[hider=Drew Hidalgo]
Name: Drew Hidalgo
Age: 27
Gender: Male

Mastery: Hydromancer
Specialty: Storms

Rank: Adept

Appearance: Drew is tall, but he tends to slouch or hunch over, so he appears to be average height. He wears a simple light grey robe with a hood (though he hardly wears the hood). He has pale skin, medium-length brown hair, a constant 5 o’clock shadow that he can’t seem to get rid of or get to grow further, and green eyes that tend to be half-closed all the time. Between the slumping and the closed eyes, Drew constantly looks like he’s asleep.

Equipment: nothing beyond the essentials.

Demeanor: Not terribly sociable, but not a brooding loner. He’ll stay with groups and chime in occasionally, but he usually just sits back and listens. Willing to let others know what he thinks, but he does try to have some tact about it. Has an odd distrust of Nightshades. Hard to earn his trust, but he’ll trust you almost unconditionally once you earn it.

History: Compared to most, some would say Drew’s upbringing was dull. He was born to parents who were well off, even if they weren't actually wealthy. His powers manifested at the earliest point possible and his parents sent him off to the academy with little complications. They were very supportive and tried to stay in contact with him whenever they could, though their jobs as nomadic merchants meant they had much to deal with.

Drew would discover he had a talent for some of the more niche parts of the path of the Storm, though the basics of the Hydromancer were harder for him to grasp. Though he had trouble making water solid and even making great quantities of liquid, he was very skilled at manipulating vapors, forming mists and clouds and even generating and controlling the element of lightning. He could still make rain and make liquid from gas, but his expertise was in the winds, not the waters.

Time would pass and he’d do above average in his classes. He wasn’t a social butterfly, but he wasn’t a pariah either. He made friends and even had a few relationships, but they all just seemed to drift away over time, and neither side really strove to maintain contact. He became just another face in the crowd, the guy who sat at the back of the classrooms and sat around his living quarters quietly.

The one constant companion he had was his little sister, Fei, who was discovered to be an elemental years after Drew was enrolled. She looked up to him and thinks of him as the smartest, coolest mage in the academy (especially because of his skills making lightning). Drew never tried to impress anyone at the academy, never giving in to any dares or listening to the instructor’s wishes for him to better himself or “live up to his true potential”. He does well in his classes, had his specialties, so he thought that was enough. But deep down, he does try to be the mage his sister sees him as. It’s why he finally got the motivation to finally try and get himself promoted to weaver (he was considered, and good words were said, but he was ultimately rejected) and why he’s going on this journey.
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