[hider=Keandre Roux][center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjQ4LjlkNDkyMC5TMlZoYm1SeVpTQlNiM1Y0LjAAAAAAAAAAAAAA/banana-super.regular.png[/img] [hr] [img]https://images.thesartorialist.com/photos/9199Red1380Web.jpg[/img] [hr] [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=iLbk0ag84j0]I'll make it through this if it kills me and when it kills me, I'll come back.[/url] | [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mI4i8kXRNdU]Had a trumpet, but you lost it, thought that music could make you whole but it only made you feel more alone.[/url][/center] [color=a0410d]Name[/color] [indent]Keandre Artus Roux.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Nickames[/color] [indent]Kea, Pyro.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Age[/color] [indent]18.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Gender[/color] [indent]Male.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Homosexual.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Relationship Status[/color] [indent]Single.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Primary[/color] [indent]Terramancy.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Secondaries[/color] [indent]Toxin Production, MWI.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Appearance Details[/color] [indent]Keandre is a tall male with an athletic build. He's quite lean and absolutely covered in freckles, just about every inch of him is coated in a dusting of freckles. Amidst the freckles that cover his flesh, one may note the marbled burn scars that spiderweb over his hands and arms. A handsome face with high cheekbones and a straight nose is deterred by a glaringly obvious flaw, his right eye is entirely blind. His right eye is a milky blue opaque while his left eye is a standard pale green in shade. His hair is a vibrant and natural ginger and has a bit of a wave to it though it's not often that he has it unstyled. He can frequently be found in a brown suede jacket, usually carrying a beige messenger bag slung over his shoulder.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Personality Traits[/color] [indent]To put it kindly, Keandre is very blunt by nature and doesn't believe in talking bullshit. He often says what he thinks and doesn't consider the consequences of saying that, this can make him seem unapproachable. His unflinching honesty is complimented by a sharp sense of humor, a tendency towards quips that can come off as quite mean. Unnervingly unreactive at times, it can be hard to distinguish his emotions at any given moment. He doesn't give much away in his expression or his voice, this can make him seem rather monotonous. He's not easily impressed and he can be very authorative, almost dictatorial. He's not happy unless he's in charge in some manner or form and he will often make that very clear. It can be noted that Keandre has a terrible temper and at times he may absolutely blow his top. He's prone to small rants and pacing rampages and once these have began, it can be very hard to make them stop. Strategic and intelligent, he’s a thinker and a planner. He's likely to follow his head before his heart in any given situation. Of course, this does not always apply. His loyalty can outweigh his thoughtful nature in some cases. When he devotes himself to someone, he often devotes everything to them and nothing can shake him from this.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Skills[/color] [indent]- Quick to the draw, as they say. He often will jump straight into the action without hesitation. - An intensive knowledge of chemistry, especially relating to corrosive chemicals and explosives. This makes his toxin production near impossible to best despite his age. - A limited knowledge of combat and how to hold his own in a fight. - Willing to do whatever it takes to survive, not easily shaken from his tasks.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]- A bit of a self admitted alcoholic, often sneaking drinks in. - Loyal to a fault, will follow those he trusts into anything and everything. - Often loses control when he's angry, leading to him lashing out violently. - Terrible depth perception.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Upbringing Synopsis[/color] [indent]Keandre was raised in a bit of a hectic household with an absent father figure and a mother who didn't really know what to do with him. He was quite loved by her, treated with all of the kindness in the world but he could never seem to quite live up to her expectations and dreams. The bright young man that she saw in him was buried in his own self doubt and a growing kind of darkness that made him unreachable. As he grew older, she began to notice signs that he wasn't handling his problems in a way that she deemed healthy. He had started to set fires, obsessing over flame as if it were something magical. It wasn't until a terrible accident happened and he lost all the vision in his right eye that he was going sent to therapy in hopes of "fixing him". This did not end up helping him much his impulse control disorder spiraled out of control, when they received his invitation to Marchand, she sent him off without hesitation.