AlexStarsion

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

@shylarahNice to meet you as well!! Can't wait to join in on the fun!! Hopefully the back stories okay, plus i figured since i'm coming in a bit late it would give me the chance to expand on him as well. Can't wait to fully meet your character as well!! It'll be fun!

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Yo, here it is!!!

Alezander

Name: Alexander "Zander" Starsion

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Race: Mura

Appearance:

OMG DON'T LOOK!

I did warn you not to look... haha

Element Affinity: Edos, the Luminous Saint (Priest)

Magic: Seals (used in healing)

Gear: Alezander only carries with him his pure white hoodie and wears wooden sandals and a white bottom kimono. He has a stave strapped to his back and wears black gloves on his hands. He also has a pouch that carries his Seal Paper with pre-written glyphs for healing and warding off evil spirits.

Brief history:

Born into a family that still prays to Edos and has a small shrine on their property to their Patron Saint. He was raised from a young age in believing he was no Magi and would never be a Magi. His father's harsh words were not far from the mark. Alezander, Zander to friends, holds a small grudge against those who are pure Magi and need no extra items to use their magic. His father being the one he holds the biggest grudge against. His father is at large known as a master healer and doctor for his ability to make most ailments go away with a simple wave of his hand and soaked brow. Zander's mother, is a Priestess of Edos and pretends to not understand why the Church does what it does and why people have turned their back on it. Zander will not acknowledge he even has a living mother just for that notion of pure blindness.

For years Zander kept his head down, did his chores around the household. Pretended that everything was fine and nothing was wrong. He studied under his father to learn the glyphs used to heal people and animals alike. To chase away dark spirits and to never turn his back on the Church. If there was on thing that Zander needed, it was more training on creating his own glyphs to force his own magic to awaken, if it ever would.

At age 24, Zander's life came crashing down. His whole life had been a lie. He was a Magi alright, but his father was not. He only claimed to be one. He used the same glyphs, hidden around the room he treated his patient in. He called upon them and had one on his forehead to make sweet appear as if he himself was the focal point of the spell being cast. His disgust for all things related to the church and his own hatred for what he himself had become and had been his whole life.

"I'm a Magi..." he muttered to himself. He was bruised and bloody from the thrashing given to him by his father. "I'll set out, away from the Church and it's reach... I'll heal those I can. If I truly have to I'll use my own power as a Magi... through these glyphs."

Additional info:

Alezander likes to be called Zander. He is a Magi just repressed by his father trying to protect him from the outside world. He still holds a grudge against other Magi though to cover for himself. He uses the seals out of habit and only in an emergency will he use his own body as the conduit for his healing magics.

Geoffrey

Name: Geoffrey

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Race: Mura

Appearance:

Element Affinity: None

Magic: N/A

Gear: Wearing citizen garbs, brown pants and a single black shirt. He has a pair of fingerless leather gloves on each hand to help with his Archery. Wearing a pair of simple sandals, and usually keeps his bow un-strung in his quiver along with arrows.

Brief history:
Geoffrey has no idea who his father is, and it doesn't bother him in the least. He's unsure of what he wants to do with his life, but he's always felt the call of the wind. The urge to go out and see what the world has. When a young Priest appeared at his Inn Doorstep, offering healing in exchange for a room over a week ago, Geoffrey took him directly to his mother.

Later that night, the two bonded over ale and Zander for once let his walls down and let Geoffrey into his life. That same night brought them even closer together. Before all that; however, Geoffrey helps his mother and his not really twin sister's who are quite a bit older than him. "Thirty-five is OLD!"

Having worked at the Golden Coffer Inn most his life, he's heard wild tales of adventurer's, guard patrols, and a few bandit's that his mother, Olga turns a blind eye too. A few have helped him learn the ways of a bow, a few have offered to make it Demacite Arrows and Shafts and has always refused. He has nothing against Magi or Demacite users, but finds it a bit cheap to hard work with his weapon.

With a choice before him that he doesn't even realize, he tends to his few time lover in hopes he'll awaken.

