Name: Blitz Fier
Age: Appears 20
Gender: Male
Race: Fallen Angel
Ability/magic: Possesses small remnants of holy magic but mainly specializes in dark magic. Both of these he normally conjures as a form of energy that can be done with as he sees fit (Shot as a compact ball, shot as beams, used as a protective aura, etc.). This form of magic is very taxing on him, more so holy magic since it entails him carrying the pain of the person being healed for a short time. His angelic strength makes the pain more bearable, but not as much as it would a normal angel, causing him small amounts of pain. The pain isn't displayed physically but can be felt internally.His dark magic on the other hand does unspeakable damage to opponents but can lead to mental trauma if used too frequently. (Can tone it down if need be).
Weapon(s): None. Relies solely on magic and agility.
Personality: Blitz is very care free and powerful. He doesn't get angered easily, often displaying a calm cool demeanor throughout arguments. His perception of emotions is slightly off causing him to misjudge some people’s emotions, which doesn't often end well. Although he doesn't get angered easily, this doesn't stop him from getting the job done. He will act ruthlessly and without remorse upon his opponents if the time calls for it. He’s devious and cunning, and always likes to be one step ahead of other’s. He likes to act tough, and often shrugs off wounds as if they’re nothing but little scratches.
Bio/History: Blitz’s is a past many years old dating back many years ago. He was not among the original fallen angels, but rather a descendant among one of them. His devious nature, although admired among some, lead to some influential figures getting enraged. After many years of torment, these figures took action which ultimately lead to him being outcast. Angered he took his rage out on a village, creating a devastating war path. Nothing stood in his way in his enraged state, and before he’d realized it, many people’s blood rested on his hands. Humiliated, he retreated far off to another land, one with a tale of a mystical artifact that granted wishes. He settled down there, seeming to fit in well among the humans while keeping his secret hidden. He had no plan to follow this outlandish tale, but the longer he stayed in the village the greater the urge came to search for it. Shortly after settling down, he found himself on the move again looking for the stone. Or so the tale goes. Much is still unknown about his true past.
Extra Info: Although he has wings that can be hidden, he cannot fly.