- Who Am I...
- Romantic Interests
- Relationship Status
- My Story Is...
So here’s the thing, mom was a hero, like a big hero, and my dad was a forced villain, later saved, and became a hero in his own kinda way. The way he put how he ran his ‘hero’ years was “plan don’t plot, plotting gets you punched.”
They did their best to raise me out of the limelight while still teaching me everything they know, all the knowledge they’ve built up trained into me! Heck I even had my own dragon for a while! And then, well I didn’t anymore.
That was kinda the straw for me, I didn’t like the expectation that were put on me, hold up the family names, possibly risk my life one day for the greater good, lose more while fighting for said greater good. That’s not the life I want.
So I guess you can call this the rebellious unsupervised stage of my life. Let’s have some fun shall we.
- My Appearance
Apparent age: 24
Body Type: Athletic
Eyes: green/ purple when using magick
Clothing: Usually consists of black, tanned leather riding pants tucked into calf high black boots. A white, long sleeved tunic shirt with the sleeves rolled up to elbows.
Weapons: proficient in most weapons. Main great sword and great bow
Base mundane Magicks
Architect Void: ability to created almost any item as long as it is not organic. Can not reshape or destroy my creations.
- My Secrets Are...
They are called secrets for a reason.