[/indent] [color=a0410d]Misc.[/color] [indent] Bastien Bonizec | [color=a0410d]#a0410d[/color] - Keandre suffers from pyromania and schizoid personality disorder.[/indent][/hider] [hider=Nolan Santora][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjk2ZTMwMi5UbTlzWVc0Z1UyRnVkRzl5WVEsLC4wAAAAAAAA/prestige-signature-script-demo.regular.png[/img][hr] [img]https://az617363.vo.msecnd.net/imgmodels/models/MD10004435/dsc03457_edit.jpg[/img] [hr] [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8aAQ33P3n_U]Am I saying the wrong thing? Am I wearing the wrong thing? Am I saying the wrong thing while wearing the wrong thing? Oh no.[/url] | [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=GZp_8uqrmWw]Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times, you hate your pulse because it thinks you're still alive.[/url][/center] [color=8dc73f]Name[/color] [indent]Nolan Nicholas Santora.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Nickames[/color] [indent]Nol, Nicholas.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Age[/color] [indent]17.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Gender[/color] [indent]Male.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Bisexual.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Relationship Status[/color] [indent]Single.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Primary[/color] [indent]Necromancy.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Secondaries[/color] [indent]Blood Magic, Familiar Conjuration.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Appearance Details[/color] [indent]Nolan stands out around 5"9 with a very slim build, he doesn't seem to maintain much muscle. He has naturally wide-set shoulders and fairly long legs. His hips are rather narrow, making him seem slightly delicate. The boy is very pale, though not to an extent that one might find him sickly. His skin is nearly flawless, maintaining very few scars, though it's smattered in freckles. There is one prominent, large scar that marks the flesh on the left side of his neck, disappearing behind his ear. He's conventionally attractive with a pretty proportional face, a hard jaw and a nice mouth. His eyes are set beneath low, thin brows and they're a cornflower blue in color. His hair is a glossy wheat blond and usually appears very ruffled, he tends to slick it back at times. He most often wears very fashionable clothing, preferring to follow trends with a good eye. He doesn't stand out when it comes to clothing but he can almost always be found in a pair of old, worn, converse. He has a necklace with an old red amulet that he wears constantly as well, though he tends to keep it tucked beneath his shirt.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Personality Traits[/color] [indent]This boy could be considered something of an oxymoron, he's mostly friendly. He seems to have a natural love of life, often embracing the world with arms wide open. He can be a bit of a class clown at times, cracking jokes to make things less awkward and being generally disruptive. This friendly persona is what the majority of people see of him, just a happy-go-lucky type guy that lives to impress. There is another part of him that can come off as downright rude. He seems to have almost no filter, speaking thoughtlessly and without really weighing what he says. He can be argumentative and temperamental, he's quick to speak his mind and that can get him into trouble. He's not very good with emotions, he doesn't seem to understand other people. It's hard for him to connect with them, he also doesn't open up very easily. He can't seem to talk about his own problems, if he's put on the spot, he'll almost always bow out of the conversation. It makes it hard to really know much about him. Though this isn't to say that he isn't empathetic in his own way. He will go out of his way to make people he's close to feel better. He also has a penchant for anxiety, often a nervous wreck and he can be a bit cowardly.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Skills[/color] [indent]- As if to amount for what he can't do, he is an intensely good incorporeal necromancer. It takes a lot of exertion before it wears him down and he is able to draw large groups of spirits forward at a time and interact with the physical world, he is also able to draw forth stronger spirits. - Blood Magic, the boy has started to acquire a proficiency in blood magic. - Taxidermy, this is a skill that his father passed down to him and he is far prouder of it than he probably should be. - Sewing, he can sew fairly well. - Photography, he loves to use a camera and he's quite good at it. - Quick thinker, he's able to act quickly most of the time and he tends to gravitate to smart actions. - Responsible, most of the time, he can be trusted to make responsible decisions if other parties will be directly affected.