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Character Type: Friend (probably)

Location: Urbi Lupi 

Name: Snow

Gender: Male

Age: Looks to be around 7 years old, he doesn’t know his own age

Race: Lycan

Appearance: Snow is a small, white haired child. His hair is curly-ish but sticks to his head and is rather short. He has big brown eyes and his skin is pale, like snow. Has wolf ears because he doesn’t know he can hide them and sees no reason to do so.

Height: 110 cm

Weight: 25 kg

Hair: White

Eye Color: Brown

Skin Color: Skin colour is very white, fur is also white.

Typical Clothing: Snow wears a non-descript fur coat made for winter and some basic winter boots. A thick undershirt for winter and some wool pants for more warmth.

Skills:
- Ice spear
Makes an ice spear and throws it at foes. High damage, high cost
- Blizzard
Makes a blizzard appear that lasts for a little and then dissipates. Takes large amounts of mana, continuous damage to all enemies
- Flash freeze
Encases the target in ice, moderate mana cost
- Unfreeze
Removes frozen effect, unfreezes objects/people. Low mana cost. Does nothing if targeting a target that isn't frozen.

Characteristics:
-Amnesia
-Is fluffy
-Is gifted with ice magic but also has an affinity with cold. Doesn’t feel cold, susceptible to warm weather.
-Inquisitive
-Likes warmth, just not warm weather.

Traits: Amnesia, his lycan form is a small white wolf.

Short Back Story: There isn’t much of a backstory. One day, Snow woke up somewhere in the snow. He had no idea where he was or who he was, or what anything was. All he knew was his name, Snow. Snow knew how to breathe and how to walk. He knew a language, but he didn’t know what it was. When he woke up, he was in a ruined building which was barricaded by snow. Broken glass containers lined the walls and strange metal boxes were next to them. Snow didn’t know what they were, but they felt nostalgic. He looked and saw a snow pile, seemingly originating from the wall. Snow walked to it and touched it. [i]I want to leave.[/i] He thought. The snow gave way, revealing the scant sunlight the snow had hidden. Snow looked out and saw a white landscape, lined with strangely uniform rocks. Some had rectangular holes in them, but Snow had no idea what for. He looked back at the place he had woken up into. Compared to the sunlight, the area behind him looked dangerous and forboding, broken glass like jaws of an unknown beast. Snow had no reason to stay, but he didn’t know how he knew that. Snow turned back around and walked on, without looking back. Where was he going? He didn’t know. Away from here, definitely. He didn’t need to be there. He didn’t really need to be anywhere, but he wanted to know who he was. He was looking for clues to who he was. The only thing he really knew was that he didn’t need to be in the place with the broken glass, and he wanted to leave. Snow walked on, searching for his identity.

His magic: He's naturally gifted with ice magic, but he hardly knows any ice magic. He has instinctive knowledge of the basics of ice magic such as gathering and shaping ice, but without further training, he can't do too much. As he is, he has a certain amount of ice manipulation, but he uses far too much magic to do so. The reason is, he doesn't do it the same as every other mage. In terms of ice magic, Snow thinks of what he wants to happen and it happens. This consumes an inordinate amount of magic and tires him out fairly quickly so he mostly does small things. He can't do or make things too big or complicated and will pass out if he tries.