[b]Name:[/b] Ariel

[b]Age:[/b] 17

[b]Species:[/b] Sylph

[b]Sub Species:[/b]

[b]Realm of Birth:[/b] Eclavia 

[b]Current Realm:[/b] Eclavia 

[b]Magic:[/b] Control of the wind, water and even the weather. He also can use Clairvoyance.

[b]Magic Affinities:[/b] At an early age, he started to be taught alchemy however, because of current events, he no longer practices it. 

[b]Diabolus:[/b]

[b]Items/Weapons:[/b] A pocket knife.

[b]History:[/b] Ariel was born in a snobby world, to a snobby family, and served a snobby goddess. His mother was a Matriarch. She was highly skilled in alchemy and wished to pass the knowledge down to her daughters. But that never happened. Something must have been wrong with her husband because she kept having [i]sons[/i]. Filthy, useless sons. All they were really worth, as children of a Matriarch, was as possible husbands of other Matriarch's children. And who would want a husband whose father had only sired males? She tried though. She smiled and tried to love her sons. Eventually her husband would have to eventually provide her with a daughter. He came from an intelligent family of high classed sylphs. So... time. All she needed was time. However, years passed and just more [i]sons[/i]. So, she did the only logical thing; took on another husband. It worked as a charm. Soon she had the perfect, lovely bundle of female. 

Ariel was ecstatic! A little sister. He couldn't wait to help her practice magic and protect her from boys. They were going to be a happy family; he was sure. His father and elder brothers didn't have the same idea. Neither did his mother. It was pure chaos and happened way too fast for Ariel to really understand what events lead to what. His father accused his mother's second husband of not following the goddess, the second husband accused Ariel's father, and Ariel's mother didn't take his father's side. Who would? After all, if Ariel's father followed the goddess, why wasn't he able to provide Ariel's mother with daughters? It was simply chaos and, to look mercifully but fierce, Ariel's mother sent her children off. She sent them to live among the disgusting, ugly Ifrit. But Ariel's father had friends there and, at least her children would be somewhat safe. 

There Ariel learned of a new god. It was nothing like the cruel goddess he had been taught to fear; the goddess he had followed. The God of Mischief was nothing like his education had taught him. Instead of some sociopath attempting to bring mayhem into the world, Ariel began to view him as a clever hero. His goddess wanted to enslave the Ifrit while their god had saved them. That wasn't what drew him though. It was the clever mind, the prankster spirit, and the do-what-I-want attitude. Also, his conversion had a lot more to do with rebellion and revenge than a true worshiping of this god.

Well, that was at first. The more Ariel learned of him, the more obsessed he became. The God of Mischief did what he wanted. Ariel admired this. It was so different from the order forced down the sylphs' throats. Eventually, Ariel and his brothers' punishment was over and they were allowed to return home. His father wasn't there and Ariel didn't ask. Instead, Ariel started to do whatever he wanted. He acted superior than others, started to throw tantrums, and well... Why not?

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