restrains when all he wishes to do is punch and kick. It is for business; for his own wealth and growth. Greed forces him to want and he is good at wanting and getting. Fynlo will twist every aspect of him, every personality trait to get the money, get the wealth. Just as he has no limits on everyone else to get what he wants, he lacks it when it comes to himself. When there is no reason to control himself and no deal to be made the façade falls off and the control is lost. When a person is not affecting his wallet it allows them to see his more true colors.

Fynlo stands out from the crowd. He is willing to do whatever he must. He does not like conventional paths. He leads the way in new ideas. He is the sort of person to start something different. He would be the person to lead on a different age. Nothing holds him back, especially not the ways a man is supposed to live; he is too high above men for their standards. This thinking allows him liberation where a common man is chained. His morals also allow for this sort of freedom.

A lack of shame is one of the reasons that is possible. Fynlo does not feel shame. He does not care what others think about him unless it affects his money. Shame is a foreign concept he does not understand, simply another human trait he will never fully comprehend. He lacks any sense of it. Shame is completely beyond him. Shame is what Subway’s sandwiches are to McDoland’s, a foreign concept that makes no sense. Fynlo finds it a curious thing though and finds fun manipulating it like many things into people.

Human life has never held much value to him. They are dispensable, useable things. They are tools and pawns to be used when needed. Humans are no more to him than property or items, something to own, something to destroy when it gets in the way, or something to use. He is always above them. Supernatural creatures generally fall in the same ideal, only the strongest ones he cannot push around get a sliver of respect but he can still use them. He does not care about others. He does not care about others feeling. He does not care who he ruins for his own gain. His lack of care for others leaves Fynlo a complete asshole.

Empathy and sympathy are another human trait he does now know. He can feign it if he must but he does not understand it. He does not understand feeling sorry for someone. He does not understand the ability to put one’s self in other people’s shoes or feel their pain. He is too self-centered to know what it means. He will never be able to relate to people and when put in a situation he must or feelings are involved, he is blunt and lacking. Fynlo does not try to hide it unless he must.

Fynlo might not truly care about others but that might not be the best at all times in his career. If he lacks a human quality he can fake it perfectly like an actor. He does not overdo it, instead playing it as much as possible with his personality. He has created a feasible blend of selfishness and selflessness, enough where doing business with him is like doing business with another man with a little more respect. Though, if he can get away without endangering his good wealth or whatever pertains to that, he will. No use in hiding your true colors if you do not have to no?

He is not the sort of person to be expressing his feelings. He is not the sort to be caring. But the more dependent he becomes of a person the more he becomes an asshole. He becomes more possessive, more controlling, and more jealous. His insecurities and underlying paranoia shows its true colors when he becomes more and more attached to someone. He is more chaotic and more unhinged. His true nature shows more brightly to this person. The more Fynlo likes a person the more he can get them to dislike him. It is rare but when it happens, it is just as powerful as his true personality.

The harpy is naturally talkative and boastful. He likes to talk about himself. He likes to boast about what he has. He likes to do so to seed envy into hearts. He likes to hear about his own achievements. He likes to hear himself speak. Fynlo likes to use it to control and to get. He uses it to pry out information. He can contain it though. He will use it to manipulative he can use it for his own personal gain. Though unbridled he is open and talkative. He does not understand that topics can be touchy. Unbridled Fynlo easily and freely talks. He is not the boastful idiot; his words are still smooth and well thought out. He talks like that esteemed cocky business man, an edge of arrogance in his smooth talk versus the bragging idiot with a rough as a sandpaper words.

He does not lose well. It can be anything. It can be a small card game to a huge fund. The bigger the situation the angrier he gets and the scarier he becomes. Losing is not something he is fond of and he shows it. He becomes revengeful and seeks to replicate that loss and more onto the winner. He is determined to make up for his loss when it comes down to it. He will try anything in his power to redeem himself and lay waste to the person who caused it. If it is beating someone’s ass into submission in chess and then tripping them on their way out the door to completely ruining someone’s life who ruined a good deal of his.

