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[center][color=92278f]Name:[/color][/center]
[center]Echo Trivalis Fairiday[/center]

[center][color=92278f]Gender:[/color][/center] 
[center]Male[/center] 

[center][color=92278f]Age:[/color][/center]
[center]24[/center]

							
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[center][color=92278f]Appearance:[/color][/center]
Echo is a young individual with a diminutive height of approximately 5'4. His hair is in disarray, displaying a dark ashen gray hue, suggesting that he might not have combed it for quite some time. Echo's striking, sky-blue eyes are seemingly adorned with intricate patterns and webs within his irises, making him stand out even more. His skin tone is pale, and he has a few small scars on his hands and fingers, which appear to be from a needle. Echo keeps it simple yet chic with his circular black-framed glasses, and he always carries spares for convenience.

On many occasions, he can be seen wearing a striking combination of black and blue clothing. This includes a pair of navy blue sweatpants, sturdy combat boots, a black long-sleeved shirt, and a distressed denim jacket. Additionally, he often carries a small metal pole as a means of safeguarding himself.


[center][color=92278f]Personality: [/color][/center]
Echo is a multifaceted individual who can effortlessly shift between being serious and humorous. He has a remarkable talent for generating quick-witted remarks and making puns, even in challenging situations. He derives pleasure from finding amusement in the most insignificant details and derives immense satisfaction from sharing his humor with others. At times, Echo alludes to himself as a "serious joker" due to his ability to maintain an appropriate balance between humor and seriousness.

He is ceaseless in his passion for patterns, finding meaning in even the most trivial of things as if they were all connected somehow. A hidden web of possibility and mutual relevance.

[center][color=92278f]Dream: [/color][/center]
The Weaving, or alternatively, The Spider.

The sight of a luminous and sparkling web, resembling a pattern formed by rays of sunshine, is truly captivating. It is a symbol of hope and intense emotions and a delicate work of art that requires careful preservation.

Echo's Dream is an extensive collection of intricate patterns that he can bring to life in the physical world. He can manifest them as ethereal strands of energy or as a cozy quilt to provide warmth to himself or his companions, as well as other thread-based things. His fascination with patterns and the way they reflect his state of mind, coupled with his interest in the mystical, creates a cryptic yet alluring depiction of his perception of the world.

Echo, despite his weaving skills, frequently finds himself ensnared in the intricate patterns and webs he creates, struggling to extricate himself from the tangled mess.

[center][color=92278f]Bio:[/color][/center]
Echo is an only child, his father is a retired Shardhunter, and his mother is a practicing doctor. 

Residing on the edge of the bustling trading district of a Nova Republic city situated in the barren and desolate wastelands, Echo's life was far from effortless. However, he possessed an exceptional ability to observe and discern the behavioral patterns of those around him, surpassing the perceptiveness of most of his peers. Despite his inclination to solitude, he remained captivated by the intricacies of the world surrounding him, perpetually seeking out the telltale patterns that were left behind by all things.

Despite their limited resources, his parents did everything in their power to provide him with the best upbringing possible. His mother imparted to him important skills such as sewing, stitching, and treating wounds, while his father instilled in him the value of learning from those around him and the situations he encountered. To him, life was akin to a fragile tapestry that was continuously being woven. However, when Echo was 19, a dream turned into a harrowing Nightmare, causing the tapestry of his life to unravel before his very eyes.

The edge of town was attacked by a Nightmare, slaughtering anything that breathed that it came into contact with. So many people died, including his mother. His father gave him an Old World Shard, one that he had been keeping a secret from his days as a Shardhunter, and told him to run, to run, and never look back.

Echo managed to slip away with his life and his father’s Shard, wrapped in a handkerchief. He had lost what he thought was everything in his life, unsure if his dad had ever actually made it out… Guided by fear, he thought that he had nothing else to lose. And pressed the Shard to his open palm.

The whispers were few, but loud. From his fingers came webs of ethereal light, a pattern of his mother’s favorite ancient symbol, a Celtic knot. He held it close to his heart as he cried, mourning the death of his mother.

After escaping, he sought refuge in a community of Dreamers. In the following three years, he delved deeper into the boundless possibilities of his newfound Dream. His unwavering determination to find his father alive rekindled his hope, and he ventured out into the remnants of the world, hoping to find some evidence of his father's survival.
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