Post by Nael on Jun 1, 2015 8:37:48 GMT
Name: Samael Rahl
Birthplace: Unknown
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age:Early twenties
Affiliation: None
Personality:
One could call Samael Childlike in nature. He is ever curious, and the world around him continues to expand and amaze him. To him there is nothing more important than learning. Whether it is information in books, from people, or any other source, as long as he can learn he will go out of his way to find things out. Things that peak his curiosity are met with a tenacity they have never seen. If it's a person things like: Privacy, personal space, and manners could go out the window entirely. Despite all of this though, Naivety is something Samael only feigns. With how quickly he learns, the way he acts, and how he approaches his problems, people have two responses. They either can't help but like him, or can't help but want to hurt him.
Physical Description:
Samael sticks out like a sore thumb even in the most crowded of areas. His hair starts ashen gray at the roots, but steadily turns to a light blue the longer it grows. Under both his eyes there are crescent tattoos. Each matches the light blue color of his hair. As for attire he wears what most would describe as tribal robes.The design and style match the elegant sort of robes one would expect mages to wear, but along both the shoulders and the chest it is adorned with various feathers, bones, and stones.
History:
Memories, skills, language, and even his name was taken from him when he received the curse. From the moment he woke up in the middle of the forest everything has been a learning experience for him. There wasn't a moment in his life he didn't spend learning, and once he stumbled upon civilization that desire turned into a need. It was from a local farming community that he learned about speech, tools, and people. It was also from them that he learned what it meant to be feared. Even if he got along unnaturally well with most people, staying in one place too long would always mean trouble for him. It was only when things got out of hand at the first place he knew as home that he found a name for himself. A local farmer's hand named Samael confronted him with a weapon drawn after finding out about the curse. With only animal instinct to drive him he cut down the other without even a moment of hesitation. There was no remorse from him for what he did, and he could feel the fear from them as well. Since he left he has never looked back. Since names seemed commonplace he took the name of the first person he killed. Whether as a sign of atonement, or a reminder of what he is capable of is unknown though. Now he simply wanders. Whether it be: Near or far, the people good or bad, or even dangerous for him, he thirsts for knowledge in all of its forms. It is his sole reason for existing, his only goal, and he won't let even the curse stop him from this.
Strength: ●●○○○
Endurance: ●●○○○
Agility: ●●○○○
Intelligence: ●●●●●
Perception: ●●●○○
Willpower: ●●●○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:
(passive)Stone Skin Level 1: Samael's body has an uncanny affinity towards the primal element of earth. As such a portion of his skin is covered in a rock like substance at all times. It is slow moving, and it only covers from the base of his neck to the top of his head in area. It can be used to defend himself from basic attacks and light weaponry, stop a wound from bleeding since it will seal up a part of his body, and increase his physical damage output slightly.
Whispering Wind Level 1: The first element he learned was the primal element of wind. In an eight foot radius around him he can create a gust of wind to attack his opponents. It acts as a slashing attack, cutting through objects in any direction he sees fit. When used it causes a high pitched noise right before striking. The amount of wind he can use for this attack can vary between the length of a dagger and the length of a short sword.
Birthplace: Unknown
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age:Early twenties
Affiliation: None
Personality:
One could call Samael Childlike in nature. He is ever curious, and the world around him continues to expand and amaze him. To him there is nothing more important than learning. Whether it is information in books, from people, or any other source, as long as he can learn he will go out of his way to find things out. Things that peak his curiosity are met with a tenacity they have never seen. If it's a person things like: Privacy, personal space, and manners could go out the window entirely. Despite all of this though, Naivety is something Samael only feigns. With how quickly he learns, the way he acts, and how he approaches his problems, people have two responses. They either can't help but like him, or can't help but want to hurt him.
Physical Description:
Samael sticks out like a sore thumb even in the most crowded of areas. His hair starts ashen gray at the roots, but steadily turns to a light blue the longer it grows. Under both his eyes there are crescent tattoos. Each matches the light blue color of his hair. As for attire he wears what most would describe as tribal robes.The design and style match the elegant sort of robes one would expect mages to wear, but along both the shoulders and the chest it is adorned with various feathers, bones, and stones.
History:
Memories, skills, language, and even his name was taken from him when he received the curse. From the moment he woke up in the middle of the forest everything has been a learning experience for him. There wasn't a moment in his life he didn't spend learning, and once he stumbled upon civilization that desire turned into a need. It was from a local farming community that he learned about speech, tools, and people. It was also from them that he learned what it meant to be feared. Even if he got along unnaturally well with most people, staying in one place too long would always mean trouble for him. It was only when things got out of hand at the first place he knew as home that he found a name for himself. A local farmer's hand named Samael confronted him with a weapon drawn after finding out about the curse. With only animal instinct to drive him he cut down the other without even a moment of hesitation. There was no remorse from him for what he did, and he could feel the fear from them as well. Since he left he has never looked back. Since names seemed commonplace he took the name of the first person he killed. Whether as a sign of atonement, or a reminder of what he is capable of is unknown though. Now he simply wanders. Whether it be: Near or far, the people good or bad, or even dangerous for him, he thirsts for knowledge in all of its forms. It is his sole reason for existing, his only goal, and he won't let even the curse stop him from this.
Strength: ●●○○○
Endurance: ●●○○○
Agility: ●●○○○
Intelligence: ●●●●●
Perception: ●●●○○
Willpower: ●●●○
High Magic: ●○○○○○○○○○
Mana: 10/10
Abilities:
(passive)Stone Skin Level 1: Samael's body has an uncanny affinity towards the primal element of earth. As such a portion of his skin is covered in a rock like substance at all times. It is slow moving, and it only covers from the base of his neck to the top of his head in area. It can be used to defend himself from basic attacks and light weaponry, stop a wound from bleeding since it will seal up a part of his body, and increase his physical damage output slightly.
Whispering Wind Level 1: The first element he learned was the primal element of wind. In an eight foot radius around him he can create a gust of wind to attack his opponents. It acts as a slashing attack, cutting through objects in any direction he sees fit. When used it causes a high pitched noise right before striking. The amount of wind he can use for this attack can vary between the length of a dagger and the length of a short sword.
