[b]Renny Let me have Sophist as an NPC:[/b]

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[sub][b]5'8"[/b]| [b]160 pounds[/b] | [b]Restless, Cocky, and Determined[/b][/sub][/center]

[b]Name:[/b] Sophist the Agitator 

[b]Age:[/b] 18

[b]Nationality:[/b] Egyptian 

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[sub] [b]The Pharaoh's Crook[/b][/sub][/center]

[b]Noble Arm Rank:[/b] B+

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Power: B (S) (Groundbreaking, but not absurd; very hard to counter, but not invincible; effectively stronger the more Sophist learns about the forces of gravity and such and trains to calculate and manipulate them in combat)
Speed: C (S) (His power relies on not just willpower, but understanding the forces he is manipulating on a technical level, which is bound to hamper the speed of application; can work faster the more "indiscriminate" and "wild" the power use is, forgoing control/finesse for speed)
Range: C (He has demonstrated only semi-long-range feats, couldn't reach Huo Ren's sun)
Persistence: B (Seems to be able to comfortably use powers to a moderately strong/uncomplicated degree for long stretches of combat without notable strain, but higher-level feats may be exhausting/draining)
Precision: B (Extremely fine control, but the ability doesn't do any extra secret lifting, Sophist must be actively generally aware of a target to affect or exempt them from his powers' effects)
Potential: D (S) (Very flexible/powerful abilities, but the powers are inherited from a unique NA. Growth beyond existing abilities is difficult, if not impossible)
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[b]Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range:[/b] [i]Support[/i], [color=#FFC300][i]Gravity???[/i][/color] (Close/Mid/Long) 

[b]Noble Arm Abilities:[/b] The Pharaoh's Crook enhances latent abilities and exerts a gravitational force on the user and target. Made by the most reclusive of The Seven Virtues, but inherited by someone not of them. The Crook's power manifests itself on the enigmatic and pervasive force known as Gravity, allowing him to manipulate it in various ways and degrees. His degree of use is dependent on both his understanding of the force and his current level of Willpower or focus. His abilities are noted by those necessary as the following. 
[list][*]Enhanced Physicality, superhuman level. Though no where near Pure Strength NAs. 
[*]Gravitational Fields, push and pull. To attribute weight and lessen it. 
[*]Flight at sub-sonic speeds. An adept through his years of practice.
[*]Conjuration through unknown means and spiritual connection. As long as he can "visualize" it and its placement, he can summon it to the leather holster on his waist.
[*]Unknown physical transmutation. Upon first use, The Pharoah's Crook seemingly made him appear more like Master overtime. [/list]  

[b]Misc Abilities:[/b] Spirit Force, Flowing Skyward Style of Combat. An allegedly mystic close-combat style that was taught to him by the one called Master, but is most effective when used by an Arms Master. Its regarded by those few advanced students of the occult as deadly. The masses know nothing of it and should regard it as simple martial arts. While his martial style might be the most important, Sophist is likewise inquisitive and observant. He's also an avid studier of lost knowledge. 

[b]Personality:[/b] Both reserved and impatient, Sophist takes to conflict as thoroughly as he does to his studies of the ancient arts and peaceful resolutions. Meticulous when his attention is grasp by worldly disputes but arguably indifferent in concerns to those petty things most called negotiations, Sophist considers both himself and his time to be of the highest importance. This speaks to a level of arrogance, one he battles with daily with furious mental effort. His Master believed his path arduous but virtuous, speaking of a future yet unseen. Sophist believes his goal meaningless but trusts more in the words of his Master than the blathering of his sub-conscious angst. At the end of all things is the singular personalized ideal of a purpose. Sophist believes his is to seek penance for his whimsical faith several years ago. 

        [b]*Likes:[/b] Ancient things, Pretty women, Text and Scrolls, and Noble Arms

        [b]*Dislikes:[/b] Sheeple, Over-confident men, Gun-like weaponry

        [b]Fears:[/b] Emotional attachments, Dark places, Vultures, Rats, Blood, Comedy and Tragedy Masks (specifically)

[b]Bio:[/b] Sophist's past begins more or less as a boy named: Oba, whose curiosities led him to radical terrorism and eventual enslavement. The adage "Curiosity killed the cat." applied here with fascinating precision. In his search online, he believed he had found a group of like-minded individuals, his young mind uncaring for the dark subjects therein. Long story short, he was tasked with murdering his beloved dog and leaving his life behind him. He did so and joined a lackluster organization known as The Hand that Reveals. 

It was more militaristic than one might think. They dispensed disruptive missions to their "Initiates", whole squads of kids and teens, across the continent of Africa. Before the age of nine, Sophist had killed up to hundreds of people through various means. When he had enough and his mind had somehow, however sudden it was, recognized his horrendous acts; he grasped with horror that he was trapped. Though a child soldier by choice at one point, he became a prisoner in the blink of an eye. A prisoner to his fears and environment. He sought freedom thereafter. On the precipice of turning eleven, he gathered other youths through fanciful speeches and intuitive suggestions. They revolted and though they won; he took on the burden of fifteen fallen comrades. 

Freedom costs, he learned. Debts must be paid. It cost him his mind for a period until forces beyond his understanding brought Student and Master together.

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[sub][i]Oba determines to repent for his sins and chances to believe in his Master.[/i][/sub][/center][/hider] 

The topic of his training is kept secret, through no magical arts you might surmise, only a sacred creed passed down from master to student. And so, we won't discuss the three year period known as [i]"The Contemplation"[/i]. At the end of which, Oba renounced his given name and took on Sophist in reverence to his station and lessons. His Master, known simply as Master, was powerful in both mind and physicality. He carried with him a Noble Arm he claimed was created from wholecloth in the Solstice of 2019 whom, he was certain, would pass to his chosen successor when he finally died. Though they lived as scholars, the two shared a brotherly bond and so when goodbyes were shared by Master, it was Sophist who reassured that "All is right, and so it shall be forevermore."

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[sub]Master demonstrating to Oba for the first time the power of his Noble Arms.[/sub][/center][/hider] 

His Master eventually revealed his strong ties to The Seven Virtues but did not require Sophist to subscribe to the same, believing that the choice to protect and serve Humanity must come from his own will. But that choice came to Sophist early when one day, he felt a stirring in his soul and saw his Master's Noble Arm in his hand. In the news, it turned out that said Master had died preventing a major flood from consuming several villages. And Sophist decided to use his powers more selfishly.

His first major debut was neither attributed to him or well received. A thought experiment gone awry, he produced the now coined "Footprint of God" along the Nile River. His second debut was a careless action, where he made two highly-regarded political powers kneel and show respect to one another out of frustration. He became known as Sophist the Agitator as said action only caused further strife.

Sophist has fought several Arms Masters since; the Seven Virtues being the only faction unwilling to come to blows with him. He ponders on why as he travels to the Philippines in hopes of discovering an archive of occult study at the heart of the country. A tense, yet familiar tug on his consciousness follows.

[b]*Current Goal:[/b] To assess the hunch pulling him to the Philippines. 

[b]Military or Civilian Rank:[/b] Unregistered Arm Master

        *[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2p_JFF4lR0][i]Whatever it takes, Chosen Theme.[/i][/url][/hider]