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[b][u]Name:[/u][/b]
Sylva or Syl

[b][u]Age:[/u][/b]
21 (presumably)

[b][u]Gender:[/u][/b]
Male

[b][u]Race:[/u][/b]
Dragonborn

[b][u]Appearance:[/u][/b]
A Dragonborn of relatively average height, Sylva stands roughly six feet and three inches tall. He has a muscular, athletic build and short, messy white hair which does almost nothing to cover his horns. His skin is tanned with patches of silver scales scattered intermittently across his body and his slitted, reptilian eyes are a bright aqua blue, mirroring a cloudless sky. Often, he is seen wearing a [s]mischievous[/s] easygoing smile on his face.

The clothing he wears consists of a sleeveless white shirt with a brown scarf, obscuring the ring of scales around his neck and a pair of brown leather pants. His shoulders are covered by dark grey metal pauldrons and he wears russet-coloured furred-fingerless gloves. Topping it all off is a very short red cape held up by a short chain that hangs across his back.

He possesses a pair of somewhat short wings and a long-finned tail, matching the colour of his hair.

[b][u]Personality:[/u][/b]
Sylva has always been a free spirit since the moment he opened his eyes. Reckless, energetic, sharp-witted and endlessly curious; he was the type to try just about anything at least once. His death and subsequent reincarnation did nothing to damper his inquisitive nature. Thrill-seeking and kind-hearted in equal measure, with a penchant for random bouts of melancholy, Sylva was both unreserved and hard to read at a glance. However, underneath his vivacious demeanour is a highly observant and driven individual with a rather morbid sense of humour.


[b][u]History:[/u][/b]
Sylva was born shouldering the heavy weight of expectations. His parents had high hopes for his future and little tolerance for any failures. And yet, beneath the almost overwhelming weight of their expectations, his natural fascination with the world around him still grew. Despite his reservations, he was never really one to act out just to spite others. He met their expectations with vigour, which only served to fuel his curiosity all the more.

As he grew older, so too did his interests. His inquisitive nature made him a favourite amongst his tutors, who were all too happy to indulge his curiosity. Eventually, though, even they couldn’t keep up with him and he was once again left to his own devices. In spite of his outgoing demeanour, he never truly had anyone he could call a friend; a fact that wasn’t lost on him. Between his overbearing parents and his lack of social skills, it was no surprise, albeit disappointing nonetheless.

After he hit eighteen, he moved out of his parents’ house. But his adventurous spirit wasn’t satisfied with that alone, so he decided to leave his home city behind to study natural sciences abroad. As usual, he did well at what he put his mind to, even more so when it was something he actually enjoyed. To that end, he joined a travel club with a focus on ancient historical sites.

Things were looking up.... and then they were looking down.

[u][b]Level:[/b][/u] 1

[b][u]Stats:[/u][/b]
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[*][u]STR:[/u] 1
[*][u]DEX:[/u] 1
[*][u]MAG:[/u] 2
[*][u]DEF:[/u] 3
[*][u]RES:[/u] 2
[*][u]AGI:[/u] 2
[*][u]LCK:[/u] 1
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[u][b]Skills:[/b][/u][list]
[*][u]Skill Name:[/u] [Rune Magic]
[*][u]Skill Description:[/u] Allows the use of runic magic in its basic form. Useful and versatile but not particularly powerful as of yet. Sylva is working to change that.[/list]
[u][b]Other:[/b][/u] Of the many things Sylva's learnt in his life, martial arts is one of his favourites. He's trained in both Muay Thai and kickboxing, with some minor instruction in Kendo, though not to the same extent.

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