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Name: Fyrshylryn "Fyr" Xyeln

Age: 142
Race: Undead Symbiote
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Unlike most undead, Fyrshylryn's grey skin has a somewhat peachy tone and shows no signs of decay. He has the appearance of a 16 year old, and stands at about 5'5". He has an iconic [url=http://www.villagehatshop.com/photos/product/giant/4511390S379576/-/size-m.jpg]brown leather hat.[/url]

Faction: Arcane Bastion

Personality:
Although not particularly friendly, Fyrshylryn gets along fairly well with others. Quick to action and quick to lose interest, he's fairly volatile at times. He's incredibly unworldly, both in his ideals and desires, but faces his idealism with surprising maturity. Fyrshylryn's words have a thick accent that becomes almost incomprehensible when he's excited.

Skills: 
Archery - 1
Blood Magic - 2

Lv. 1 Blood Magic - Blood Arrow: Fires a fast-moving arrow of blood.

Lv. 1 Blood Magic - Siphon: Draws in nearby spilt blood to restore the caster's own blood.

Equipment:
Light armor

Backstory: 
Originally a hunter in his small, remote village, Fyrshylryn was attacked by a bear and received grave injuries. Collapsed and lying in a pool of blood, a slime approached his body and slipped into the wounds, absorbing his blood. Having taken on the properties of the substance, the slime's movement through his veins actually resuscitated him, though his heart was no longer beating. The slime stayed in his body, feeding off of the fresh blood his body produced in exchange for keeping him "alive". As time went on, Fyrshylryn realized that he was no longer aging. He became far more appreciative of the idea of co-existence; it was far better for things to live together than for only one to remain.[/hider]