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”Ar Aghaidh agus Suas!(Onward and Upward!)”
| ”Let’s have some fun, shall we?” _____________________________________________________ NAME: Sean Callaghan _______________________________________________ EPITHET: Archmage _______________________________________________ AGE: 23 _______________________________________________ PRONOUNS: He/Him _______________________________________________ HEIGHT: 6’2” _______________________________________________ WEIGHT: 178lbs _______________________________________________ NATIONALITY: Irish _______________________________________________ LIKES: People, studying, experimenting with gravity, taking his time. DOGS. _______________________________________________ DISLIKES: Hurried/impatient/arrogant people, cruelty, cooking. |
OVERVIEW
"So, ya wanna know ‘bout me? Well, gather ‘round, mo chairde!"
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APPEARANCE
"Quite a handsome diabhal, aren’t I?"
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Sean’s everyday wear consists of a white button-down shirt, with or without a light brown vest, and tan slacks, complete with black dress shoes, usually with a flowing cloak or robe draped over his shoulders. When he knows he’s going into a fight, he’ll trade these clothes out for a simple t-shirt, jeans, and street shoes, the only constant being the cloak.
”If I’m goin’ for that ‘archmage’ look, I have to look the part, don’t I?”
He has a tall, lightly toned build on the thinner side, which one might consider unassuming or nonthreatening, especially with that easy, ever-present smile of his. His emerald green eyes shine behind square, wire-framed glasses, glittering as if he were constantly thinking of something amusing, and he has a fiery mane of red hair in loose curls that reaches down to just past his ears. His skin is on the fairer side with a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheekbones.
”If I’m goin’ for that ‘archmage’ look, I have to look the part, don’t I?”
He has a tall, lightly toned build on the thinner side, which one might consider unassuming or nonthreatening, especially with that easy, ever-present smile of his. His emerald green eyes shine behind square, wire-framed glasses, glittering as if he were constantly thinking of something amusing, and he has a fiery mane of red hair in loose curls that reaches down to just past his ears. His skin is on the fairer side with a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheekbones.
PERSONALITY TRAITS
"I like to think I’m pretty easy to get along with."
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Extroverted:Despite how easily he can enjoy quiet moments alone, Sean is a people person. He enjoys meeting and talking to new people and old friends. That said, he has a tendency to get a little too chummy with people, but all it usually takes is a stern word to get him to back off.
Creative: Sean’s creativity is probably one of his greatest weapons. This creativity allows him to use his magic in ways that not many people might think of, making him a highly unpredictable opponent.
Easy-Going: Not much gets under Sean’s skin and he tends to have a more laid-back approach to life. A very ‘what will be, will be’ kind of guy, it’s rare to see him irritated, much less angry. Should his patience wear out, however, the atmosphere would suddenly feel much heavier in as literal of a sense as possible.
Creative: Sean’s creativity is probably one of his greatest weapons. This creativity allows him to use his magic in ways that not many people might think of, making him a highly unpredictable opponent.
Easy-Going: Not much gets under Sean’s skin and he tends to have a more laid-back approach to life. A very ‘what will be, will be’ kind of guy, it’s rare to see him irritated, much less angry. Should his patience wear out, however, the atmosphere would suddenly feel much heavier in as literal of a sense as possible.
BACKSTORY
”Ah, the who’s and why’s!”
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Sean Callaghan was born on Christmas Day, December 25th, in the town of Kinsale, Ireland. His parents are Erin and Liam Callaghan, the latter of whom was a professor of astrophysics. The little family had lived comfortably, thanks to Liam’s position as a well-respected professor at a nearby university. It was from a young age that Sean had started to realize that he was somehow different from other kids his age, but it wouldn’t be until years later that he would come to understand what this difference was.
He spent his primary and secondary school days in Kinsale, but after graduating, he managed to convince his parents to let him travel the country on his own, having developed an incredible wanderlust. He spent the next year traveling from town to city to village, his amiable personality making it easy for him to make friends wherever he went, many of whom he still kept in contact with. But even as he traveled and met all these people there was still something that felt off to him, an inexplicable urge that he couldn’t quite put to words. At least, he wouldn’t be able to until one fateful day.
He was in Dublin and had been walking back to his hotel room when he heard shouting from a nearby alleyway. His curiosity winning out, he walked into the alley to investigate when he came across the sight that would irreversibly change the course of his life. A woman stood in the alleyway, facing away from Sean, completely focused on the three men in front of her. Two more laid on the ground by her feet, groaning in a barely-conscious stupor. She was tall, only an inch or two shorter than Sean, with short, deep red hair. She wore cargo pants and a tank top, showing arms that were well-muscled and heavily scarred, which told Sean that she spent much of her time in fights just like this one.
