Basic Information
Name: Connor Vaelis, more often referred to as Cub or simply Vaelis
Race: Human
Age: 25
Magic potency: Y. Mentalist: Telepathy and telekinesis. His capabilities and skills in depth are found in his history.
Physical Description: Connor VaelisConnor stands in contrast to his newbie status quite tall (6'2 ft) with a lean intimidating posture, this is quite ironic considering his naive and childish personality and his illogically great skills in stealth. He often makes a joke that his good camouphlage skills are due to the fact that people could mistake him as a tree. Connor prefers to wear reinforced leather armor and leggings which's brownish collor help his attempts to blend in natural surroundings, his boots are of tough leather softened at the bottom to help him achieve as much silence as possible when moving. His physical fighting style with his shortsword resonates with his armor as unlike chainmail and plate armor wearers, Connor is much more cautious of enemy attacks. This warryness causes him to have less attacking chances than other combatants. He wears a black, not well kept, at places torn, cloak on his back which also has a hood to cover his face. Vaelis has a leather belt on his waist which holds a sheather for his dagger and his short sword, along with with his pouch.
His physical description along with his sharp facial features might intimidate commoners and help in resolving tavern conflicts before they turn into brawls, only when he keeps silent. And Connor staying silent is rare enough that people can commit a whole feast and celebration to cherish such an occassion.
Military Background:
Years Spent in Service: 10 months
Equipment: - A well-made shortsword
- Reinforced leather armor that reflects his focus on agility rather than brute strength
- A pouch containing herbs, liquid and powder poisons, and coin.
- A dagger sheathed in his belt
Skills: (List from most potent to least)
- Excellent stealth skills combined with his type ot magic make him an excellent recon that can convey messages without needing to rendezvous with his group.
- Very perceptive of enemy movements
- Good swordsman
- Erratic skills in magic but with vast potential
The Mind
Psych Profile: Connor Vaelis:
Q1: What annoys you?
"If there's something that quite annoys the living hell of me, well, that would be waiting.I am quite impatient, yeah. Oh yeah, and I can't understand why everyone in the Company keeps calling me Cub or Fresh Blood and orders me around to do errands. By the Spirits, I've been with them for almost a year." Q2: What could you say about your experience in life ?
Hmm, I have seen quite much of the real world, I mean I am twenty five years old, I know everything there is, can't surprise me, no. There's nothing out there that could lift me off my shoes, I tell you I've seen a lot. (Yeah,right.)
Q3: Other 'colleagues' of the Company say that you're completely out of your mind, what do you have to say about that ?
What ? Who said that ? Has to be that quartermaster, keeps giving me a lecture everytime I pass by him, can't even take my time in the backhouse if he's waiting for me to get out of it. I am pretty sure that guy was a teacher in a college of Magic, they're all like that there and that's-Q3 2nd attempt: Could you answer to the question please?
Oh yeah, of course, sure. Um, by completely out of my mind I think he means I am brave. And I am really brave, I don't know why they keep calling my actions stupid, I call them brave. You get what I mean ? I like adventure, that's why I am here.Q4 Describe yourself with five words.
Hot, Sexy, Genious, Temptation at its best-Q4 2nd attempt: Seriously now.
Fine, fine. Geez. Umm, funny, brave, totally brave, sometimesidontthinkmuch, very stubborn, independent.Q5 Do you find yourself in the right place, being here in the Company?
Oh yeah, definitely. It's really what I wanted, damn the college, they were all stuck-up nobles there anyway. Here you feel free. Yeah, you get your obligations and duties but people are honest, or they do really damn good job at acting honest. You get all type of people here, you get silent and keen listeners, merry folks, people with no hope in their eyes, vengeance driven people, honorable knights probably fleeing stuck up nobles just like me and so on. Oh, and the Cap'n, he's the right man for this job, can't think of others being at that position and as I told you I've see a lot (not really a lot at all), this man knows what he's doing and he has my respect. All in all, I am happy to be here despite how people judge us. History: Connor Vaelis was born to two parents in a village called Five Streams, for the five streams around it (originality), a very small village on the borders of the South with the North. The village was situated on a really forsaken location much isolated from the rest of the world and it awaited monthly arrivals of peddlers to restock equipment and goods they could not get from nature itself. As such, Connor developed great respect and love for the nature and the wild finding the wild as his home. Although taught to be a farmer, he often played with other children in the forests and hills surrounding the small village. Ever since he was a child he would get in as much as trouble as he could get in such a village, and he was prone to mischief and dangerous adventure. One such adventure was Connor's solo journey to the closest village which was two nights of walking through a rough terrain of endless hills. During that journey, at night time, he was ambushed by a predator, a predator so black he could not make its shape in the dark. Struggling against deadly jaws with flying kicks and reckless punches, feeling helpless against the predator did he repulse against the beast and send it flying away crashing its spine in an old tree.
He found he had magic.
Scared to death from his encounter he grew a patch of his hair white. As he returned home, Connor explained his story to his parents which were greatly shocked by this. His father's eyes gleamed with pride as he declared he was leaving Five Streams to find a mage to teach his son but deep inside his father feared the taking of his son by a college or a cabal, yet he knew that without control Connor would destroy himself.
