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[ASPEN B.]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]he’s spent time in smaller groups throughout his time on his own. he never felt like any place was home though, so he continues to pack up and move whenever things get a bit boring. but, recently he’s begun to feel like he needs a space to stay. for that reason, aspen’s decided to see if any of the big groups would be a good place for him, a good fit. to start, he’s set his eyes on flintlock lodge because of it being so different from anywhere else he’s been. the snow and cold, he’s more than down to try it. in all honesty, aspen has a feeling that the cold will suit him, he’s excited about the clothes he’ll get to break out, as dumb as it sounds. he’s had a long, black coat in his back pack since he lost his father, he’s wanted a chance to wear it.

his skateboard is strapped to his back as he starts to encounter the snow and then the village started to come into view. before he reached it, aspen stopped for a moment to retrieve his coat and then slipped it on over his sweatshirt. as he gets to the different buildings, he begins to poke his head into the doors, knuckles knocking lightly against the wood, looking for any signs of life and people. a light whistle starts to leave his lips, making sure to take slow steps to make sure he doesn’t startle anyone and let flintlockers know that he isn’t a threat.

[pandora m.]

He wandered around when he was bored, down to the village, around in the woods. He was doing that when he stumbled upon Aspen knocking and peering into windows. Hearing a faint whistle he assumed was from him, Alton whistled back before fighting a smirk from appearing on his face. "What's up man?" he asked before holding his hands up as if to show he wasn't any threat.

"Listen I don't have a walkie talkie so I can't call anyone here but uh...I can walk with you up to the lodge if you want? That's where everyone is" he offered with a shrug, shoving his hands in his pockets as he walked closer to Aspen. Sure someone else could come along, which would definitely make things easier, but at least he had a jacket on so there wasn't an urgency to get to the lodge.

[RICHARD.]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]the youngest van doren had always assumed the place he grew up was his home. to be fair, it was the only place he ever truly knew, but even after the death of their parents and the disappearance of rover, it was where most of his family was. the last memory he had of the house were the family pictures on the ground surrounded by broken glass and bullet holes littering the walls like it was a shooting range instead of the home where nine children grew up. after he woke back up in the flintlock infirmary, he decided to try and not dwell on it much anymore, he didn’t want to feel the sadness that came along with thinking about the past. however, thoughts would drift into his head whenever he was falling asleep, wondering if there would ever be another chance to make it back into a home or if it was only capable of being a carcass of fading childhood memories.

sebastian was making his way down towards the village with max by his side, nodding his head along to her small lecture about not bringing an actual coat with him after he mentioned being cold. his attention was quickly pulled away from her to two more people standing in the village. "shhh," he dismissivly waved his hand at max, scrunching his nose up when she smacked it in return. ”don’t tell me to ‘shh’, [i]dickie.” normally he would be annoyed by the family nickname, but currently he was too focused on the figures they were nearing so he chose to ignore his older sister’s comment all together. he recognized one as alton and the other one seemed familiar, but it took a few moments of aggressively squinting at the guy to actually realize who it is. "hey, bowie! long time no see, man!" he stopped a few feet away from the older guy, the tone to his voice made it seem as if they knew each other for years instead of the very brief meeting they had along with joey, making max's eyebrows furrow together in confusion as she stopped alongside him.

"what brings ya all the way up to the mountains?"

[ASPEN B.]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]the response to his whistle makes bowie stop in his tracks, alarmed to an extent but relaxes when he spots the other man. the raised hand offered as an olive branch to him, easing the worry. “ [color=#80bfff]taking a stroll, “ he says with a small chuckle, obviously joking as he shrugged his shoulders; how the fuck could someone just end up this high up in the mountains while on a walk? he then gave a head nod, more of just a raise of his chin in agreement to follow alton to the lodge, “ [color=#80bfff]i’m aspen, “ he offers as he puts his hands into his pockets to get some warmth back into them. aspen felt as though his intention to join their group was obvious, having come all the way here.


“ [color=#80bfff]you can also call me- “ right as he’s about to tell him his nickname, a familiar voice takes his thunder, “ hey, bowie! “ the man quickly looks beyond alton to spot two others making their way towards them. one he recognizes, the boy, seb? if he’s remembering right, but then the girl who’s with him is a new face, but a stunning face. he’s met seb and his sister before, something starting with a j, before. he didn’t mind them, but seb talked a lot and seemed to really like him; aspen’s never been the clingy type, so it unnerved him some. as well, the closeness of the siblings was something he didn’t and still doesn’t understand. any super close knit family, one that is so close that it distressed those in it, just never sat well with him.

but, bowie is a civil man and offered a smile, some could consider it a tight smile, to seb and he gave another nod of his chin, “ [color=#80bfff]hey, man, “ he greets, “ [color=#80bfff]looking for a new place. seb... right? “ he asks, but his eyes are on max. out of a nervous tick, aspen’s hands go up to fix the black beanie on his head before extending a hand to max to shake, “ [color=#80bfff]and you are? “

[EDMUND.]

Home? This was never supposed to be home, merely just another place to stay. To survive. The Stirling family had seen life as they once knew it crash down all around them with little they could do to prevent or slow the destruction which seemed to follow behind their heels. Their life had once been glamorous and exciting - it all felt so easy when they were on top. But, when their reign came to an abrupt and violent end, Flintlock Lodge was the closest thing to a refuge as they could find.

Years later, this was home to Edmund. It was no refuge when all he could think of was how that life of crime seemed to go on by without his family. Nearly five years on after that incident and Alfred was no longer in the picture. Heir to the family business, Eddie knew that he ought to make his father proud, but he’d do so where he felt at home. Here, in Flintlock Lodge. This was his mountain of safety, as he hoped all other Flintlockers saw this group, too.

Upon seeing a small gathering nearby the village, Eddie wandered closer, gloved hands shoved deep into the pockets of his coat and rifle slung lazily over his shoulder. Brows quirked together briefly, features otherwise unreadable as he noted the newcomer who seemingly recognized Seb. Eddie stopped nearby, eyes flitting from Alton to Seb, then lingering on Maxine for a moment before looking back towards the newcomer. ❝ Looking for a new place. ❞ He couldn’t help but notice the way the newcomer’s gaze lingered on Max, a pang of an indescribable feeling settling uncomfortably in his stomach. But, Eddie chose to stand back, instead observing the greeting quietly. He’d only pipe up if he had to, but it seemed like the others had it all under control.

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags : updated 06/06]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund stirling
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty four // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ captain of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ boss of the stirling crime family
⋟ joined FL two years ago

appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole
⋟ 5'8ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: n/a
⋟ mental health - 60% // depression and deluded thoughts

personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor

relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, thomas & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, dominik, was killed
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ ex-husband to blake kegan // caught cheating
⋟ father of thomas, charlotte, kieron and louis moray

interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ mentally, he is slowly becoming undone from stress, grief and guilt
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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