I.XXX¦¦ Personal Data ¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
• Username :: Luminous Tenebrae
• Name :: Axel Levinart
• Age :: 19
• Height :: 6'0"
• Weight :: 146 lbs.
• Hair Color :: Light Crimson
• Eye Color :: Pale-green
• Skin Color :: Light Tan
• Tattoo / Markings :: Lamia Scale Guild Mark
• Race :: Human
• Personality:: Axel was once a loving person. During that time of his life, he had many friends and people who depended on him. After the incident, hatred and pain was all he felt, yet he clouded that pain and put on a facade of a calm person.
• Personal Weakness :: His sympathetic nature and his nature of analyzing everything.
• Personal Strengths :: Calmness, honesty, and analyzing everything.
• Biography ::
Flames burned everything in sight as walls of thick ice rose up around the town. Axel had nowhere to run as maybe 20 or so men close in on the town during Axel's 9th birthday. All the men stood up to defend their families, but that didnt last to long. Once some of the men were killed, his parents got back down. Axel jumped up an ran as fast as he could after witnessing the death of his friends parents. Not out of fright, but because he still wanted to hold onto his promises. He always said he'd protect the town. All of the invading men noticed him and began to chase after him. This gave the rest of the townsfolk time to escape. After Axel managed to escape the town, he kept running. Though being that it was during the winter, the cold snow and dirt made it more difficult to stay alive. It had seemed that the group was after him for some odd reason. Maybe they didn't want the be found out. As long as Axel ran, they wizards would keep chasing him and the town would be safe. For 5 years, he was in and out of shelters, stealing food, and struggling to stay alive.
During the last 5 years, he had come across a Maker Magic user. A younger woman, who might have been in her 20's. Throughout the years, he learned how to use Molding Magic. It was the same as her own, Ice, but obviously the form of the ice was different. He completely understood what Maker Magic was and how it was used. Even how anyone can use it. But he always hid his talents with this magic. Even though the woman was very close to him, she gave him his space. Even so, he was quite skilled with what he already had. Axel never stopped practicing when he was alone. The woman who taught him went by the name Ellie. She was like a mother to him, so they often had arguments, leaving Ellie the victor. Yet no matter what happened, they always helped each other out.
Finally, knowing that the people who were tracking him were gone, Axel felt a little bit safer. A few months after contemplating on whether he would leave, Ellie told him she was the one who got rid of his enemies. Axel was happy and promised to always protect her. Though she laughed at this promise, she knew it was true. He then set out to go back to his home town, where his escape had prevented a massacre. Many of the citizens who were once close friends to him were now distant teenagers. The wandered around aimlessly on dates and hang-outs. When he entered the town, a memorial site had many people surrounding it. He walked up to it and read the words. "In memory of the young savior, Axel Levinart." That was the first time in years that he had cried. He didn't want to disrupt the peace so he left the village, not letting a single soul know of his return.
Since the day Axel left, he had thought about returning and showing his true identity to all of his old friends. For months, this thought passed through his mind, only to be cut off whenever he came across a guild. He never really checked out the guilds. Eventually, Axel went back to his home, with Ellie. As he approached the campsite, it was eerily quiet. He ran through the center and into the tent and he saw pink snow. Inside the tent was Ellie's body, strung up on the wall. On her stomach, was a mark. It was the same as those who stormed his village. On the other side of the tent was two dozen bodies of the enemy. He got down on one knee and clasped her right hand. He cried and vowed he would avenge her. Before he got up, he felt a hand on his head. He looked up to see Ellie's last smile. At least she died happy.
Axel had left the camp immediately after placing Ellie in a beautiful ice coffin he made. Afterwards, he submerged the ice coffin and covered it up. She deserved a proper burial, but he might join her in he resting place if he stayed around too long. Saddened, he left the camp for good, knowing full that there was nothing left for him at the campsite. He journeyed for quite a while and eventually he wound up at the Lamia Scale guild. Frankly, it seemed that he was accepted without question. He now resides at the guild of Lamia Scale.
II. XXX¦¦Guild Data
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•Guild Name :: Lamia Scale
•Rank Level :: D-Class
•Guild Mark Body Location :: Right bicep
•Color of Mark :: Maroon
III.XXX¦¦ Statistics Data
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•Strength :: 5
•Defense :: 6
•Endurance :: 5
•Speed :: 6
•Magic Power:: 8
•Stat Points ::0/30
•Resistance ::
Fire - 1
Water - 1
Wind - 1
Light - 1
Darkness - 1
IV.XXX¦¦ Wizard Data
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•Primary Magic Name :: Ice Make
•Primary Magic Type :: Caster Magic
•Mana Amount :: 750
? (Ice Make Magic)xx
(If my custom spells are accepted.)
Spell Name: Ice Make: Sword
Description: The user creates a sword made of ice for melee combat. The sword is strong enough to be use against normal swords but shatters after 10 attacks. [+20 Strength]
Mana Cost: 150
STRIVE: Starter Spell
V.XXX¦¦ Inventory Data
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• Items ::
Pocket Bag:
0/5
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• Jewel :: [ 500 ]
•STRIVE Points :: 500
•Wiz Points :: 000
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