[b]Username[/b]: Zagreus

[b]Name:[/b] Verin

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Birthday/Zodiac:[/b] August 5th, Leo

[b]Allegiance:[/b] Grimleal

[b]Class:[/b] Dark Mage -> Sorcerer

[b]Clothing:[/b] Same as appearance 

[b]Weapons[/b]: Nosferatu, Waste, Elwind 

[b]Appearance:[/b] [hider=Verin][URL=http://www.zerochan.net/322890][IMG]http://s3.zerochan.net/Cao.Pi.240.322890.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/hider]

[b]Personality:[/b] Verin is timid and usually preoccupied with his own thoughts. Having followed orders for most of his life, he's rather obedient. Verin lacks confidence, and derives his self-worth from how useful he can make himself to others. Predictably, this can cause him to be quite the depressing fellow, and the people who treat him poorly only exacerbate this. Verin is in some ways a misguided youth whose ethics have been warped by his willingness to obey. 

[b]History:[/b] Verin was ignored from the time he was born. A mistake. Unwanted. Discarded. He spent much of his life struggling to live in Plegia, with very few good things coming his way. His misfortune was compounded by his relative frailty: he was unable to do the labor demanded of a person his age, and as such was forced to rely on the "kindness" of the worshipers of Grima by becoming a simple acolyte. Even then, he was hardly ever acknowledged. Verin was fed little, and was cared for even less. He did his best to earn his keep, but he was constantly reminded of his unworthiness. 

Understandably, this had a terrible effect on Verin's self-esteem, and such hardships took its toll on his mind. Verin would retreat into himself on an almost daily basis, earning the ire of his superiors and a painful caning. Verin learned to associate pain with disobedience, and tried his best to appease others in fear of receiving more pain. It was around this time that Verin began to hear whispers. It is difficult to say whether Verin conjured up these whispers to dissociate himself from the rest of the world, or if the whispers were actually from some otherworldly source. Either way, Verin believed them, for what else did he have to believe in? The dark whispers told him of many things, and the knowledge which filled Verin's mind began to warp his perceptions of reality.

It was clear to others that Verin was beginning to lose it. What happened next, though, could be considered a small blessing for Verin: the dark whispers which the boy spoke of were interpreted as some sort of divine prophecy by his superiors. Could Verin perhaps be some sort of prophet, relaying the divine will of Grima? Perhaps. Not even Verin can say for sure where the whispers originate from, and most of the time they hardly make any sense at all. 

For the first time, though, people were actually paying attention to Verin. They were asking him questions. [i]They cared[/i]. Verin drew comfort from this, and did his best to interpret the whispers, despite him not quite knowing what they meant at times. Currently, Verin's reputation has not spread far and wide enough to warrant any special treatment outside of those that knew him originally. Word has gotten out enough, though, that there will be others seeking to use him in time. Verin would happily serve anyone that asks, so long as he believed he was being truly useful to them.

[b]Ability:[/b] Is guided by dark forces

[b]Quirk:[/b] A bit touched in the head

[b]Strengths:[/b] Highly proficient in magic, at times his madness blesses him with insight

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] Frail, impressionable, low self-esteem, low pain tolerance

[b]Likes:[/b] Being alone, quiet, being useful

[b]Dislikes:[/b] Himself, Naga worshippers, his parents (wherever they are), physical labor

[b]Other:[/b] "Finally, I have a purpose..."