Notable traits:
◇ Shoulder-length hair
◇ Pointed ears
◇ Eyes like gold
◇ Sharp features Physical traits:
◇ 5'11"
◇ Light complexion
◇ Brown hair
◇ Ambidextrous
A few strands of his hair is precariously out of place, and it's rather unusual for an elf who typically pride themselves in being well-groomed. It's not like he's dirty but his appearance suggest that something is just a little off. There's a fire that burns in his deep-set eyes that's almost savage in nature, and unyielding. But, there is one thing to note, and despite the almost permanent scowl on his slender face, he's a beautiful man. He can only be described as ethereal in nature. There the next, and then gone. You could never forget a face like his.
Background A (Skyrim): Wynnin was born in the capital city of Alinor located within the Summerset Isles. Though in his youth he was found to be particularly talented with magic, he was known to be a rebellious and willful student. He hated the rigid society the Altmer confined themselves in, and often times would openly show his disapproval, much to the chagrin of his family, particularly Kinlord Folmar, his father. An argument with Folmar would inevitably lead Wynnin to disown his family, relinquish his status as nobility, and run away.
As a direct result of being ostracized for most of his life, Wynnin became calloused in nature. Although anyone unfamiliar with him might dismiss it as traits inherited from his Altmer kin, his compassion has been known to extend past racial barriers. On a first impression basis alone, one might say he's sharp, witty, and with a danger in his eyes that burn like fire. He likes speaking in tongue, and bending conversations in whichever way he wants. He's awfully charismatic, and it seems Wynnin knows this all too well.
Wynnin always carries a dagger on him located on his hip. It's not just for looks. He's quite handy with one, and is more than capable of slicing a few throats.
1x Dagger - Its craftsmanship is no doubt of elf origin. A brown leather decorates the handle and makes it easier to hold, and the double edged blade makes it capable of cutting from all angles. It's dangerous in Wynnin's hands.
Wynnin has a myriad of magics at his disposal that can range from totally incinerating his target to freezing them in their tracks. He's more partial with fire though. Call him a pyromaniac all you want, but fire is versatile and has so many uses. It just depends on how creative you can get.
Notable traits:
◇ Shaggy hair
◇ Scars on his face
◇ Towering
◇ Built Physical traits:
◇ 6'2"
◇ Light complexion
◇ Dark brown hair
◇ Brown eyes
Careless is a tall man, stern in appearance, and with an imposing presence. His brown locks covers his eyes like curtains but hides an intense gaze as cold as ice. Scars run all over his face, but from a quick glance, it's evident that he's handsome with a sharp jawline and pronounced cheekbones. However, when he walks into the room, he is met with dead silence. Is it out of fear? Awe? Respect? Maybe his propensity to kill without seemingly an ounce of remorse unnerves people. Combined with the fact that he's a Synth? There's just something about him that's not all there. He goes by Careless not because he lacks caution, but because he couldn't care less.
[SLIDE=◇ Background]Careless was created with the intention to be an elite class courser. He was designated a serial code, Z3-66. After a scuffle with a group of synths following a retrieval mission above ground, he has since renounced his allegiance with the Institute and now works to free others of his kind from their control.
If there was one thing he retained from his time working for the Institute, that would be his relentlessness and merciless nature. He's become desensitized to death. In fact, he's accepted that there are just some things that are better solved through violence than words. Does that mean he enjoys killing? Not quite. To survive on the surface, you'll need to go to great lengths to keep living.
The shock of his strawberry blond hair is the most notable thing about his appearance. Then it's his cheeky smile. It's not unusual for him to be in high-spirits, if anything, it'd be very unusual if he wasn't. You'll come to notice that his blonde hair isn't in fact his natural hair color. He's a natural brunette, which he thinks is just absolutely boring. Ei insists on experimenting, and so far it seems like he's sticking with this shade of beach blonde.
[SLIDE=◇ Background]Ei loves pokémon, despite having never been able to go on an adventure. He was born with a weak constitution. That meant multiple things, but essentially, he couldn't travel far to and from his home and the hospital. Exploring the vast region of Kanto was out of the question, combined with the fact that his parents were extraordinarily overprotective of him. Fortunately, his health improved dramatically, and he was given a semblance of control over his life. He took an internship with Professor Oak in hopes of learning more about pokémon.
Suddenly with his improving health, he was able to do so many things he couldn't afford to do in his childhood. Years of being confined to his bedroom has made him restless. Now as a young adult, he's taken life by the reigns and by God is he leading that son-of-a-bitch for a joy ride.
To sum it all up, Ei is a very very energetic young-man who is equally as sociable as he is compassionate. He's great with people and pokémon alike, and he enjoys making new friends. Sometimes he can come across as rather naive, but truth is, he's sharper than he looks. It's one of the reasons why he's studying under Mr. Pokémon himself. He doesn't like to take himself too seriously and just wants to have fun. The world is his oyster.
◇ Étoile, the Clefairy - Étoile was given to him by his parents on his sixth birthday. This was of course after relentless begging from him. It knows the following moves: Disarming Voice, Life Dew, Sing, Metronome. Its ability is Magic Guard.
Notable traits:
◇ Hulking physique
◇ Deep set eyes
◇ Striking eyebrows
◇ Calloused hands Physical traits:
◇ 6'4"
◇ Ash brown
◇ Brunette
◇ Brown eyes
The first thing you immediately notice is his intimidatingly large physique that practically towers over everything and everyone around him. He's built like a brickhouse, and twice as strong as an ox. An axe that should normally take two hands to wield rests easily in just one of his hands. He was a knight after all before he was exiled. Noone could match his physical prowess, and even his enemies respect his warrior spirit.
[SLIDE=◇ Background]Before his exile, Deveryk was appointed general of the kingdom's military by his brother, the king. He also served as his personal advisor for counsel regarding the kingdom's politics. Together, they brought along an era of peace that lasted for a total of 20 years. It wasn't until King Richmond's marriage with Queen Grizelda that tension began to stir in the royal court. Deveryk, who had discovered the queen's ploy to usurp the throne, warned his older brother of her betrayal. To his horror, he was accused of treason for his accusations, and arrested. Having been publicly disowned by his brother, and stripped of his position, Deveryk vowed for revenge. In the cover of night, Deveryk escaped from prison.
In the following years, he would amass a great army and wage war on the kingdom. General Deveryk was no longer the virtuous man he once was. His mind having been corrupted by dark magic, transformed him completely.
Deveryk has become vengeful, and angry following his brother's betrayal. In his quest for revenge, he has paved a path of destruction. Although he has his regrets, his desire to take the throne has proven to be stronger and being the only goal keeping him going.
Those who show him reverence and loyalty are treated justly by him. He has shown compassion to his comrades, but the opposite is true to those who dare oppose him. He's been known to be merciless during battle and sparing no one.
◇ Forseti, the Crimson Axe - a magical blood-stained battle axe that is imbued with evil magic. It is said that whispers of the damned can be heard from it.
◇ Forbidden magic - Deveryk's command of the forbidden arts has evolved his fighting style. He can cast inky bolts of power at his enemies, and call forth minions from the netherworld to do his bidding. His magic has been known to drain the life of everything in his immediate vicinity.