The three men all charged at once and Sean felt his eyes widen as he watched the woman react. She was a whirlwind of violence, moving fast enough that Sean had trouble keeping up with her. It was as if he blinked and the three assailants were knocked out. The woman then turned to him, her fists raised and deep blue eyes flashing dangerously, as if she thought he was backup. Sean was about to reassure her he was just passing by when he saw one of the thugs behind her stand up. Something flashed in his hand as he charged and Sean reacted instinctively. He threw his hand out and violet energy sparked around his arm. The man suddenly fell to the ground, the pavement cracking around his body as Sean’s control over gravity suddenly awakened.
After that, and a not-insubstantial amount of pleading from a man who suddenly decided he wanted to be a fighter, the woman, Siobhán, became Sean’s mentor. While his ability to control ki beyond reinforcing his body and sensing others left much to be desired, his grasp of his newly awakened magical abilities was almost a natural gift. He trained for the next three years with Siobhán, who taught him boxing and the art of bataireacht, and her wife, Maeve, who helped him hone his magical skills before he began to wander again, this time at the behest of his teachers, who wanted him to seek out stronger opponents to further improve himself. And when news started to spread about a tournament? He had to jump at the chance.
He spent his primary and secondary school days in Kinsale, but after graduating, he managed to convince his parents to let him travel the country on his own, having developed an incredible wanderlust. He spent the next year traveling from town to city to village, his amiable personality making it easy for him to make friends wherever he went, many of whom he still kept in contact with. But even as he traveled and met all these people there was still something that felt off to him, an inexplicable urge that he couldn’t quite put to words. At least, he wouldn’t be able to until one fateful day.
He was in Dublin and had been walking back to his hotel room when he heard shouting from a nearby alleyway. His curiosity winning out, he walked into the alley to investigate when he came across the sight that would irreversibly change the course of his life. A woman stood in the alleyway, facing away from Sean, completely focused on the three men in front of her. Two more laid on the ground by her feet, groaning in a barely-conscious stupor. She was tall, only an inch or two shorter than Sean, with short, deep red hair. She wore cargo pants and a tank top, showing arms that were well-muscled and heavily scarred, which told Sean that she spent much of her time in fights just like this one.
The three men all charged at once and Sean felt his eyes widen as he watched the woman react. She was a whirlwind of violence, moving fast enough that Sean had trouble keeping up with her. It was as if he blinked and the three assailants were knocked out. The woman then turned to him, her fists raised and deep blue eyes flashing dangerously, as if she thought he was backup. Sean was about to reassure her he was just passing by when he saw one of the thugs behind her stand up. Something flashed in his hand as he charged and Sean reacted instinctively. He threw his hand out and violet energy sparked around his arm. The man suddenly fell to the ground, the pavement cracking around his body as Sean’s control over gravity suddenly awakened.
After that, and a not-insubstantial amount of pleading from a man who suddenly decided he wanted to be a fighter, the woman, Siobhán, became Sean’s mentor. While his ability to control ki beyond reinforcing his body and sensing others left much to be desired, his grasp of his newly awakened magical abilities was almost a natural gift. He trained for the next three years with Siobhán, who taught him boxing and the art of bataireacht, and her wife, Maeve, who helped him hone his magical skills before he began to wander again, this time at the behest of his teachers, who wanted him to seek out stronger opponents to further improve himself. And when news started to spread about a tournament? He had to jump at the chance.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
”Ever wonder what it feels like to stand on Jupiter? I can show ya!”
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SKILLS & ABILITIES
”Athair always told me gravity was the weakest force. I don’t see it.”
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Martial Skills: Sean has a basic grasp of ki manipulation, only so far as being able to reinforce his own body to handle the stresses of how he uses his magic. Outside of that, he’s skilled in boxing and bataireacht, a form of stick-fighting utilizing a shillelagh, which he also uses as a focus for his magic.
Magic Skills: Sean’s true area of expertise is magic. The particular field of magic he considers his domain is gravity manipulation, wherein he can control the force of gravity exerted on himself and others within his ten-foot range. Though he had only been practicing with his magic for a few years, he already has almost a master-level grasp of it.
Magic Skills: Sean’s true area of expertise is magic. The particular field of magic he considers his domain is gravity manipulation, wherein he can control the force of gravity exerted on himself and others within his ten-foot range. Though he had only been practicing with his magic for a few years, he already has almost a master-level grasp of it.
