Post by Glac Lumbris on Apr 20, 2011 3:16:45 GMT -5
Name: Glac Lumbris
Age: 19
Category: Wanderer
Height:6'4
Abilities: He does not yet know the extent to it, but Glac can give motion to the motionless. In other words, he can bring to life seemingly anything around him, the effect lasts 30 minutes and is limited by his focus, as nature instinctively tries to correct this meddling of the natural order. This power is channeled through an organ in his body called the nexus, which completely shuts down when the time limit is up, reducing his ability to almost nothing.
He has received training in basic magic manipulation, so he can draw power from the land around him to feed his nexus. This, however, makes him limited to the colors of mana available around him for combat, since his vitality, the power source to form things at will, is severely limited, he cannot depend on it as an energy source for his nexus.
By practicing casting spells with his cards, he is beginning to understand the rudimentary forming of spells without the need for a card to guide, but his ability only allows him to manipulate one mana at a time this way.
Personal Items: A deck of random assorted trading cards he stole from a game shop. There's all kinds of weird cards in them. He mostly animates them to defend himself or do menial tasks.
Physical Description: If you didn't know he's human, you'd think of him as an ice elemental. His skin is pale to the point of almost bluish, except for his eyes, which are humorously golden. His hair is blood red, though when he's annoyed some golden streaks appear at random.
Personality: He's... always in a state of despair. Negative doesn't even begin to describe him. Despite the seemingly endless potential that his power possesses, his staunch refusal to believe in anything positive is putting an artificial limit on his power. It's almost compulsive to the point that he is always lamenting the state of his affairs, but strangely, the thought to end his torturous existence via suicide has never occurred to him.
However, his recent experiences with red and black mana is beginning to corrupt his soul, converting his despair into a berserk rage. While this fuels his power, it makes him mentally unstable.
Background/History: He has none to speak of, which amounts to his despair. As far as he could remember, he has always been on the run, stealing food and trying to live.
Desires: To live.
Age: 19
Category: Wanderer
Height:6'4
Abilities: He does not yet know the extent to it, but Glac can give motion to the motionless. In other words, he can bring to life seemingly anything around him, the effect lasts 30 minutes and is limited by his focus, as nature instinctively tries to correct this meddling of the natural order. This power is channeled through an organ in his body called the nexus, which completely shuts down when the time limit is up, reducing his ability to almost nothing.
He has received training in basic magic manipulation, so he can draw power from the land around him to feed his nexus. This, however, makes him limited to the colors of mana available around him for combat, since his vitality, the power source to form things at will, is severely limited, he cannot depend on it as an energy source for his nexus.
By practicing casting spells with his cards, he is beginning to understand the rudimentary forming of spells without the need for a card to guide, but his ability only allows him to manipulate one mana at a time this way.
Personal Items: A deck of random assorted trading cards he stole from a game shop. There's all kinds of weird cards in them. He mostly animates them to defend himself or do menial tasks.
Physical Description: If you didn't know he's human, you'd think of him as an ice elemental. His skin is pale to the point of almost bluish, except for his eyes, which are humorously golden. His hair is blood red, though when he's annoyed some golden streaks appear at random.
Personality: He's... always in a state of despair. Negative doesn't even begin to describe him. Despite the seemingly endless potential that his power possesses, his staunch refusal to believe in anything positive is putting an artificial limit on his power. It's almost compulsive to the point that he is always lamenting the state of his affairs, but strangely, the thought to end his torturous existence via suicide has never occurred to him.
However, his recent experiences with red and black mana is beginning to corrupt his soul, converting his despair into a berserk rage. While this fuels his power, it makes him mentally unstable.
Background/History: He has none to speak of, which amounts to his despair. As far as he could remember, he has always been on the run, stealing food and trying to live.
Desires: To live.
