[center][img]http://cdn.alchemistcodedb.com/images/units/artworks/othi.png[/img][/center] [center][h2][color=gold]"Now what could you want with little ol' me?"[/color][/h2][/center] Name: Enlil Chandr Nickname: En Sex: Male Place of Origin: Roshad Appearance: Young, diminutive, and a tad on the short side, En doesn't cut a particularly inspiring figure. His lazy smile, unkept wheat-colored hair, and tendency to slouch further give the impression of someone who isn't very heroic or reliable. His golden eyes ruin the image however, sparkling with equal parts humour and intelligence. He does posses more muscle then one would expect, but it's hidden under several lays of garments that are distinctly Rochadian in design, and a size or two too big, worn loose and haphazardly. He carries with him a peculiar wooden staff, jet black in color and taller then he is. It is adorned with a twisting loop at the top and a curved base. Psyche: Laidback and easygoing, En tends to be cheerfully frivolous, going through life at his own pace. Almost contradictory to this, he is an adventurous soul with boundless curiosity. His intelligence and skill in magic is unquestionable. He is, quite simply a prodigy the likes of which have not been seen for a very long time, although he will downplay it. Not one to grab the spotlight, he is fine with 'working in the back' as he calls it and going unnoticed. Although his definition of 'working' can differ from most other people's. If left unchecked, he can spend hours idling, reading a book, sleeping, or just doing nothing at all. He loves hot drinks, especially coffee and generally dislikes the cold. He habitually wears a heavy coat, no matter the weather. As a person, he is very logic-driven and self focused. He doesn't extend trust easily, nor does he expect it in turn. He looks out for himself first and foremost. Still, he isn't a heartless person, nor a coward. Just like his appearance, his personality makes people underestimate him. He seems like a airheaded bumbling fool at times, and it's not entirely an act. Skills: En was gifted with an extraordinary mind, which was further trained by some of the finest scholars in Roshnad. Despite his youth, his academic knowledge covers a broad array of subjects, such as medicine, astrology, meteorology, herbology, biology, chemestry ect. (However, this is academic knowledge and is no master in any one of these.) His other gift is a great affinity with the magic arts. He posses innate magic, unlike others who require an outside power or certain rituals. However, despite Roshnad's vast array of scholars and scholarly knowledge, there was only so much he could learn with much knowledge of the Art being lost. His dream is to find a teacher and become a great wizard. --Details vague, need more information-- He can hold his own with a staff in hand to hand combat. Because the world is a dangerous place, and he can't always rely on magic in a pinch, he trains his body and learned to fight with a staff. (what makes your character extraordinary?) Equipment: Curious Staff: A long, black stick of some unknown material, possibly some kind of wood. It's sturdy and durable and makes a nice traveling aid or weapon. The scholars believed it held some kind of magic, but what they where never able to find out, all they could say for certain is that it is defiantly enchanted. En 'borrowed' his for his journey and replaced it with a credible fake. They don't know it's missing yet...probably. (GM info: It is a staff of some ancient wizard who specialized in controlling weather, created as a focus for his magic. Using it with sufficient power, a caster can conjure up and control weather. However, this will require practice and careful aim, because the conjured up weather is can still be dangerous to the caster and who or what ever might be nearby.) A large knapsack full of useful and seemingly useless things, including ink, chalk, paper, books, unusual rocks, rings, carvings, herbs and so on. Most of these things are intended for use in rituals and spells. (GM note: These would be all common and easily obtainable things, so he isn't pulling out a MacGuffin) Bio: En was a young boy when his magic began to manifest. In the place where he was born, superstition ran deep as the snow drifts that never fully thawed high in Roshadian mountains. Without the knowledge to properly harness his burgeoning talent, it would build up, like pressure behind a dam until it would burst forth to cause random unnatural phenomena. At first, his family was afraid but willing to accept him. But when their secret was revealed, the people of his village feared him. Hysteria and fear spread like wildfire. They called him cursed, a monster, unnatural, and worse. His family, unable to but up with the pressure, disowned him, even removing his name from the family cloak. They drove him out into the cold and bitter winter. But as one last mercy, some of his family who were sympathetic gave him supplies and directions to the next closest village. But he never made it. He was caught in snowstorm and lost all sense of direction. But some fortune smiled on him. When it passed, he was found face-down in the snow, nearly dead, by some strangers. They took him a hospital in the nearest city where he spent several weeks in recovery. During this time, his magical talent was discovered. But instead of being reviled, it, and he, were held in awe. He was tested by the priesthood and he was also found to have an excellent mind. The priesthood also said that his arrive was foretold by the stars and that he was destined for great things, although the truth of this was in doubt. Nevertheless, these combined made him something of a celebrity, and he was eventually given the honor of joining the library harem of the capital, Qualoktl, to be groomed for the chance to become the next great Thinker of the capital, or at the very least a high ranking member of the government. For the next several years, he was trained and tutored nearly constantly on all manner of subjects deemed necessary. In what little spare time he had, he loved exploring the great Library and reading whatever caught his interest. He thrived here, happy to simply learn. He also discarded the name he was given at birth and named himself after something out of an old legend. As time went on he found himself disappointed with what was little was known about magic. His thirst for knowledge grew and he found himself dreading the idea of becoming the Thinker. He hated the idea of having all that responsibility. He wanted magic, not to rule. But at the same time, he didn't want to burn bridges if something didn't work out. So he devised a plan. He convinced the current Thinker that it would be a good idea for the Thinkers-in-training to have personal knowledge of the kingdoms beyond Roshad, so why not arrange a visit to foreign lands? He agreed, so En, along with other members of the harem were taken on a journey. The night before they left, En "borrowed" a magic staff and hid it, along with other preparations. And then he waited. Biding his time, waiting for the chance to slip away. At last, the opportunity came, and with some regret, he left that life behind. When he heard about a sorcerer, a true sorcerer, he couldn't help but be intrigued. Could he find the knowledge he had been seeking there? Oh, and insane power-mad gods tend to make terrible neighbors. So maybe he should be stopped or something.