Name: Galvin Artan'an
Race: Lucresian
Age: 34
Physical Desc.:
Image A brown furred Lucresian with a medium build. He has crimson red eyes along with light patches of fur allover his body serving as scars from old injuries.
His torso is wrapped in bandages which is concealed under his clothing and armor, the bandages stained in his blood which seems to have dried up over time. There is also a bandanna tied around his neck which could be adjusted to be used as an improvised mask if the situation calls for it. A pistol is strapped to his right side(Which is useless without a hex as mentioned in the information section) and a sword strapped to his left. The sword is made of steel and has inscriptions etched on the blade near the hilt. In his jacket a white rag could been sticking out of his pocket, an observant eye can see the blood that it has collected over a period of time.
To his right side is a single strap pack that contains bandage rolls, a empty canteen, a sharpening stone, spare cloth and rags, and a journal which holds a vast amount of information about his research. There is enough room to carry a few more things in the event he comes across something that catches his eye.
His appearance and clothing is pretty much the image that I have uncovered for those who which to look into a image to help them with the appearance.
Personality: The Lucresian is a creature with an observant eye for everything. He always wants to solve problems and be the one who to answer his own questions. His friends though are his top priority over his research. When it comes down to it he refuses to let his research turn him into something that would sacrifice everything for a discovery, but with his life almost taken away from him once and the war seeming to never end, things could change along with priorities.
In other scenarios not involving his research, Galvin is a person of a more friendly aspect. He is the type of person who wants to help those in need of it even if it means going to extreme bounds that could endanger himself. While willing to risk his own life, he is cautious and mindful about the safety of his comrades. From taking watch all night to holding a friend back from doing something crazy he is the man who fits that role, the'big brother' role even though he can be very hypocritical himself since he can get reckless as well.
History: Galvin Artan'an was a philosopher and scientist in the studies of magic and technologies. He has like every other person come across his groundbreaking discoveries along with his utter failures. Some instances have given him minor injuries during his experiments, most of them involving the usage of Hex. He has, though come out strong with a few safety practices followed by later on with devices which were used in the industrial market.
When the civil war broke out the military contained Galvin for their effort. He was held under house arrest to create weapons and crowd control equipment to help them with their attempt to quell the riot. Overtime, he started to be more and more reluctant to make weapons to the point they decided he was no longer a necessary asset for their cause. On the night of his arrest an explosion occurred, killing the arresting soldiers and almost killing the researcher if it weren't for some stranger who took him in.
After that night many things were left in that fire even his cooperation with the military. To the higher ups he was expected to have been killed that night with the other unfortunate soldiers who were sent to arrest him. Yet he survived, keeping hidden for now while aiding the resistance from medical practices to continuing his research. The explosion had left a small fragment in his chest as a result of his near death experience. It has a painful presence and can prove to be a problem in the future. He well be damned if he let his injury stop him regardless of it's dangerous side effects.
Gear: Pistol without a hex in it's slot, sword with the same condition as pistol when it comes to Hex slots, Galvin also has bandage rolls, his notebook, a feather pen and ink well, he wears armor to help protect himself but it is very light to not hinder his need to be quick.
Abilities/Strenghts/Weaknesses:
Swordplay:Over the period of his military days Galvin was self taught how to fight with a sword to fend off those who would try and attack him. With the aid of a mentor he has become a skilled swordsman, but not a master.
Hex research: As a philosopher and a scientist the Lucresian has developed his skill in magic with the dependency of Hex items. If he can get his hands on such a thing from the military he can utilize it to his limit in combat, minor healing, and other tasks. This will become more advanced as he continues his research.
Medical experience: Herbal medicines and first aid were the first things he learned in his research to make magical creations. He kept such lessons in heart for the moment he would need them or someone else would.
Sensitivity: His ears and tail are sensitive, a grab can make him angry and nervous, but purposeful inflictions such as stomping or yanking can paralyze and significantly harm him, endangering himself in any battle.
