FINNIAN DAY – character intro“Now we’re talking. Maybe I should keep threatening y

FINNIAN DAY – character intro“Now we’re talking. Maybe I should keep threatening you till you tell me how you cheated to get that result.”Name: Finnian Cassiel DayAge: 15Appearance: Average height and light, flying-optimized build; very pale skin; thick, slightly wavy light blond hair, artfully messy to avoid looking too “mama’s boy”; large gray eyes; pretty face with prominent featuresFamiliar: White winged lion named AtlasStrengths: Flying; alchemy; combat magicMagic type: LightThe spoiled, wealthy heir to the prestigious Day family. Arrogant, bratty, a sore loser with an obsession with being the best; not above threats, blackmail and bullying tactics to get what he wants. A decent person deep down, but that’s knowledge you can blackmail him with. Owner of a pet snake named Anthony.Excerpt:Too slow.Gritting his teeth, Finnian threw a punch against the big screen of the stopwatch. Too slow. Again. Why couldn’t he do it? He was doing everything that exchange student bastard had done, and he still wasn’t getting faster. Why couldn’t he reach that guy’s time? What the hell did this stranger have that he didn’t?That guy…Conflicting emotions boiled up in Finnian’s veins, and none of them were good. He had to be cheating, he had to. He had probably manipulated his broom somehow, and that was the only reason why he had beaten Finnian’s time. Finnian was an outstanding flyer, one of the best in his generation, a rising star on the broom-racing sky. He couldn’t just stand there and take a defeat from a random stranger he had never seen before.The sun was setting. The air was growing chilly. His racing clothes did a decent job at protecting him from the elements, but even under the thick protective fabric he was starting to shiver. Soon it would be too dark to fly, and he still hadn’t figured out what he was doing wrong.Stop threatening people and practice. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing what that bastard had told him—that insolent jerk, who did he think he was? He hadn’t even responded to Finnian’s threats! Finnian hadn’t meant to blackmail him for real, of course. He had just wanted to rile him up, get under his skin like that guy had gotten under his. But apparently the exchange student had defeated him here too.He gritted his teeth. What would his parents say when they found out he had lost to some random no-name foreigner—what would his father say? He was a Day, heir to one of the oldest and most influential Light Mage houses in the country. He couldn’t afford losing. -- source link

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