[hider=Bryn][color=F4A460] [u][b]Name[/b][/u][/color] Brynnulf "Bryn" Innamorte [color=F4A460][u][b]Age[/b][/u][/color] 26 [color=F4A460][u][b]Gender[/b][/u][/color] Male [color=F4A460][u][b]Sexual Orientation[/b][/u][/color] Heterosexual [color=F4A460][u][b]Role in Society[/b][/u][/color] Royal Family [color=F4A460][u][b]Occupation[/b][/u][/color] Healer [color=F4A460][u][b]Legend[/b][/u][/color] Few know Bryn by name and even fewer by his full. Most have come to know him as Heavenly Demon due to his dreadful appearance and his saintly behaviour while others as the Pilgrim, considering that he's restlessly travelling from one town to the next, one day facing a plague and the other saving a dying child yet he never takes any payment, only a bed for the night and food. Countless have heard of him fighting a mysterious disease in a border town or of the time when he operated on an entire battalion which had been attacked by an ogre in a single night, not losing a single soldier yet these are only bedtime stories. His legend was formed back in the days when he was enlisted in his father's army as Vice-Commander. Royal blood after all does offer some advantages. It was his first time in a true battlefield and he couldn't be more proud in his shining armor with a few hundred souls relying on him for victory. Then the battle started. He never really forgot the smell of it, the flowers and their crimson stains, the blood of commoners, knights and nobles. He, too, soon joined the fray. Stabbed a man and watched him fall in the dirt, moments before all his royalty came crashing down as he shortly after fell on his knees and held the dying soldier in his very last moments, an act he instinctively performed. His pain was so great that he vowed to never forget his sin and to redeem himself not in the eyes of the Gods but in his very own. He disappeared a few days later from the palace and wasn't found despite his father's best efforts only to reemerge two years later in the middle of a battle, softly speaking to dying soldiers, reassuring others that they will survive or stitching deep wounds. Many attacked him in the heat of battle and they all were knocked out by his quarterstaff. He kept on going like that for hours until the plain white cloak he had been wearing soon turned scarlet from the blood of many, an image many would remember, the man in the blood-soaked cloak who saved dozens and held even more in their last moments, the Ferryman as he is also known among soldiers, someone they can count on to deliver them to the afterlife instead of their bloodthirsty leaders. Nowadays, the Ferryman, the Heavenly Demon or whatever name you wish to call him has become a heartwarming legend in Iliviace, a symbol of hope and peace, someone who will do his utmost to save you even if you are the greatest villain to ever live. And he will be there even when the sounds of war echoe in the distance, in his soon-to-turn-red white cloak doing what he had done innumerable times before. Risking himself so others may live. A healer's job. [hider=Appearance Picture][img]http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/114/3/8/old_friend_by_anndr-d36xiee.jpg[/img][/hider] [color=F4A460][u][b]Personality[/b][/u][/color] Bryn isn't a bad person, doesn't do drugs and would never steal. Yet his ridiculously intimidating appearance combined with his royal origin often makes commoners hide. He hasn't been called Heavenly Demon without a reason after all. He would happily give his life away if that meant saving one more person, he considers himself a tool of Jergal, someone meant to lift some of the weight off the common man's shoulders. Regarding his relationship with others, he does have a few contacts who have come to know him but doesn't really stay anywhere long enough to grow fond of anyone as despite his demeanor he hardly ever trusts people. [color=F4A460][u][b]Skills[/b][/u][/color] Master Healer - Be it a simple cut or an infectious plague, he will be there and he will make you feel better even for a few moments. Master Alchemist - As a non-magic healer, potions are his one and only weapon against disease and poison thus it was mandatory that he became a great alchemist. Instead, his unyielding will forced him to become one of the best. Quarterstaff Mastery - Knowing that the world isn't full of butterflies and rainbows, his trusty quarterstaff never failed him against all kinds of threats although his abnormal skill plays quite the part. [color=F4A460][u][b]Flaws[/b][/u][/color] [u][i]Combat