SIGNATURE MOVES
”Light as a feather or heavy as lead, I can do it all!”
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■ Fall / Titim
Sean alters the force of gravity on himself to allow for movement through the air. Rather than true flight, he increases, decreases, and shifts gravitational pull to change the direction and speed he falls in.
■ Radial Push / Brúigh Gathacha
Sean inverts gravity around him to repel projectiles and melee attackers. Purely a defensive ability, Sean has to focus to keep the inverted field activated. In addition, attacks that come in too fast or abilities that are light-based, since light is unaffected by gravity, can push through the inverted field and still make contact. Due to the amount of focus needed, the radius of this field is only a third of his usual range.
■ Trajectory Alteration / Athrú Uillinne
Sean’s most reliable countermeasure against non-light-based projectiles, he creates points of powerful gravitational force in the air or around himself, causing the approaching projectile to veer off course. By adjusting the strength and duration of these points, Sean can also cause projectiles to fly back at the attacker.
■ Heavy Strike / Stailc Throm
By reinforcing his body or shillelagh and increasing the force of gravity, Sean can increase the weight of his attacks, letting him hit much harder than he would be able to, otherwise. Ki reinforcement is a necessity, otherwise his shillelagh or even his bones could shatter.
■ Gyrokinesis / Giocrainéis
Sean uses gravitational fields to carry objects (such as debris from battle) in the air around him. These fields let him manipulate the objects freely, using them either defensively by absorbing attacks or as an offensive long-distance attack by throwing them.
■ “Super Strength” / "Neart Feabhsaithe"
By decreasing the effect of gravity on an object, Sean can lift and throw objects that are usually prohibitively heavy, giving himself a sort of simulated enhanced strength. He likes to use this, as well as Heavy Strike, to keep his opponent guessing about what his true ability is.
SUPER MOVES
”You want my best shot? Fine. Hope you don’t regret it.”
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■ God’s Hammer / Casúr Dé
Sean creates an area of extreme gravity and slams it down on his opponent(s), immobilizing or outright crushing them while also cratering the ground underneath. For Sean to be able to use it at full power, he would need to focus on it completely, which would leave him vulnerable to attack. He can charge it passively, freeing him up to defend himself and use weaker versions of his other abilities, but doing it this way takes him much longer to charge and it isn’t as potent. In addition, when charging and activating God’s Hammer, violet energy marks the affected area beforehand.
■ God’s Spear / Sliocht Dé
Sean narrows his focus to a straight line, increasing his range by a wide margin, then fires a projectile of concentrated gravity outward. The projectile, itself, is invisible, but the violet energy that envelopes it is enough to give an idea of where it is. The projectile also has enough power to shatter most materials. If it hits something or travels the full distance without hitting anything, the projectile will disappear, launching whatever it picked up outward in a wide area like a shotgun blast. By adjusting the strength or speed of the projectile, Sean can also cause it to dissolve early. Like with God’s Hammer, the Spear can be charged passively, letting Sean defend himself in exchange for reduced potency.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
”What? Not everyone’s perfect.”
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The stronger an ability, the more focus it takes for Sean to use it. Abilities such as Freefall or “Super Strength” require very little focus or none at all, making them the most effective weapons in Sean’s toolbox. Conversely, God’s Spear and Radial Push, for example, require quite a bit more, meaning that if Sean were to mistime these abilities, he would be left vulnerable to a counterattack.
Beam attacks are also a big weakness of his. Beams have properties similar to light, which is largely unaffected by gravity, except for in the most extreme cases.
Beam attacks are also a big weakness of his. Beams have properties similar to light, which is largely unaffected by gravity, except for in the most extreme cases.
OTHER
”My turn to cook? Sure, just call the hospital and tell them to ready the stomach pump. Trust me.”
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Sometimes, he’ll call his abilities by their Irish translation.
He’s an awful cook and likes to joke about the time he burned water. People (read: victims) who have tried his food find it very likely he’s telling the truth.
His weapon of choice is a five-foot blackthorn shillelagh, which he also uses as a focus for his magic. Combined with the fact that he likes to dress in robes or cloaks, it’s little wonder how his epithet came to be.
He’s an awful cook and likes to joke about the time he burned water. People (read: victims) who have tried his food find it very likely he’s telling the truth.
His weapon of choice is a five-foot blackthorn shillelagh, which he also uses as a focus for his magic. Combined with the fact that he likes to dress in robes or cloaks, it’s little wonder how his epithet came to be.