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]- Corporeal Necromancy, try as he may, he just can't seen to do it very well. - Fighting, he's particularly bad in a fist fight or any fight. - Squeamish, despite choosing blood magic as a secondary, large quantities of blood often makes him very squeamish. - Selective hearing, he tends to tune out things that aren't important to him and it can often end in him missing important details and being overall weaker for it. - Pacifist to a fault, he likes to side with pacifism but that isn't always good. - Quick temper, though he strays from fighting, his temper can be very quick and volatile. - Curious, infinitely curious and willing to wander into danger to staunch that curiousity. - Power driven, he has a huge insecurity about his inability to learn corporeal and it leads him to seeking out power, his ambition could easily lead him to shambles. - Iresponsible, in regards to himself and his own well-being.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Upbringing Synopsis[/color] [indent]A name amongst mages that often goes unremembered is the Santora name, though it was forgotten for good reason. If one is to look far enough through their history, they would find that the Santora's are amongst some of the oldest and greatest necromancy bloodlines. A name that went into use in the depths of ancient Greece, these necromancers were polished in their art and good at both forms of it. They had a proficiency in being proficent at [b]both.[/b] It wasn't uncommon to hear them suggested when someone needed a necromancer and it wasn't uncommon to have them show up whenever they were needed. They were the type to dabble in the darker parts of necromancy but they were never the type to go overboard. They were amongst the most influential necromancers for years. It all changed in the 1400s when Niklaus Santora was born. Niklaus was like any young mage, he wanted to learn his craft and he wanted to be as good as his parents before him. It became clear very early on that he couldn't seem to learn corporeal necromancy. That struggle to learn caused him to begin to feel out casted amongst his own family. Everyone expected him to learn it but he couldn't seem to do it and this ended in a lot of teasing and putting him down for what he found to be impossible. So, his anger grew steadily and it became a beast inside of his heart. It was a rage that gripped him and he decided that if they thought he was weak for what he could not do then he would show them that he was strong for what he [b]could[/b] do. He became invested in drawing forward demons and malicious spirits, he became invested in all forms of forbidden magic that he could get his hands on. And so, he spiraled. The start of the great Santora Cult was in his name, he had made himself as powerful as he could get and that drew the attention of some other unsavory types. There were followers of different bloodlines and followers of his own bloodline as he sought a very personal war with other necromancers that he thought had slighted him. His followers were seemingly invested in all that he said and they committed terrible acts in his name. It became evident that he had to be stopped but the only way to stop him was to kill him. His cult came crumbling down after it was infiltrated and most of his followers, and a [b]lot[/b] of his family were caught in the crossfire. Niklaus, himself, wasn't found until much later. A frail and dying man, driven mad by forbidden magic and wearing a shining amulet upon his neck. He put up a formidable fight despite his terrible state but was soon killed, that amulet was removed from his corpse by unknown sources. Years later, after all had seemingly been forgotten, the Santora family remained reclusive because of these events. For years, there was never another Santora with the same deficiency in their magic as Niklaus and it was taken as a sign of hope. They were actively working to make it up to their fellow mages, what they had done had been unspeakable and they didn't expect to ever be forgiven. Without another Niklaus though, maybe forgiveness was possible. Nolan Nicholas Santora was born. In every way, he was a Santora. Golden hair and bright eyes, a smile that was never wavering but his magic fell short in the form of corporeal necromancy. He didn't know the implications of that issue but his father did and so they pushed him harder than his sisters to try to learn what he just couldn't seem to grasp. It wasn't until he was six that his father spilled the beans in a fit of frustration. Nolan Santora had what they liked to crudely refer to as "Niklaus Syndrome". Nolan had always known that his sisters bypassed him in proficiency, that hadn't made him want to stop trying but in light of this new information, his dad's frustration was finally making sense to him. It sort of made him angry that his father had made this broad assumption that he would end up like Niklaus. This sparked a rebellious streak as the kid got older and the longer he went without being able to learn corporeal necromancy, the more obsessed with Niklaus he became. He became obsessed with old texts description of his ancestor, even seeking out his diary at the age of ten. He poured over these diaries for months, empathizing with Niklaus' struggle with being taken seriously and starting to see him, unfortunately, as kind of a misunderstood anti-hero. At the age of eleven, on her deathbed, his grandmother gave him the amulet that Niklaus had died in. Nolan took it without hesitating. He wore it and he never took it off. It wasn't until he turned seventeen that his dad was offered a chance to get him away from Niklaus' diaries and his odd obsession. Driven by superstition and a worry that his son might head down a dark path, he was shipped off to Marchand in hopes that he'd learn corporeal necromancy.