Speed, wits, and agility: These three aspects are his weapon. Strength is not his specialty, it is just something he wasn't able to develop due to his focus on other fields. A skilled soldier or even a person above average strength could easily overpower him if they got past his sword.
Critical injury: The explosion that he survived has lodged shrapnel into his chest, until that wound is more properly treated he is always in pain. He manages to hide it, but in situations where he is strained he coughs out a significant amount of blood which he hides in a rag stuffed in his pockets. This would be a risky operation if someone where to treat it, even Galvin himself believes it would be safer to keep the piece of shrapnel in instead of risking accidentally puncturing his heart or lungs trying to remove it. It would take a lot of trust for him to let someone take that chance let alone confess his injury to anyone.
Other: When he makes a discover people would notice it. He would be celebrating and in high spirits, even tip back a few bottles of alcohol.
Name: Xero Leegot
Race: Lucresian (Yaay)
Age: 21
Physical Description:
Image for Reference. ((Will change when conditions do)) Currently without a shirt, exposing a series of newly made cuts on his chest and stomach along with a series of wounds that were caused by a whip to his back, Xero's wrists are bruised and he has a scar on his right eyes but not on the eye itself. His fur is ruffled and rugged and there is a prisoner marking burnt onto the collar region of his chest.
Personality: At this time he seems weak and broken. Until he can see freedom the Lucresian keeps his actual personality bottled up to avoid any further trouble.
Deep inside he is the kind of person who seeks to help people and save lives. Xero is an open hearted fellow who usually reaches out to anyone in need. When it comes to those who are purely evil and thrive for making others suffer, he will stand between the evil entity and those he fights for even if he is at a major disadvantage.
He looks up to Galvin and takes every word at heart as his student. That professor is probably the only thing Xero would never go against, even if the professor makes a decision he doesn't like such as the times Galvin had instructed him to stay out of trouble. There are others who have this kind of trust from Xero, and there are defiantly more available seats in that section.
History: Xero Leegot was both an assistant and an apprentice of Galvin during their time together. He was the professor's most trusted person and he kept up to that title, helping him with even the most dangerous of researches. At times the apprentice would be the one who would have to drag his injured professor to a doctor when an accident occurs during an experiment, yet he didn't seem to be bothered by that responsibility.
They shared the successes, failures, and burdens throughout their period together, especially when the civil war struck their district. He remembered the exhausting days and nights following Galvin and doing what was needed from him. One night they had a long conversation, and made their final decision to stop their research.
On the night of the explosion, Xero was the one who dragged his mentor out of the flames. He had a window of ten minutes to hide the injured Lucresian while being wounded in the eye himself. The explosion caused shrapnel to slice into his eye, but he conveniently was closing his eye shut when the cut came across him, leaving behind a diagonal slash that blinded him for the night. After hiding and entrusting a stranger to look after the unconscious researcher, the apprentice tried to get medical supplies from their burning home, emerging from the flames to meet a squad of soldiers who came to investigate the flames.
He was arrested and imprisoned for the destruction and death of the explosion regardless if he was responsible or not. During multiple interrogation sessions he convinced the officers two things: 1, Galvin Artan'an is dead and 2, There was no resisting party involved. Days of torture and captivity followed, the most common technique used on him was what he called the 'surprise pin down and slice up' technique. He is in the darkness, wondering if there will ever be a light to guide him out of his captivity.
Gear: *Currently Confiscated* Satchel full of medical supplies, telescope, bandage rolls, wrench, sword,
Abilities/Strengths/Weaknesses:
He have the same strength and weaknesses as Galvin when it comes to: Speed, agility, sensitivity, medical training, swordplay, and hex research. The apprentice, though is not as experienced in Hex manipulation as his mentor is, but he is better at swordplay, having more time with the instructor to learn than Galvin.
Torture burden: Xero is suffering significantly from a series of torture sessions administered on him due to his punishment. His condition will slowly improve but at this time he is sapped of his energy and strength. He can barely walk straight let alone pull himself to his feet.
