[i]Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage[/i]
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[b]Appearance[/b]:
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[b]Name[/b]: Icarus Ochre
[b]Age[/b]: 16
[b]Race[/b]: Demon, Phoenix
[b]Nationality[/b]: Solitum Desert, Arcanis

[b]Personality[/b]:
Definitionally, Icarus is a coward, a fool, and an idiot.

It might seem contradictory for an eternal firebird to be defined by cowardice, but then again Icarus isn't exactly your average phoenix. It's not like any sort of well thought-out cowardice, but he is just easily panicked. He's anxious about a lot of things all of the time, has a nasty habit of inventing new things to be anxious about, and this high-strung mentality leaves him prone to freaking out in response to unexpected stimulus. Or just that little extra push over the edge.

On the topic of freaking out, it's not just heart-pounding terror that Icarus wears on his sleeves. Really, it's all of his emotions. He tries quite desperately to emulate the cool, serene attitudes of his forebears, but lacking their experience all he has is a thin shell of serenity that cracks under the slightest pressure, almost exactly unlike a well-balanced egg. Anger, love, embarrassment, it all comes surging to the surface the moment any of his keys get pressed. And Icarus is basically a pipe organ in that regard.

Compounding all of his immaturity, or perhaps causing it, is another one of Icarus's contradictions: while patient, and more than willing to wait for results, he is consistently shortsighted. He doesn't really imagine the consequences of his actions beyond how they will affect [i]him[/i] immediately, which is likely to give him some trouble making and keeping friends.

When his many flaws and foibles don't get in the way, Icarus could be charitably described as driven, determined, and ultimately he is willing to get down and dirty to get what he wants. And to be fair, it is his desire to soar above the clouds and do something outside the norm that brought him to Silver Gate to begin with.


[b]Backstory[/b]:
Some people define themselves by their hardships, the adversities they have faced, and Icarus is not one of those.
Some by their accomplishments, having already carved their name into the world at a young age, or taken pride in some minor act that to them was magnificent, yet that is also not he.
Some are just born with a silver spoon in their mouths, blessed by circumstance, and that might well describe Icarus.
To be fair that might well describe most phoenixes, being born full of fiery passion; a species both powerful and impossibly long-lived. Most creatures are lying when they say they have all the time in the world for good fortune to pass their way, but phoenixes really do, and they're more than happy to remind you of it.
It was this sort of blessed life that Icarus was born into. Sure, as a demon there is always the threat of stepping on the toes of the Arrows, who were always looking for any slip ups, but his family was full of the good sorts. Well, good sorts for [i]demons[/i]. So they didn't have to worry too much about drawing the ire of their patient wardens. Nonetheless, Icarus lived in a world of relative comfort, perhaps not quite nobility, but certainly knowing that he was a Have in a world of Have-Nots. A phoenix surrounded by imps. Childhood, sweet and innocent, marked quite distinctly with something foul.
So it was probably a bit of a surprise to everyone, Icarus included, when his traitorous beak decided the dinner table was the perfect place to say he wanted to go to a human school. He had only just been considering it—the idea had intrigued him in ways he could barely even put to words—it wasn't even really part of the conversation at hand, but it was out in the open in that moment. And quite suddenly he found himself the center of everyone's attention.

Oh, they did try to dissuade him, which only seemed to deepen his interest. When an old phoenix tells a little fletchling that they know [i]exactly[/i] what it's like to feel young, rebellious, and heartbreakingly reckless, there's no way to really say they haven't. They've gone through that part of life time and time again after all. Oh he'd never fit in amongst such fragile, very [i]mortal[/i] creatures. They'd never understand, the gulf was just too big. At least imps understood what it meant to be a [i]demon[/i].
"But what if I could understand what it means to be human?"
Which is exactly the sort of thing that gets met with chortles and guffaws coming from a 14-year-old speaking to a room full of adults who had been teenagers quite a few times themselves.

Incensed, inflamed, and with his pride just a wee bit pricked by those around him, Icarus returned to roost that night prepared to show up everyone. The humans were so short-lived, so very inventive, they fought for every inch of life they could get. And that buzzed around in his head.
Perhaps what drove him most was that laughter though. That also buzzed around in there, playing on loop.

Encouragement, he couldn't have that. Help wouldn't just come his way. But to get what he wanted he did have something to help him. He had a lot of pride, and it [i]burned[/i] to be shut down like that. He [i]had[/i] to at least take the chance. Phoenixes could take chances when no one else could after all.
With abandon, Icarus pursued the idea, he got his hands on books, and he read. He prepared, painstakingly. If he was going to convince anyone, even just his parents, to let him go, he couldn't just go anywhere. He needed to perfect his studies, because if he wanted to go, to soothe that ache in his pride, he had to not just show determination to get somewhere, it had to be a place with prestige. Someplace special. And between Alladore and Silver Gate, he chose the latter.
"Chose" is perhaps a strong word for drawing a name out of a hat, but at the last minute he just hadn't been able to make that choice, and left it to chance. And that was a choice all its own.

Passing the exam was pretty easy compared to facing Mother, Father, and the Arrows, but Mother and Father knew very well that their little fletchling had worked [i]hard[/i] in the time between first saying those words and the day he really asked to leave. And the Arrows, while every demon's childhood boogeyman, maybe they weren't as scary and cruel as the bedtime stories made them out to be.
He made it, away from home and towards the beacon of magic on earth.
Silver Gate Academy.

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END: C 40
STR: E 25
>DEX: D 15
>AGI: D 25
INT: C 75
WIL: D 35
CHR: E 25
SPT: F 5
>LCK: D 35
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Weapons:
Gear: A smooth ash wand, lacquered to a dark finish, about 12 inches long; you might not need a wand to do magic, but he finds it helps him with gestures. And you do still need implements to work magecraft on.
Other:

Independent:
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[*]Phoenix: Every time you die you will be reincarnated as an egg, and restart your life over again. Each time you die and restart, your magical energy grows more quickly as you age. The more life cycles you have lived, the more powerful you can become. While you can live well beyond 200 years without dying and restarting your life, you will still suffer from the effects of old age. 
[*]Phoenix Plumes: As a phoenix you have access to Plumes, which are a representation of your power. They can be spent to give yourself a boost of magical power for a short time, and they restore every day. You currently have 1. (This can be improved with use of your phoenix magic).
[*]Demon: Your physiology as a demon means you don't suffer from wounding unless it's of a holy nature, or exorcising nature. As long as you have magical energy you can stay in near top physical condition.
[*]Phoenix Magic: You have access to unique Phoenix Magic, thus opening you to their Spellbooks. These spells require the user to be a Phoenix. You also naturally have an affinity towards Fire spells, where their Difficulty is one rank lower when you try to cast them.
[*]Startled Bird: When you are startled, or attacked from an unseen position, your AGI will increase by 50% for one post. This only activates if you are not aware of the attacker, or the attacker is able to use stealth skills.
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Major Skills: 
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Minor Skills:
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Spells:
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[*]Warding Rune
[*]Rune of Fire
[*]Heal
[*]Cleanse
[*]Fire Arrow
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Techniques: 
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