[/indent] [color=8dc73f]Misc.[/color] [indent] Luke Volker | [color=8dc73f]#8dc73f[/color] - Nolan can be found wearing the amulet belonging to his ancestor.[/indent][/hider] [hider=Professor Baines][center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjY2LmVhYmQ4Ni5VSEp2Wm1WemMyOXlJRUpoYVc1bGN3LCwuMAAA/glaston.regular.png[/img] [hr] [img]http://bravomodels.net/wp/wp-content/files_mf/1458210109002.jpg[/img] [hr] [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Qhu2L9MHoj0]Before we meet, we stand out on the sidewalk as it pours, swappin' one addiction for another.[/url] | [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=2gH0yhUTK60]Time stands still, but I cannot. I should strap myself in bed, I guess I'll sleep when I am dead.[/url][/center] [color=sandybrown]Name[/color] [indent]Aldridge Cedric Baines.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Nickames[/color] [indent]Al, Bones.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Age[/color] [indent]38.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Gender[/color] [indent]Male.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Heterosexual.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Relationship Status[/color] [indent]Single.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Primary[/color] [indent]Necromancy.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Secondaries[/color] [indent]Illumination, Familiar Conjuration.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Appearance Details[/color] [indent]Aldridge is about average as far as height is concerned and clocks in around 5"11, he's built with a fair amount of muscle and he has very broad shoulders. He's slender in form with long legs and strong arms. Many pale scars mark his skin, layered through years of small scuffles. He's got very unkempt brown hair and very intense brown eyes. His face is considerably handsome with a shapely mouth and fine features. He tends to be fairly scruffy and unshaven. He is often found in casual, comfortable clothing.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Personality Traits[/color] [indent]Aldridge is a friendly but firm kind of person, while he is not downright harsh with his students, he will not allow them to step all over him. He tries to guide his students carefully, focusing on their strengths rather than their weaknesses. At times he can be a bit soft but he makes up for this by never being afraid to correct a student who speaks out of turn. He takes knowledge very seriously and expects his class to do the same, at times he can be a bit much when it comes to his lesson plans and they can drag on to suit his mood that day. He's been known for his bravery and willingness to leap head first into whatever comes at him. He is very tactical, a born strategist, able to formulate plans at a moment's notice. He can hold his own in most bad situations, able to quickly think his way out of it but he becomes very stressed when there are no seeable solutions. Stress often leads to temperamental behavior from him and seething comments that he doesn't know how to take back later. He finds it easy to hold conversation most of the time and will be willing to talk about most anything.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Skills[/color] [indent]- Necromancy, he is an extremely talented necromancer and finds it fun to show this off whenever it suits him. - Very skilled in illumination and familiar summoning, he especially finds the illumimation fun to use shamelessly. - Tactical planning, he's great at working out solutions, no matter how hectic the situation has become. - Fighting, he has a particular skill in combat though he's unlikely to engage in a fight without reason.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]- Thoughtful, while this not intially a bad thing, Aldridge rarely ever acts without thinking things through and this can make him very slow to the draw. - Stubborn, he only wants to do things a certain way and will often not compromise. - Judgemental, if you are not of his circle, it's likely that he will have extreme opinions of you. - Drugs of any kind will send him into an unexplainable fit.