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[color=red][u][b]     Arden Thorn     [/b][/u][/color]
[sup][color=red][b]Height:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]182 cm.[/i][/color]  [color=red][b]Weight:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]79 kg.[/i][/color] [color=red][b]Age:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]19 years.[/i][/color] 
[color=red][b]Hair Color:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Blonde.[/i][/color] [color=red][b]Eye Color:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Green.[/i][/color][/sup]
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[color=red][b]Name:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Arden Thorn (Amakos Therai)[/i][/color]
[color=red][b]Age:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]19 years.[/i][/color]
[color=red][b]Race:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Tiefling[/i][/color]
[color=red][b]DOB:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]January 21, 1998.[/i][/color]
[color=red][b]Zodiac:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Aquarius.[/i][/color]
[color=red][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] [color=c0c0c0][i]Student.[/i][/color]
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[color=c0c0c0][i]It's not to say Arden's father was a bad man, just really bad at making the right choices. He was weak of will and fell to many many vices, easy prey for Arden's half demonic mother. It was after all in her nature and her blood to feed off of others suffering. With his last bit of sense Arden's father took baby Arden short after his birth and fled.

So Arden grew up with his father until his fathers lifestyle of drinking, smoking, drugs and gambling caught up with him.

The two lived together out in the countryside in a state of squalor until Arden was old enough to start fending for himself and contributing. He fastly became independent and soon supported his father who equally as fast became crippled by illness and grew worse and worse day by day. 

After his fathers passing young Arden made his way to the nearest town where he lived on the streets until he found a mysterious letter that would change his life forever.[/i][/color]

[color=red][b][u]Magic[/u][/b][/color]
[color=c0c0c0][i]Arden's Magic is rare and risky to wield. He can reach beneath the fabric of existence to a pure raw and wild chaotic force. To some it is known as creation energy, others chaos magic. Mishandling it can result with some unfathomable, unpredictable harsh consequences. Not only does the mind need to be sharp to direct such a raw untameable force, but the body must be strong too. Acting as a conduit for this wild magic takes a physical toll, always.[/i][/color]

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[color=c0c0c0][i]Arden who has grown up in poverty has managed to get this far with very little and will continue to do so.[/i][/color]
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Arden's feet pounded heavily on the hard wet cold stone pavement, protected only by a thin layer of worn tattered leather soles. The merciless icy winds rushing over his bare numb skin and roaring in his pointy ears as he frantically tore through the stormy dark streets with a desperate urgency. Yet still, despite his nimble agility and best efforts he couldn't seem to escape the angry droning echo of hostile shouts as they continued to chase him. 

A sudden flash of light was followed by a surprising warmth that danced dangerously close to Arden's shoulder as an unexpected fireball narrowly missed him. It continued to travel further down the alleyway only to explode into a brilliant and blazing wall of fire blocking the path ahead of him.

Although still some distance away Arden could feel the heat radiating from the magical flames. This was the cost of his gamble. Sure the reward would be better but the stakes were defiantly higher and the odds not in his favour. This is why no one robbed the magic store.

Hurling the bag of stolen goods over his shoulder Arden quickly decided on a new path and took to the wall at his side. Scaling it with ease he was soon on the roof tops as his pursuers reached the ground beneath him. Another flash lit the sky, this time Arden didn't stick around to see what happened. With the next rooftop in site he took a mighty run up and lept.

[b]'CRASH!'[/b] Arden was shocked as the second roof gave way beneath him and he came crashing down hard in an explosion of wood, tiles and debris. It took a moment to regain his senses, another to realise he rolled his ankle, a third to notice his stolen belongings were now scattered around or buried in the rubble. 

Those chasing him would now be close, but he couldn't run. He frantically tried to gather his things but all that was in reach was a dusty letter. It caught his eye only because it had his name upon it. His real name. His full infernal Tiefling name. 

As heads popped up around the opening in the roof, dark ominous shadows silhouetted against an eerie nights sky, ready to descend upon their helpless deserving prey. A new flash of light filled the room beneath them and the thief was gone! 

An injured, dizzy and confused Arden suddenly found himself beneath a beautiful blue sky. Sitting on the soft luscious grass of a pleasant green field. Flower garden's aside and a tall old building ahead. There were a couple of people near him and two a bit further away. They seemed to be waiting expectantly. 
Arden stuttered as he tried to find words for the situation and then quickly decided on remaining silent, for a moment at least.
[b][i][color=Goldenrod]"Where am I?"[/color][/i][/b] he finally asks.
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