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Personal Area
Name: Fang (His birth name translates to this, but sounds like an expletive in the common tongue.)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Elementalist (Pretends to be a barbarian)
Appearance: Fang is super buff (Magic steroids; it's a thing) and stands at 6'6", making him pretty freaking tall. His skin is tanned, the color of that perfect golden-brown toasted marshmallow that you din't have the patience to make. His hair is black with a white streak and long enough to reach the bottom of his shoulder blades, (He likes to style it, so the style isn't consistent) and his eyes are gold. There's a tattoo on his upper right arm, and three scars running vertically through his left eye.
Outfit: Fang wears a fur loincloth (which goes all the way around, so it's technically more of a kilt) that goes down to his knees, secured by a leather belt. He has boots that go up to his knees, and leather bracers that cover the entirety of his forearms. Both are lined with fur. On his chest, Fang wears a leather harness with a pauldron attached to the left shoulder. His head is covered by a horned metal helmet that covers his entire head, save a small slit for his eyes, and a fur cape covers his back.
Personality: Fang acts very loud and proud, and likes to show off. However, he's all talk. He actually gets scared by his own shadow, and loses his composure faster than you can kill a slime. He's very excitable, and makes rash decisions for a chance to show off, but rarely commits because he's so easily frightened.
Backstory: Fang was raised in a barbarian tribe in the mountains, which was relatively peaceful for a while, until a bunch of monsters attacked his village, and slaughtered everyone. Fang was the only survivor, simply because he was the last one attacked, and he accidentally unleashed a surge of lightning on the one that attacked him. However, the lightning struck him as well, bleaching part of his hair white.
Fang headed to Galandir, and found himself in the care of an archmage that wanted to take him in as her student. He accepted, until not even ten minutes later, Fang found out about a particular warrior subclass and decided that he wanted to do that instead. By doing so, Fang accidentally revealed his origins, and got kicked out.
Fang, not letting this discourage him, underwent intense training (Read: took the aforementioned and slightly illegal magic steroids) and even went as far as making a fake card with his desired class on it. He did try his hand at magic, but only as a hobby.
Likes: The "barbarian warrior" archetype, magic, his hair
Dislikes: Pants, the oppressive system called "classes", being asked to use magic
Fears: Being outed as a mage, and pretty much anything bigger than him
Major Flaw: Is completely ignoring his calling
Also, klutzy as hell and easily frightened
Magic and Body Area
Racial Magic: None
Chant Spells:
•Firebolt (does what you think it would)
•Cleansing Spring (Summons water orbs that heal and remove poison)
•Cone of Cold (Freezes stuff in front of him)
•Windrider (Increases speed of Fang and his party)
•Stone Armor (Elemental Armor)
Fang knows the following spells, but can't cast them with the steroids inhibiting his magic:
•Meteor Shower (Summons meteors)
•Summon Golem (Go on, guess)
•Tempest (Summons a giant thunderstorm)
Skill Magic:
•Slightly illegal magic steroids that greatly increase his physical strength, but weaken his magic by the same amount.
Items:
•Leather armor (helmet is plate)
•Two-handed sword
•Spellbook
•Food
•Money,
•Health potions
Name: Fang (His birth name translates to this, but sounds like an expletive in the common tongue.)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Elementalist (Pretends to be a barbarian)
Appearance: Fang is super buff (Magic steroids; it's a thing) and stands at 6'6", making him pretty freaking tall. His skin is tanned, the color of that perfect golden-brown toasted marshmallow that you din't have the patience to make. His hair is black with a white streak and long enough to reach the bottom of his shoulder blades, (He likes to style it, so the style isn't consistent) and his eyes are gold. There's a tattoo on his upper right arm, and three scars running vertically through his left eye.
Outfit: Fang wears a fur loincloth (which goes all the way around, so it's technically more of a kilt) that goes down to his knees, secured by a leather belt. He has boots that go up to his knees, and leather bracers that cover the entirety of his forearms. Both are lined with fur. On his chest, Fang wears a leather harness with a pauldron attached to the left shoulder. His head is covered by a horned metal helmet that covers his entire head, save a small slit for his eyes, and a fur cape covers his back.
Personality: Fang acts very loud and proud, and likes to show off. However, he's all talk. He actually gets scared by his own shadow, and loses his composure faster than you can kill a slime. He's very excitable, and makes rash decisions for a chance to show off, but rarely commits because he's so easily frightened.
Backstory: Fang was raised in a barbarian tribe in the mountains, which was relatively peaceful for a while, until a bunch of monsters attacked his village, and slaughtered everyone. Fang was the only survivor, simply because he was the last one attacked, and he accidentally unleashed a surge of lightning on the one that attacked him. However, the lightning struck him as well, bleaching part of his hair white.
Fang headed to Galandir, and found himself in the care of an archmage that wanted to take him in as her student. He accepted, until not even ten minutes later, Fang found out about a particular warrior subclass and decided that he wanted to do that instead. By doing so, Fang accidentally revealed his origins, and got kicked out.
Fang, not letting this discourage him, underwent intense training (Read: took the aforementioned and slightly illegal magic steroids) and even went as far as making a fake card with his desired class on it. He did try his hand at magic, but only as a hobby.
Likes: The "barbarian warrior" archetype, magic, his hair
Dislikes: Pants, the oppressive system called "classes", being asked to use magic
Fears: Being outed as a mage, and pretty much anything bigger than him
Major Flaw: Is completely ignoring his calling
Also, klutzy as hell and easily frightened
Magic and Body Area
Racial Magic: None
Chant Spells:
•Firebolt (does what you think it would)
•Cleansing Spring (Summons water orbs that heal and remove poison)
•Cone of Cold (Freezes stuff in front of him)
•Windrider (Increases speed of Fang and his party)
•Stone Armor (Elemental Armor)
Fang knows the following spells, but can't cast them with the steroids inhibiting his magic:
•Meteor Shower (Summons meteors)
•Summon Golem (Go on, guess)
•Tempest (Summons a giant thunderstorm)
Skill Magic:
•Slightly illegal magic steroids that greatly increase his physical strength, but weaken his magic by the same amount.
Items:
•Leather armor (helmet is plate)
•Two-handed sword
•Spellbook
•Food
•Money,
•Health potions
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