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Upbringing Synopsis[/color] [indent]The Baines name dates back into old England, known for a particular succession in corporeal necromancy. This is a family that does not have much to speak of when it comes to historic figures but they have been known for their open-mindedness and general good grace with the public. Aldridge Arthur Baines was a fairly ordinary child despite being born to a rune-caster mother and a necromancer father. His parents were the overbearing type, invested in ensuring that their son didn't dare to fall behind in his studies. This approach to parenting fostered a son with a bright mind, it also fostered a resentment that only grew as time passed. It became common for the young man to disagree with his parents as he got older, fights became a common theme in the Baines household. He simply couldn't stand being pinned down like he was and he started making that apparent by the time that he became eight. It came to a point where he had been so sheltered that he barely knew of anything outside of his home. His parents were in control of every section of his life. They chose what he wore, what he ate, what he watched, what he read. There was nearly no room for individuality in his home and that began to wear down on him, he had no friends outside of his cousins and he was slowly getting more and more fed up with it. By the time he turned twelve, his sister was born which seemed to inspire a new reign of terror throughout the house. His parents cracked down even harder, hoping to set an example for the newest addition. As Aldridge grew older, he started to test the limits of the distance that he could between him and his parents. He started finding excuses not to be in the house, he started finding excuses to wander and see what the world had to offer beyond this home. Though, this didn't stop him from trying to be a good brother to Jessica. That was the only person that he cared to put any effort into and he spent a lot of his time trying to help her through the overly structured environment that she had been born into. He was a model older brother, he would take her places when his parents weren't dictating his every move and buy her things, he enthused about her runic work and he would become genuinely excited to see her work with her secondaries. He offered a gentle voice where his parents only ever offered punishment or impersonal approval. He did everything he could to help assure that she didn't grow to have the same feeling of loneliness that he had. That was until the start of the war where an opportunity presented itself that he would have been a fool to pass up on. He joined the forces, fighting for a cause that he believed in and giving himself the freedom that he had so desperately craved for years. He became the strategist of his squad, mapping their attacks and making sure that things ran smoothly. In active battle, he became quite known for his use of familiars. He had made a name for himself for his strategic mind and his proficiency in summoning. When the war came to a close, Aldridge bought himself a home away from his parents and contacted his little sister. He lived a fairly quiet life until Marchand came about, he was glad to help teach a new generation everything that he knew about familiar summoning and necromancy. He was glad for an adventure away from the mundane again.[/indent] [color=sandybrown]Misc.[/color] [indent] IDR | [color=sandybrown]sandybrown[/color] - Baines has insomnia and night terrors.[/indent][/hider] [hider=Isaiah Parrish][center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjU0LjBjMGUwYy5TWE5oYVdGb0lGQmhjbkpwYzJnLC4w/gracetians.regular.png[/img] [hr] [img]http://www.indeedmodels.com/sites/default/files/styles/colorbox/public/models/pedro-aurelian/images/01.jpg?itok=f1DVhHlM[/img] [hr] [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4dZHYex0Ix0]Cyncism isn't wisdom, it's a lazy way to say that you've been burned.[/url] | [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bibKaYWMfiE]You were the child who was made out of glass, who carried a black heart passed down from your dad.[/url][/center] [color=black]Name[/color] [indent]Isaiah Ichorus Parrish.[/indent] [color=black]Nickames[/color] [indent]Isa, Ichor.[/indent] [color=black]Age[/color] [indent]16.[/indent] [color=black]Gender[/color] [indent]Male.[/indent] [color=black]Sexuality[/color] [indent]Bisexual.[/indent] [color=black]Relationship Status[/color] [indent]Single.[/indent] [color=black]Primary[/color] [indent]Aquamancy.[/indent] [color=black]Secondaries[/color] [indent]Toxins, Levitation.[/indent] [color=black]Appearance Details[/color] [indent]Isaiah is very tall, standing around 6"2 and he's very scrawny in build. His frame is so skinny, that he may appear a bit malnourished and his shoulders are very bony. He has knobby elbows and knees. His skin is ghostly pale, though it's a bit blotchy and discolored in some places. There's pale scars that streak his flesh in various places. His face is debateably handsome with a sunken look to it, he has very deep cheekbones and a hard jaw. His nose has a very prominent bump in the middle of it and it hooks down slightly over his philtrum. His lower lip is full while his upper lip is thinner and sharper. He has ice blue eyes that are a stark contrast to his very dark hair and eyelashes. He's most prone to wearing all black, preferring to dress in a gothic sort of style. He likes chains and spikes and they adorn a lot of his clothing.