Additional info:

Geoffrey HATES being called Geo. His mother and Zander are the only two he allows, save for the two barmaids who call him that in a mocking tone and luscious winks. His bow is re-curve, a throw back to earlier hunters and his want to show people hard work earns more. Though he will defend Zander, he doesn't agree with the way he treats others.

Editted to change the backstory a little to match and show he is a Magi not Mundane... heh Mundane I like that.

The End is Near: Zombie Apocalypse

Please tell me this goes in here and not the character one... if so I'm so sorry and I'll move it I promise!!! *bows*
((Thank god for male hair cut pictures... and man does he give off that i'm a jerk look...))

Don't touch me!

Character Skeleton

Appearance

"Frak off... I'm not in the best mood." -- Alexander to a Homophobe
"Oh honey... This taste so much better then my food." -- Alexander's Mother

Name: Alexander "Lex" Travis Hidler
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Sexual orientation: Homosexual

Allergies: Peanuts and Coconut
Scars/Tattoos: Smaller scar on top of head from older brother and a baseball bat. Appendix Scar. Burn mark on left shoulder. A Spade and a Diamond on each palm. Symbols for his family's love of card games.
Old Injuries: Left shoulder from burn makes the use of the left arm harder.
Height/Weight: Five foot Nine Inches / 165-lbs and dropping.
Health Conditions: Mentally not fully sound. Blames himself for the lose of his family especially his younger sister. Physically, all good to go just don't ask him to use his left arm too much.

Skills: Skimming by on life Alexander never really thought much of his skills. He can cook a mean pasta to a small sandwich on an open fire. Just don't ask him to touch the peanuts or the peanut butter. Decent memory.

Hobbies: Writing. Drawing. Cooking. An Avid Listener.

Fears: Being the last one alive, being left in the dark and his biggest fear uncontrolled fires.

Strengths: His mother always said his biggest strength was also his biggest weakness. He helps when you should continue walking away and leaving people behind. Caring. Has been cooking for so long, his food no matter how bland taste better.

Weaknesses: Gives off a cold front to keep people from seeing who he really is. Isn't out to anyone save for his family and his ex-fiance. Blames himself for all the wrongs, even when it had nothing to do with him.

Personality:

Alexander from a young age has been cold to outsiders. He keeps to himself and tries to not let people in but when he does, will go to great lengths to keep them happy, healthy and fed. No one left his old apartment without at least a snack. Sometimes called Dad by his old friends, due to his overbearing manner in other's personal matters. Has always listened more then speaks and keeps tabs on people and how they interact. Not a major player in politics unless it affects those who mean something to him.

Biography:

Being a cook was always a favorite past time for Lex. Since he was younger he enjoyed helping his mother and his grandmother cook the big meals for the Major Holidays. That never changed as he got older and his relationship with his father was strained to the point of fists being thrown and Lex being kicked out of his house with no more then the clothes on his back. His mother had not taken a side but she might as well have when she didn't even call to warn him about what her oldest had planned for the 'fa***t'.

Six days in the hospital and a new scar to add to his smaller collection, he always said his birthday was cursed. He also was glad it had happened because he met the man of his dreams. Lex only being 18 and never having really dated never knew what an infatuation was like. He had no idea that love and infatuations had nothing in common. He didn't learn that until he learned his 'lover' was married and he was the side fling. Twenty and the world was as cold to him as he was to it. He moved away, got an apartment with a friend from High School and went to school at a local college and cooked at a local bar.

Fast forward past his dull moments and the news talking of the events transpiring around the globe and pinpointed in Africa. All he knew was that he had to get home as soon as possible. By the time he got there, by the time everything was up in flames all he could remember was hearing his younger sister screaming out. He didn't believe what the fire fighters told him, how he threw them aside like a demon after it's prey. How he broke down the door, ran through the flames only to come back out, his sister over his shoulder. Burn marks on the same shoulder she lay upon. Death, had not been kind. All he repeated, was that he should have never left her with those people.

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Greetings!

That's what I'm excited about. I look forward to jumping into one or trying to make one of my own. Then again I'm hoping this will help destroy that dastardly thing called writers block.

Greetings!

Um... Ello! It's been quite sometime since I've done a site like this but really looking forward to it. Treat me kindly and I'll do the same... I hate introductions they so hard T.T"