General Name: Alaric Holloway Age: 24 years old, August 19th, x771 Gender: Male Sexuality: Homosexual Ethnicity, Father: Fiorian Ethnicity, Mother: Bosco Class: Sorcerer Race: Werewolf Rank: D-rank Guild: Paradise Dawn Tattoo: Plumage Face: Kaname - Pink Heart Jam Appearance Height: 5’ 8” Weight: 185lbs Hair: Black top layer, blonde underneath Eyes: Grey Overall: Alaric's got this average-guy vibe, not too tall, not too short. Now, his hair is a whole mood—picture a winter's night with no moon, that's the black on top. But wait, there's a secret layer of gold hidden beneath. Hair for days, reaching just below his shoulders, and it's as thick as a winter coat. Look at his face, and you'll catch a hint of constant under-eye action, giving him that unintentional brooding look. Oh, and the ears? Yeah, he's added some piercings to the mix lately, a little rebellion peeking through. Style-wise, comfort's the name of his game. Baggy is the keyword for his clothes—like, maybe a size or two too big. Simple shirts and wool jackets that could probably keep you warm in a snowstorm. He picked up the layering trick during his homeless days, a survival move that stuck. Now, check out his vibe. Reserved? Yeah, that's an understatement. You'll catch him with crossed arms, tucked in a corner, giving off those "please don't talk to me" vibes. It's not that he's mean; he's just been through some stuff, and that standoffish aura is his way of keeping the world at arm's length. Extra: Double piercing on each ear. A large scar on their forehead, covered by his hair. Personality Personality: Alaric is a man haunted by the echoes of isolation, a lone wolf navigating the turbulent landscape of his own solitude. The sting of rejection, etched into the fabric of his being, has given birth to a tempestuous spirit, manifested in the way he carries himself through the world. His short temper is a byproduct of years spent weathering the scornful glares and accusatory whispers of those who failed to understand the nature of his curse. The wounds of rejection still raw, Alaric finds himself quick to anger, a human storm on the verge of unleashing thunderous emotions at the slightest provocation. A general bad attitude becomes his armor, a shield forged from the trials of being shunned. It conceals the vulnerability lingering beneath the surface, a product of a lifetime spent on the fringes of acceptance. The disdain in his gaze and the sharpness of his words serve as barriers, protecting a fragile core that longs for connection in a world that has often turned its back. Yet, beneath this tempest, there exists a man of remarkable resilience. The lone wolf endures, standing tall against the storms of adversity. Loyalty, hard-earned and fiercely guarded, defines his relationships. His solitude, not a choice but a consequence, has cultivated a character that values self-reliance and independence, a testament to the strength borne from surviving the shadows. Alaric's journey unfolds as a testament to the complexities of the human spirit—a story of scars, survival, and the persistent yearning for connection in a world that has, more often than not, been indifferent to his struggles. Likes:
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Statistics Distribute 30 points over the attributes below with at least 1 in every Attribute. Strength: 6 Speed: 7 Constitution: 7 Endurance: 5 Intelligence: 5 Magic Magic Name: Bomb Magic Magic Element: Fire Magic Enhancement: - Magic Description: Bomb Magic lies completely in the use of explosions, which can be triggered remotely or upon direct contact, and are usually on a very grand scale. History History: In the frostbitten realm of Bosco, Alaric came into the world as a child of mystery, born to Alice and the elusive Richard. His father, a transient merchant from Fiore, never suspected the existence of his son during his fleeting sojourn in Bosco. Alaric's formative years were spent navigating the harsh Bosco landscape until, at the tender age of fourteen, a chilling incident altered the course of his destiny. Under the shadows of a moonlit night, Alaric found himself ambushed by a fearsome beast while strolling beyond the borders of his village. A creature's claws and fangs sought his demise until the intervention of courageous locals saved him from a grim fate. What began as a perceived assault by a Direwolf or bear revealed itself to be the sinister work of a werewolf, sparking fear and paranoia among the villagers. With prejudice mounting against him, Alaric and his mother were thrust into a nomadic existence, drifting from one village to another to escape the prejudiced whispers that trailed their cursed existence. In a twist of destiny, his mother, laden with secrets, left him with cryptic clues about his father's identity before parting ways. Driven by an insatiable thirst for truth, Alaric embarked on a quest to Fiore, guided by the scant details left by his mother. The envisioned reunion with his father proved to be a mirage, unraveling the town, the company, and even his father's name, Richard Holloway, as illusions. Alone and burdened by the curse of lycanthropy, Alaric traversed the diverse landscapes of Fiore over six tumultuous years. It was during these years that Alaric's journey took an unexpected turn. He encountered various towns, each with its own set of challenges, forcing him to adapt and evolve. His resilience and survival instincts were further honed as he assimilated into the culture and embraced the mystical aspects of Fiore. Amidst the trials, Alaric discovered a band of accepting bandits who recognized the potential in his werewolf abilities. For two years, he thrived among them, acquiring skills in Bomb Magic that seamlessly melded with his supernatural prowess. However, as all alliances do, their camaraderie dissolved. Alaric, armed with his newfound skills, found sanctuary within the Mage Guild Paradise Dawn. A year into his membership, he kept his lycanthropic secret shrouded in mystery, focusing on survival. His ultimate goals remained unaltered: to unveil the enigma of his father's identity and reunite with his mother in the haunting landscapes of Bosco. As the moon continued to cast its silvery glow on his path, Alaric's journey unfolded—a tale woven with shadows, curses, and the relentless pursuit of one's origins in a world where every step held the promise of revelation. Discord: Raya Reference: My memory |
Alaric Holloway
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