Well, here's hoping... Oh, and, I hope you're okay with him being very dragonlike, yet not quite a dragon.

Quote: "This was supposed to be a freeze ray, but I think it works better as a toaster."
Name: Sol Ignis
Age: 24
Ascended: No
Race: Sajukai/Bleek
Species: Descendant
Gender: Male
Sex Preference: Hetero
Abilities/Powers: He prides himself in his inventions... however, they never work correctly, pretty much forcing him to rely on his fire and lightning magic instead. He is also quite fast, however, his scales aren't as tough as they should be, making him somewhat vulnerable to weapons. He is also capable of flight, though, he's not very good at it, yet.
Lightning Bolt - A simple magic spell which fires a small lightning bolt from one of Sol's claws (usually the claw on his pointing finger). The lightning bolt is actually created by firing a single electron from Sol's claw into the enemy, the rest of the lightning bolt relies on the attraction between Sol's positively charged claw, and the now negatively-charged enemy.
Fire Breath - With Sol's mixed Sajukai and Bleek heritage comes some fiery abilities, one of which just happens to be the ability to breathe fire. In order to do so, Sol usually casts a type of fire magic inside his own mouth, and uses his own breath to spread the otherwise small flames around his foes.
Slice up - A rather simple attack which utilizes either Sol's sword, or his claws to slash at the enemy nearly non-stop, doing so at high speeds, however, due to how quickly the attack is performed, there's little to no control over where the enemy's getting attacked.
Fire Ball - A more focused attack than fire breath. For this one, Sol focuses his fiery magic in his hand until it forms into a ball, after which, he throws it at the enemy.
Lightning Grid - A more advanced lightning magic where Sol creates a grid using his lightning bolt attack built to hit as many enemies as possible. This magic takes a lot out of Sol, and he only uses it when he's in a bind.
Weapons: A strange, bronze-colored sword that has electricity sparking off of it which was apparently supposed to be a combination laser gun and blade. Obviously, that didn't work, and he looked back at the idea, and figured that it was just plain stupid anyways. He also carries around various, random, malfunctioning rays, most of which he's forgotten the original use for.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 205lbs
Physical appearance: Sol resembles a dragon much more than a Seraphin, and as such, his body is completely covered in scales, which are a bright, golden color. He also has a four-foot long tail, and two wings, each of which match his body in size. His snout is somewhat long and skinny compared to other dragonlike descendants like him. The scales on his underbelly are a silvery white, and his eyes, wing membranes, and claws (which measure in at a measly two inches long) are all a red color. Those are the only things that make him stand out from the other Bleeks... well, that is, if you don't count his ridiculous choices in clothing, which includes his weird green hat, goggles (which, by the way, don't do anything), and his 'trademark' green coat with a bronze trim. His pants are actually somehow normal, being simple denim jeans that are just about the correct size. All of his clothes are obviously fitted to include tail and wing holes. While he is dragonlike in appearance, he has a bipedal stance, even if he stands on his toes rather than his entire foot. He also has four fingers on each hand, or rather, three fingers on each hand and an opposable thumb on each hand as well. He also always carries around a plain brown bag that has all of his failed inventions in it... and thankfully, he hasn't invented too many things yet.
Personality: Sol is somewhat energetic, and very curious about how certain things work, however, he can seem pretty distant towards his friends, especially newer ones.

