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Companion Personal Name: Manzo Age: 21 Gender: Male Class: Warlock Rank: B-rank Guild: Guildless Tattoo: Right Pectoral Face: Kensei Muguruma - Bleach Appearance Height: 5'11 Weight: 195 lbs Hair: White Eyes: Green Overall: Short hair in a spiky mohawk style, the color white as snow. Piercing emerald eyes. Very furrowed brow, the look of a scowl can always be found upon his face. Broad shoulders, very muscular. Above average height at 5'11. Manzo can be seen wearing a multitude of different styles of clothing depending on the day. Though what he is most commonly seen in is a white sleeveless haori, black undershirt, black cargo pants, steel toed boots, and black gloves covering his hands. He is most fond of the colors black and white, representing how he sees the world, there is no grey area. He has a scar in his left eyebrow from being attacked by a wild animal as a child, making it not so easy to forget his face. Extra: N/A Personality Personality: Manzo has a consistent look of disinterest painted across his face. A man of few words in the beginning, given time he will open up and be more forth coming. Not one to divulge his soul to random strangers or to friends. Preferring to keep his business private, a lack of trust for those who he has not fought or bled with. He enjoys a good challenge or fight, two of very few things he does enjoy whole heartedly. He is a solitary person, not wanting to be surrounded by people due to his lack of patience with others. When faced with a challenge or difficult decision he is not one to lean on others, seeing putting such things in the hands of anyone other than himself as a liability. When you get to know Manzo further he is known to crack a joke or two, though no one has gotten that far yet. He has a twisted view of love, seeing as those who have claimed to be his family and love him have all turned their backs on him in the end. He has a bit of a nervous twitch, occasionally one can find him chewing his nails down to nubs. He has no view on friendship because it is a foreign concept to him, seeing everyone as an opportunity for him to get closer to his goal. He is not quick to go out of his way to help others, unless he sees some way to profit off of it for himself. Not one to do anything for free. Likes:
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Magic Magic Name: Zero Dawn Magic Element: Darkness Magic Description: Darkness Magic is a type of Magic which allows users to manipulate and control destructive Dark Magic. This Magic has a physical form used for destroying objects. The color of the Magic varies depending on the caster. The element can also be crafted into many different shapes, including, but not limited to, beams and the like, which the user typically shoots at their foe in an effort to mortally wound them. This magic has only Offensive, Debuff, Self-Buff Strength and Supplementary capabilities, no defensive abilities to speak of. This magics weakness are magics of the light/holy element. History History: Manzo was born to two very young teenage parents. Not ready to settle down, not even sure if they were truly in love with each other, they only saw the child as hinderance and anchor to them. The two made a collective decision to simply dump him upon an orphanages door step. This would start a chain reaction of being dumped off and moving from place to place. In his early years, he had an issue getting along with the other children in the orphanage, this caused him to grow cold, distant, and to develop a bit of an anger issue. After the caretakers had enough, they thrusted him out on the streets once more, due to his constant frequency of getting into fights. He began his life of rummaging through garbage cans. Which led him to his second home. One of the chefs in town was taking the trash out after hours. He took pity on him, having seen him rummage through the garbage offered to bring him what was left at the end of the night, much how you treat a stray dog. One thing led to another and the chef invited him to learn under him. He was shocked to learn that the young boy had not been given a name.He looked him over a few times, the spiky white hair and green eyes reminded him of a mage from long ago he had read about. Thus he was bestowed the name Manzo. Once his time with the chef was over due to creative differences he was left without a trade once again. He had resorted to thieving, infiltrating the very rich families homes during banquets disguised as a chef himself. He was beginning to develop quite the reputation with the local thieves guild. They requested that he joined, he gladly accepted, wanting to feel like a part of a family again. Time would pass by and they would increase their ranks, begetting all kinds of customers to their little family. Such as magic users, magic had always intrigued Manzo, but he never believed he had the aptitude for it. He quickly picked up darkness magic, making his own, using it to his advantage on contracts. He had fallen so in love with magic he wanted to spend the rest of his life pursuing the knowledge of it. |
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