Fynlo seeks pleasure. He believes he deserves pleasure. Pleasure is a thing to seek. There is no shame, there is no wrong. His morals bend to what he pleases. His morals are open to anything and feed this drive for pleasure. He will always seek it. He will seek to avoid pain on his end but cause it on others for his own satisfaction. What Fynlo wants, what pleases Fynlo is what comes first and foremost. There is nothing neither too wild nor too extreme that he would not do for himself and his pleasure.

Immunity to emotions is not something he possesses. He can still feel. He can feel angry and annoyed. He can feel pleased and happy. He can feel hurt though it is rare. His emotions quick, small and vivid; but the heavy and true ones are even more brilliant. His anger is not a soft anger; it is a violent and red one. His happiness is a bountiful thing. He does not handle his own emotions very well though has some control on them. Emotions are something completely beyond him, in himself and others though others he simply does not care.

It is not his fault. He makes mistakes but they are far and few in between. His true mistakes happen once in a while but he will never admit to it. When it comes down to it, if he and another person are both wrong together and both are the cause of a problem it becomes the fault of the other person. He does not take responsibility. There is no need to, even when he is solely at fault. He will sweep it under the rug unless there is another person involved. He does not illogically point figures, but he will still point if he is most of the reason and the person is only 10 percent of the problem.

His morals tell it well enough, the man is selfish. He has never cared about others. He has never cared about anything other than himself. He is out for only himself. It is a dog eat dog world and Fynlo helps fuel these fires. He is always looking for himself. All his actions have his own growth in his mind. It is one of the traceable things. Whatever action he is doing, it is for his own good, pleasure or growth. He is looking out for himself; others are simply obstacles, pawns, or tools. He has seen it in people though and it is the one thing in humans he is not that curious about. Selfishness on the other hand is something he does not understand for there is always some underlying selfishness.

Dominance is a trait a person could see coming from a mile away. He thrives to be the alpha. Fynlo is naturally superior in his own mind. There is no reason to hide it. Domination is only a form of control, a core of the harpy. He will not be second, he will not be third. He will always want to be first in control especially in his house and on his own grounds. It seeps into his business in little ways a person might not notice. The shaking of the hand with a firm grasp and then a grab on the arm; which seems friendly but all know it is not and is controlling move. He knows how to state his position in businessman lingo.

Ambition is thick in him. He is determined to succeed. He is determined to get more and wealthier. He is determined to become better. He has goals, long term and short. He plans his actions well and his ambition is one of the few admirable traits about him. He desires nothing more than power, wealth and success. He has the drive to get what he wants and the means to do it. Fynlo and his ambition are like a locomotive, a force when started that is nearly impossible to stop once it gets going until it reaches its destination.

Harpies seem to have the tendency to not know the difference between wanting and needing. Gold becomes as important as food and water. Wealth and power become more important than nights spent under a roof and with a somewhat full stomach. Fynlo to get in the human world had to learn the difference and he did. He knows the difference though the line is blurry. When he wants something incredibly bad it turns into a need. His needs become weighed out by it. It is an open flaw and he is aware of it to the point of taking steps to try and at least make it so he does not become infatuated with the idea of something. Infatuation is not a good thing, especially in harpies.

Fynlo is known for his mood swings. He can be happy one moment and angry the next. He gets so irritated so fast and quickly it makes him seen bipolar. Little things set him off but he has grown to lapse easily out of annoyance if bribed with something he likes, be it small knowledge or something else. This gives Fynlo and even more instable aspect to him. The only good thing being his true anger is still rare.

Fynlo is the wild harpy whose eyes gleam of greed and mouth grins with power.




Off Forum History:

Overview

- Born and does not get along with mother but does not care. They are pretty much the same and harpies raise their children different. Leaves the roost
- Decides he wants to be able to shift between a human form and harpy form
- Makes a deal with Belphegor when he is around 100; Fynlo collects souls of those most guilty of sloth and gets a demon that tells him where this person is and shifts him between forms
- Becomes human a hundred years afterwards so around when he is 200 years
- Wealthy man and meets lots of people
- Modern day