History: Sol was an oddity, not only because his father is from Fotia, but also because neither his mother nor his father were bipedal, yet, he was. The first few years of his life were fairly normal, save for the fact that he had to hide the color of his eyes and wings to keep him, or really, his family from being judged by the other families. Sol never really liked the idea of Ascension, mainly the fact that you had to die, and somehow trust that you'd still exist for some reason, the fact that his peers would almost never keep quiet about it. It seemed to Sol that these others were basically giving up on life over some sort of idea that what comes afterwards would be better. Sol had some minor aptitude with magic, but that was nothing to write home about, and he was simply 'average' when compared to the rest of his kind. This cycle of 'Get a C in magic, pretend to listen to peer's opinions on Ascension, go home, and repeat' went on for about thirteen years, which seemed to be how long it took his father, Magmus, to figure out that Sol was bored with his life. That was when Magmus, despite Luminis, his mother's, complaints, took Sol to his homeland. It was there where he finally found his passion, inventing. The place was so different, almost opposite from where Sol grew up, and, for a while, the only place Sol knew about. There were so many different machines everywhere, and they seemed to work on something that wasn't magic, and something that was actually visible, physical, and impossible to disprove. Of course, by then Sol had noticed something had... left his mind. Something wasn't inside of his head anymore... it was weird, but, at this point, he didn't actually care. He had to know how to make these things.

The three weeks Sol spent in Fotia were amazing to him. It took him a little while, but, after asking some of the locals how they make some of their machines, Sol finally figured it out... kinda. Sol, after figuring out what he needed to know, spent the last hour of his vacation gathering supplies to make various machines with. Sol's father, who was happy simply to see him happy, paid for all of the supplies (which wasn't that much) for Sol, who, being as young as he was, was completely broke. During the trip back, all Sol talked about was how he was going to make this trinket, or the next gadget which didn't seem to bother Magmus at all. Once Sol returned to his home, something seemed off, he seemed more restrained in his thoughts, which was reflected by his first few inventions, which were a flashlight where the glass the light passed through was of a smiling Seraphin face (basically, just this emoticon :) ), a bubble-generating gun, and a pillow. Not only were these inventions not what he had in mind, but they've already been invented before. Frustrated with his 'work', Sol left Vrondi for a little bit, and the moment he left, he noticed something... that thing... it left again. Sol tried inventing just outside of Vrondi, and finally came up with his first invention worth mentioning, his sword. Sure, the laser part didn't work as he had intended, and the thing seemed to randomly spark electricity around the edges of the blade, but he felt that this invention was finally his own. He finally made his own thing, now he just had to find some way of doing this, while still at home.

Yes, every time Sol went back into Vrondi, he was incapable of inventing anything that could be used to harm someone, something that annoyed Sol quite a bit. He asked himself how he could possibly stop this 'thing', which turned out to be the bubble which protected the city filtering out any 'bad' or 'impure' thoughts, from affecting his work... of course, while Sol was under the influence of this brain-washing sphere, he was bored. Nothing seemed sufficiently exciting, or even really fun. Unfortunately, he had to put off inventing until he found a solution to his dilemma, which, in no less than ten years later, somehow came in the form of a crazed beggar, uttering complete nonsense to passers-by. The descendant seemed completely unaffected by the bubble's mind-prying influence, as evidenced by his anger towards certain, snootier, members of the community. However, Sol wasn't completely convinced, yet, and as a test, Sol walked up to the descendant, sword drawn. The descendant shouted in fear at Sol's weapon, prompting Sol to sheathe his sword and ask the descendant how he became immune to the bubble. The descendant pointed to his tin foil hat, which seemed completely weird to Sol, who initially laughed at the man, and returned to his home. Once there, he decided to put together a test, and made several hats out of several materials. Sol tried all of them, however, none of them seemed to work, that is, until he tried, almost as a joke, the tin foil. As a part of his test, he left the bubble, put on the hat, and then re-entered. Every other time, he'd still feel the bubble's influence on his mind, however, this time, he was free. His mind wasn't effected by the bubble with the tin foil hat on, however, he didn't want to draw attention to the fact that he had escaped the bubble's influence, so he put on the dumbest looking hat he could find, and, just to draw more attention away from his tin foil hat, he put on a pair of goggles. After that was done, Sol went on an inventing spree, finally able to create inventions with his own mind and in his own home. Within the last year of his life, he came up with three new inventions, none of them worked properly, but at least these failures were his own.