[/indent] [color=black]Personality Traits[/color] [indent]Talking to Isaiah can be a bit odd, he seems to often struggle for the right thing to say. He can be a bit too wordy, or a bit too quiet and there's never a healthy in between. He speaks in an almost overly formal manner, addressing people without use of nicknames and often accompanied by a "Miss" or a "Mister". He also lacks effect in his speaking and it can be hard to gauge when he's surprised or angry. He loves to do things on his own, following his own whims wherever they may take him. Guidelines and rules don't seem to stick with him, he struggles to do what authority figures demand of him. He often lands himself into trouble by just downright refusing to do as he's told. In friendships, he can be a bit pushy. He doesn't seem to understand boundaries and will try to nudge his friends into doing what he's doing. He can be very understanding though and will listen to whoever needs him, he just won't seem to actively lend a hand.[/indent] [color=black]Skills[/color] [indent]- Fighting, though he is very frail of frame, he can hold his own in a fight. - Studious, one would find that he takes his studies very seriously. - Emotional restraint, he maintains a lot of self restraint and tries not to act on emotions but rather on thought. - Teamwork, he's good at working with a team and will try to put everyone's skills to use. - Good listener, he's willing to listen to anyone who's willing to listen to him.[/indent] [color=black]Weaknesses[/color] [indent]- Asocial, he lacks proper social skills and it can be hard to connect with him because of that. - Immunodeficiency disorder and allergens and asthma, he suffers from an immunodeficiency disorder, asthma and many, many allergies which can lead to him appearing very sickly and frail. He lands in the infirmary very often. - Individualist, to the point of extremity, orders may as well be suggestions.[/indent] [color=black]Upbringing Synopsis[/color] [indent]The Parrish bloodline dates back to Medieval England, it is a bloodline that most mages tend to know though they tend to know it with a sense of disdain and begrudging respect. This bloodline was wrought from cruel nobles, they were excruciatingly rich and most who knew of them knew of their highly valued money. Most who knew of them, knew that they had spent years trying to build up their worth and that money seemed to matter more to than aquamancy. Despite this fact, they birthed generations of very powerful aquamancers and they had little question by means of authority, most who knew of them wanted to have them in their good grace. The Parrish family was strangely obsessed with "survival of the fittest", had developed their own way of testing which children were worth keeping or good enough to be seen beneath their name. They developed a system of drowning their toddlers to test their proficiency in aquamancy and their ability to manipulate their way out of the water before they lost air to their lungs. This went as badly as one might expect and ended in the tragic death of many of their children. This challenge developed with the passing of the years, though the cruelty of it remained. It became less dangerous, as the parents were likely to pull their child to the surface before they drowned completely but it became more cruel as the parents were likely to disown a child who failed them. They developed a kind of marking system for those that failed the challenge or completed it, the child would get a middle name based on their profiency and their profiency alone. Isaiah Parrish was born to a pair of parents who barely wanted him, a sickly child with a near crippling immunodeficiency disorder. He resembled his father down to his bones with very dark hair and eyes that were ice blue in shade, he lacked any resemblance to the very red-headed Irish genetics of his mother. He grew more and more sickly as he aged, developing more allergies than his parents knew what to do with and landing in the hospital far more times than anybody would dare to count. The kid was born a step behind most Parrish's and this was very disappointing for his father. When his powers were tested, he drowned, he damn near died, and absolutely infuriated his father. He was christened with the middle name "Ichorus" to account for what he had failed to accomplish. His family would have never been the typical and loving type of people but his failure to complete his challenge just made it much, much, much worse. He was often viewed as a liability, less of a son and more of a trinket that could be ignored or viewed as they pleased and this lead to him developing a very odd approach to his emotions. He often felt as if he weren't supposed to have any at all. His father was obsessed with maintaining business and taught him into a very stiff and overly formal way of speaking. He was often dragged along on business ventures, though it was expected of his father's colleagues to ignore him or pretend that he didn't exist at all. When he was spoken to, he was to be referred to as "Ichor" and nothing else, sometimes it drained on the young man though he did well in not speaking out on the matter. It was expected to maintain emotions in the Parrish family, it was unseemly to be seen as anything other than strong. Marchand was a perfect chance to get him out of their hair and so they shipped him off to practice his aquamancy, he is rarely spoken of by his parents at all anymore.[/indent] [color=black]Misc.[/color] [indent] IDR | [color=black]black[/color] - Isaiah is prone to immune attacks.[/indent][/hider]