Name: Azrael
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Species: Human/Angel
Appearance: He cannot use glamour to mask his appearance, not his wings, nothing. The half-angel’s short hair is jet black on one side and the other side pale blue—his eyes are the opposite. His skin is a cold egg-peach. He’s fairly short, only about five-foot-four and slender.
Personality: Courageous sums up a large portion of Azrael’s persona, however. Aft being all but betrayed by other Halflings, he has grown to be a bit bitter under the surface and rather dependant. He’s a bit too modest to be overly playful and can take things too seriously at times. He namely fights in order to protect those around him and finds himself a bit useless--and often all too eager to die for others.
History: It was the night of his birth that he mother disclosed to the man who impregnated her that she was an angel. On that very hospital bed the man swore he would protect them no matter what, and they wept together, excited and scared for their child. Unfortunately, her primary doctor whom they trusted had not wound up her caretaker out of coincidence. The doctor was façade, and behind that mask was a Tracker, a Hunter of Nephilim. Once the child was out of her womb he was announced dead. What Azrael’s mother and father went through was indescribable pain and heart break—but unknown to them, their son was not truly dead. Looking into the eyes of the baby, the old hunter simply did not have it in him. All the previous kills had been age-old giant Nephilim, not children. Azrael’s wings were small, wet and delicate after birth, his skin smooth. The Hunter decided to raise the child, but in order to do so would need to hide his attributes. He started with the Nehpilim’s sixth fingers and snipped them off, but dismantling the wings was hard. They were so beautiful, so small, one black, one pale blue.
The Hunter retired from his work and found something new: supernatural studies. There was more to this decision than general knowledge—he would have to understand his child. However, he wound up learning much more than the basics of an angel, but that there was war between Halflings and Full Breeds. Years passed, and when Azrael’s wings were strong enough, his father, whom he’s only known as his true dad, expressed that he must learn to fly and to fight. This killer of Halflings found himself guiding this young Halfling in the largest battle the earth has ever known.
In the past year he has joined the Halflings in their fight for survival, but one of the battles took a turn for the worst. They lost several and has to retreat—however, during the retreat Azrael was left for dead. One of his wings was thoroughly injured to the point he could no longer fly, as well as a broken collarbone, shattered ribcage and ankle, and to his surprise, his comrades offered zero help, ready to cower away in fear for their own lives.
Abilities: Azrael had trained with the sword but lacks talent for the weapon and only takes it along to appease his father. In battle he most often uses channeling: a rare ability that allows him to use the powers of those around him. It’s not the most effective power, as from a level of 1 to 10 it’s only a 6. He can also minimally heal himself.
However, is main skill, and one that he does not easily share, is the ability to change his sex, all the way or only partially.
Annnd we got more half-angels! =D