Flaws[/i][/u] •No matter the enemy or the situation, he will do his best in order not to kill, even allow himself to be hit or his allies. [u][i]Personality Flaws[/i][/u] •Doesn't really do well with anything other than healing. •His intimidating appearance often makes him look as if dread is his middle name despite the fact that he wouldn't hurt a fly. [color=F4A460][u][b]Magic Spells[/b][/u][/color] None. [color=F4A460][u][b]Abilities[/b][/u][/color] [u][b]•Legendary Healer[/b][/u]: His devotion to his ideals along with his selfless living were deemed worthy of Jergal's favor. -[u][i]Empathic Touch[/i][/u]: Through touch, Bryn is able to sense the status of any living thing. For example, by touching a pregnant woman he is able to determine whether it's a boy or a girl, the child's health status or even if the mother feels tired. -[i][u]My Life For Yours[/u][/i]: He can always hear the sick, recently dead or dying. Be they in the next room or down the street, he can sense their agony and through touch, he can form a bond with them where he will endure their pain in their place for a set amount of time. -[i][u]Panacea[/u][/i]: Bryn is immune to any and all diseases and poisons. [u][b]•Legendary Alchemist[/b][/u]: [i][u]Well-Prepared[/u][/i]: His satchel, a gift from his mentor seems to never run out of basic materials like vials, bandages etc. [hider=Backstory] Brynnulf Innamorte was born in the Kingdom of Ischael, son of Breinval the Wise and future heir to the throne and only child. His childhood was that of the highest nobility, luxurious and with many scholars giving him the short version of the entire human knowledge thus far. Despite the ways of the world where nobility belongs to a higher caste than the common man, he never looked down on them. Instead he often left the castle in order to hold common meals for the poor and organising classes for the children. His uneventful childhood and teen years gave way to balls where he flirted with the daughters of many Houses hoping to marry into the Royal bloodline, a ticket to endless riches and long hunts with his father who had many things to say to his firstborn, words of wisdom and advice on how to run a kingdom. Some time after the five-day feast for his 19th birthday, his father decided to destroy the bandit settlement in northern Ischael and thus Bryn rode alongside him and 800 heavily armored soldiers expecting an easy win. It was indeed an easy win yet for Bryn, it certainly didn't feel like it when he got his first kill. Moments later, the future King of Ischael knelt beside a commoner and held him dearly in his hands as he passed away. Twenty-four hours later, half the royal guard was looking for him in the capital while the rest spread throughout the plains, to no avail. Bryn had taken his decision to abandon his Kingdom or at least leave it to his father's hands for a while, until he felt that he truly deserved to play a major role in the lives of thousands. He headed south, to warmer climates and away from the always cold foothills of the north where he studied the art of healing and alchemy under great scholars, eager to start redeeming himself. Over the next few years, he started visiting distant settlements where he healed whoever needed healing and comforting whoever needed a shoulder to lean on, even for a minute building a reputation of a mysterious pilgrim in rags, helping all in need and asking for nothing in return. As soon as he finished his studies, he returned to Ischael in disguise in order to attend his father's funeral who ironically fell victim to a disease, further steeling his will to save lives and find a way to save even more. He remained in Ischael for the next few months, watching the kingdom almost crumbling since he as the heir was missing and many families openly fought for a chance at the crown. He shaped his legend in one of those fights, the mysterious healer, while leaving the House Innamorte medallion on his father's secluded grave, a message for a select few that he knew would be able to understand. Soon after a Lord Regent was elected whose responsibility was to run the country until 40 years passed or the lost prince returned. Since then, Bryn has been travelling all around the lands, saving all kinds of people with Jergal by his side as the great God once revealed himself in his dream, blessing him with the power to heal more efficiently as a gift for his selfless living and great responsibility as a motive to keep him moving forward. [/hider][/hider]