Story
- Fynlo is born to a mother who is a complete asshole like him.
- Both are territorial things and possessive of their items. They fought more like birds then humans, both at points trying to kill each other. Fynlo left his mother with a few scars, one across her neck when he almost killed her
- Fynlo leaves the mother somewhat beaten and angry when he leaves after ten years. Takes a bunch of her stuff to spite her
- Overall he wasn’t an asshole because of her, he just was. He really did not care. His mother and his frays were normal for harpies. Their relationships with their kids and just over all they are more animalistic then humans? It is why Fynlo cannot see how beating a kid can fuck them over
- As a young harpy he spends a decade or two doing normal things, stealing, getting himself some land and whatever else he can find. Gathers items but becomes fascinated with people
- People are odd and Fynlo is smart. He starts to make his own plans to become human though keeps it to himself. Decides this around age 30-40
- Step one make himself an esteemed harpy. Fights to hell before he gets a fair bit of territory and wealth. It was hard but wasn’t? He is one of the few male harpies so physically he was better off but harpies are female dominated
- Gets to that esteemed level?? Cannot decide if he has children or not. Probably too overly fascinated with people to really want to touch other harpies
- Step two was to pretty much write out the deal and summon. Writes out pretty much every little detail on the deal
- Summons the demon Belphegor when he’s 101 years old and hands him the written deal. Fynlo is one of the first harpies to make a deal with a demon. Uses his status and the fact he is the demon of sloth to get a deal
- Deal has many details but brakes down into this: Fynlo agreed to kill the creature guiltiest of Sloth every ten years exactly at midnight. Fynlo gets a lesser demon that tells him who this is. This lesser demon is pretty much just a blob of power under his control. As long as the demon is touching him he will be in his human form if not he is a harpy again. Demon can be anything but Fynlo prefers him as articles of clothes, an amulet, or tattoo. He still wanted what magic came with being a harpy and a bit of black magic. He will get his human form in a century after showing he is not pulling Belphegor’s leg. Even made sure he was the same height in both forms for adjustment issues. Demon listens to directed thoughts or when he speaks.
- He spends a century collecting before he is rewarded
- HUMANITY!!!!! gains the ability to shift at the Isle of Man and takes a common christian name at the time, Fynlo
- Works people over. Meets a bunch of creatures and becomes rich and wealthy
- Insert some filler here
- Does some stuff for He of the Forest
- More filler
- Modern day



Forum History:
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Other:
- Drag races because dammit that is exciting. Has a Black 1969 Chevrolet Camaro ZL1
- probably as a weeeee bit of a "shiny" thing from being around and looking for so many precious metals
- maybe a slight bit of dress up but more with the ancient gold and other rich thing he has etc, likes to show off
- I was not lying about him eating people
- Knows tons of languages
- Not much of a sugar tooth would much rather have something like meat
- Anyone have any questions?? what does one put here

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Mine, boys, mine ev'ry mountain
And dig, boys, dig 'til ya drop
Grab a pick, boys
Quick, boys
Shove in a shovel
Uncover those lovely
Pebbles that sparkle and shine
It's gold and it's mine, mine, mine
Dig and dig and dig and diggety ...
Dig and dig and dig and diggety ...
Hey nonny nonny
Ho nonny nonny
Oh, how I love it!
Riches for Cheap!
There'll be heaps of it ...
And I'll be on top of the heap!

[Kaili]

My rivals back home
It's not that I'm bitter
But think how they'll squirm
When they see how I glitter!
The ladies at court
Will be all a-twitter
The king will reward me
He'll knight me ... no, lord me!

It's mine, mine, mind
For the taking
It's mine, boys
Mine me that gold!
With those nuggets dug ...

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Art:
I should go get that other onnnnne

ahahahaha mother hen by moons
Sketchbook awesomeness by moons
And some more of that same sketchbook by moons
The another one is not working but she did another awesome one

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It's glory they'll gimme
My dear friend, King Jimmy
Will probably build me a shrine
When all of the gold is mine


Dig and dig and dig and diggety
Dig and dig and dig and diggety-dig!

All of my life, I have searched for a land
Like this one
A wilder, more challenging country
I couldn't design
Hundreds of dangers await
And I don't plan to miss one
In a land I can claim
A land I can tame
The greatest adventure is mine!

[Kaili]

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Things to do

• Should go edit in his weakness and more about his harpy self!!!

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