As the father left Five Streams, no news of him was heard until Connor became fifteen. During that time, believing his father dead, Connor did his father's duty with great concentration and effort and had a lot of success with every harvest. He was glad his life was peaceful, but longed for an adventure, longed to find the fate of his father, but he could not leave his mother here. During those days Connor became aware that he could hear people's thoughts, not as full sentences but as background sound, only once did he grasp that he had skill concerned with the school of magic - telepathy, this of course was explained to him when he was taken to the college of magic. In his mutual conversations with the other villagers, Connor found out to become quite persuasive and people were wilful to do what he asked for. He found that whatever his magic was, he had no idea of it and how to control it, Connor knew he had to leave soon. As that thought began to take form, his father returned.
With a mage.
The tall, skinny overdressed with cloth garments mage stood well above the fifteen year old Connor, he held a wooden staff in his right hand and looked as much as a mage could look in a fairy tale. The mage confirmed that indeed the boy has the magic, and by the looks of it with not just an average amount of potential. The mage questioned Connor for 'symptoms' and deduced that Connor had an affinity towards the school of magic that employed magic to influence thoughts upon others or convey messages to other's minds, the latter would be a base to his role as a good recon and scout. And with that, the mage declared he would take Connor away to the Imperial capital in a Mage College to be trained in art of magic.
Connor was found to be a quick learner in his classes and excelled in the beginning, yet every day he grew tired of his peers who to him seemed as stuck up and plain boring children of nobles of which some scarcely had the flame of magic within. As he grew more tired and began getting into trouble, his teachers noted that his character reflects the application of his magic - erratic. And that was true, sometimes he was able to influence whole decisions upon people (like you know that random going to the fridge and opening it with no idea or whatsoever) and sometimes he could barely try the same and get questioning looks from his targets.
Years passed and Connor restlesness was at the edge, that was the time when he was picked along with other students to partake in a skirmish between the South and North. Connor was so excited he nearly fainted. Leaving the capital riding with a capable force of men and a few other students, Connor prepared his mind for the battle.
At the skirmish he proved his capabilities by influencing men's emotions, he struck a handful of Northern soldiers with a mood of hopelessnes and defeat while boosted Southern's men with motivation. Numerous times he attempted on finding the general of the northern forces, skipping through minds, thoughts and emotions until he located the leader. Connor attempted numerous tries to influence the man's choices of strategy, trying to force him a movement of soldiers that would result in sending them in an ambush, yet Connor felt his strength drained from his vast search for the general and the previous influences on moods on both sides and thus he was just ended the day with a headache. During that skirmish, as the other students had magic that was quite shown such as the creation of fire, the strikes of lightning, soldiers began mocking Connor as useless as they could not make out his magic. Annoyed, he concentrated all his energy on bending the Northern general's mind to commit an illogical act, with his mind beating like hooves of horses on the general's mind barriers, Connor finally broke in and succeded on his act. Of course, the soldiers did not believe such and maintained their mockery even after the battle. That day he realized that his days in the college were numbered.
Three years passed since he had left the College and sought to make his own fortune and go throughout the world which was in war alone, Connor's solo adventures during that time lead him to another community of believers of the Old Ways where he apprenticed under an old yet experienced master of the sword and a hermit who brought great knowledge upon Connor about the links between the Old Ways and magic itself. For two years he stayed there until he left, feeling surprisingly adept enough to wield a sword to guard himself and with a bit better control of his magic, yet still erratic and far from achieveing an outstanding skill of it.
Thus, now at twenty five years of age, he sought to find a place to be in, a place full of adventure and to develop his abilities to people who would appreciate them. And fate met him with the Company of the Wolf, in which he is part of for almost a year now.
Denouement
Character Motivation: Have a life full of such adventure, independent from both warring sides, so he could write a book about his adventures and leave a legacy of a legendary writer.
Significant Relations: His parents back in Five Streams, he last saw them right after he took his leave from the College, and now it has been years since that.
Opinions on Others: - Triala Veclis: Connor finds Triala as his primary target of pranks and mockery as he finds her fiery reactions funny even though they are life-threatening. He hardly comprehends her honest distaste of him, although Connor has felt her negative emotion towards him while utilizing his metalist skills of the Will. Occassionally, he likes calling her "Tri-tri" with a girly tone in some way attempting to mock her, other times he'd mock her on her love for the alcohol for example by remarking that he's surprised to see her without a bottle of alcohol in her hands or tell her she can have his arm as support on her way back to her tent so she doesn't trip. All with a smirk and a grin. Yet, he's never meant the mockery in a harmful and bullying type of way, although it seems she has taken it as such. Connor's actions towards her are more in the name of fun and comrade tease, even though she does not see it that way. After the incident which resulted in Triala obliterating with flames a good amount of assets of the Company, Connor has lowered his frequency of mockery and jokes on her, but he doesn't miss a good chance to strike. For some reason, he believes that this way she'll eventually 'loosen up' and realize the goodwill of his jokes, but for now that seems a very hard, close to impossible goal despite Osric's , a mage of the Company who Connor finds a good companion for banter, attempts to persuade Triala that Connor's jokes are in no way attempting to harm her.
