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Name: Zyphrion Leonis
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Faerie(Human/Faerie)
Class: Sorcerer
Job: Mercenary
Racial Hostility: Anyone of human blood
Physical Description: Zyphrion to most extents resembles a normal undersized-human of athletic build He stands at 5' 3" with brown skin that is sun darkened. He wears his hair in long thin black dreads that fall over his pointed faerie ears and over his color shifting eyes(change according to mood, but usually a stark silver. He has learned to control the shifting, but at high stress levels he is unable to stop them) He contains tattoos all over his body, a mixture of pagan symbols and Celtic knot work that resemble his bonds to the earth. He always wears golden hoops through his earlobes and cartilage. He has faerie markings on his face so light that they are not seen upon first glance, but when he uses his powers they begin to glow. Despite his outward appearance of human, he does have one dominant trait that he keeps hidden... Zyphrion has a set of faerie wings that he keeps pinned to his back. when he enters a state of heightened fury, they are releasing from their prison a crimson red, with lighter red trimming running through them. - He wears 2 rings one on each hand given by his mother. These rings help to control his power and are the most valuable asset he owns. - He carries no weapons, as his body and powers are the greatest weapons he can wield.
Mental State: - Very arrogant, but becomes easily attached to those around him. - His biggest fear is himself and his past
Sample Paragraph: It took many years before he could step foot in this desolated village. He remembers the last time he was here... he remembers this place, the place where his mother lost her life. So calm and tranquil, a hollowed ground, he could feel her spirit on the wind and her blood that long ago soaked the earth. It wasn't a feeling of rage... but a feeling of love and compassion that saturated the area. How could she still love him after the atrocities he's committed, after he had ended her life and so many others in a single act of rage... in a display of power that was brought on by anger, spite, and jealousy. He was only half faerie, and he hated the others for the pain, the suffering, the ridicule he faced at the hands of those who were pure. He blamed them for the pain his mother suffered everyday in protecting him, the ridicule she faces just because he was her son... her half human son. They attacked her, put her on display... he attacked them, vowing to make them all pay for what they had put her through, but in the end his rage had consumed him... he had destroyed them all. He had killed not just the men, and the strong but all of them the women, the children the elders, all of them. When all the dust cleared he found her moments from death a casualty to the torrent of chaos that was flowing from him. In his rage, he had fatally harmed that which he vowed to protect. When he went to her side, tears stung his eyes as blood ran down his body... the blood of those he had slaughtered. He cried and begged for forgiveness, but she only looked up at him, with the same look she always gave him. The look that pierced into his very soul as she offered another protection which he did not deserve, she placed her rings into his hands... she needn't say anything to him he knew what it meant, 'stay strong, keep on living, I forgive you...' He stared back into that gaze, all the fire gone from his eyes, replaced with emptiness and depression, "How can you bless me with these after all that I've done," she just smiled at him, uttering only one word, "Love" and with that her eyes closed and her body dusted into the wind. She would always be there to watch over him. He stood up and turned his back to the never to be forgotten scene and placed the rings on his fingers. From now on, he would do what he could to set things right.
Yahoo ID: zyphrion@yahoo.com
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