Name: Mikkish Callanhad
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Light blonde hair, thick and long enough to reach the neck. Eyes are dark and green. Long scar on his left cheek. Very light tan. Lean body, six pack, muscle definition, about 190 pounds, 6 feet tall. Normally dresses in dark jeans and a nice shirt. He is confident, so always has his back straight and his head up. Has a charismatic, but bastardly smile.
Personality: Normally a happy guy, and will help someone out if they need it, but is very immoral at the same time. He loves to drink liquor, smoke weed, and is always with a different girl, sometimes multiple in one night. He also ignores the law, and generally hates cops. He considers the crimes he commits to be rather light and harmless, while oftentimes fighting worse criminals like murderers and rapists. Nobody would ever get objection from him if they called him a scum, an asshole, or bastard, for he admits he is all of those things. He has a mostly normal accent, with the faintest, barely noticeable hint of southern twang.
Magic:
Physical Buffing: 6
Telepathy: 2
Pyrokinesis: 1
Healing: 1
Non-Magical Combat:
Hand to Hand: 7
Clubs: 1
Knives: 2
Guns: 1
Support Skills:
Charisma: 6
Sneak: 2
Mechanics: 2
History: Mikkish' eyes flickered open to the bright light of the hospital. He was 16 at the time, and had almost no memories of his past though he had no trouble speaking, writing, or knowing the basic things teenagers know. He was found in a farmhouse, right underneath a big hole in the roof, with a stab wound in his chest and a bullet wound to his head. Nobody could quite confirm his real name...but on the wall of the abandoned farmhouse was a carving which read "Mikkish."
It was a miracle he survived.
Being that nobody could find his parents, he was placed in an orphanage but quickly adopted by a lowlife criminal who lived in a trailer. This scumbag was a drunk as well as a heroin dealer, but never attempted to abuse Mikkish...maybe due to the fact Mikkish was 16 and kinda strong looking in comparison with the frail dope dealer. The criminal did try to teach Mikkish about the...business, resulting in Mikkish being desensitized to crime, however Mikkish never lost his instinctual sense of right and wrong. Instinctual also was his knowledge of how to fist fight. Mikkish also seemed to behave towards violence as a man with much experience would. Strangest of all, however, was how small fires would start around him, with seemingly no real explanation.
One day, Mikkish decided to search the place he was supposedly found, and there he found...a book. Covered with leather, and not titled, written completely in Sumerian.
It was strange how nobody else found it, but the book described works of magic which seemed oddly familiar, and when Mikkish practiced them, it worked.
He practiced for one year, before turning to pages describing an island off the west coast and truly believing the island was possible. Being encouraged to stay with his adoptive "father," but sick of that life, Mikkish sent off hitchhiking to find this island.
Noteable items:
Mysterious book. Bound in leather. No title
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Light blonde hair, thick and long enough to reach the neck. Eyes are dark and green. Long scar on his left cheek. Very light tan. Lean body, six pack, muscle definition, about 190 pounds, 6 feet tall. Normally dresses in dark jeans and a nice shirt. He is confident, so always has his back straight and his head up. Has a charismatic, but bastardly smile.
Personality: Normally a happy guy, and will help someone out if they need it, but is very immoral at the same time. He loves to drink liquor, smoke weed, and is always with a different girl, sometimes multiple in one night. He also ignores the law, and generally hates cops. He considers the crimes he commits to be rather light and harmless, while oftentimes fighting worse criminals like murderers and rapists. Nobody would ever get objection from him if they called him a scum, an asshole, or bastard, for he admits he is all of those things. He has a mostly normal accent, with the faintest, barely noticeable hint of southern twang.
Magic:
Physical Buffing: 6
Telepathy: 2
Pyrokinesis: 1
Healing: 1
Non-Magical Combat:
Hand to Hand: 7
Clubs: 1
Knives: 2
Guns: 1
Support Skills:
Charisma: 6
Sneak: 2
Mechanics: 2
History: Mikkish' eyes flickered open to the bright light of the hospital. He was 16 at the time, and had almost no memories of his past though he had no trouble speaking, writing, or knowing the basic things teenagers know. He was found in a farmhouse, right underneath a big hole in the roof, with a stab wound in his chest and a bullet wound to his head. Nobody could quite confirm his real name...but on the wall of the abandoned farmhouse was a carving which read "Mikkish."
It was a miracle he survived.
Being that nobody could find his parents, he was placed in an orphanage but quickly adopted by a lowlife criminal who lived in a trailer. This scumbag was a drunk as well as a heroin dealer, but never attempted to abuse Mikkish...maybe due to the fact Mikkish was 16 and kinda strong looking in comparison with the frail dope dealer. The criminal did try to teach Mikkish about the...business, resulting in Mikkish being desensitized to crime, however Mikkish never lost his instinctual sense of right and wrong. Instinctual also was his knowledge of how to fist fight. Mikkish also seemed to behave towards violence as a man with much experience would. Strangest of all, however, was how small fires would start around him, with seemingly no real explanation.
One day, Mikkish decided to search the place he was supposedly found, and there he found...a book. Covered with leather, and not titled, written completely in Sumerian.
It was strange how nobody else found it, but the book described works of magic which seemed oddly familiar, and when Mikkish practiced them, it worked.
He practiced for one year, before turning to pages describing an island off the west coast and truly believing the island was possible. Being encouraged to stay with his adoptive "father," but sick of that life, Mikkish sent off hitchhiking to find this island.
Noteable items:
Mysterious book. Bound in leather. No title
