Post by wildfiremagni on Oct 6, 2007 18:46:59 GMT 9.5
Name: Necri (Pronnounced: NEH-kree)
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Ildemin
Class/Rank: Shadow mage, no rank
Abilities: Necri has the unique ability to call shadows around a wound and heal it completely. He calls this move 'shadow heal'
Necri also has a lot of information about numerous plants that grow all around the world, despite the fact that he doesn't know anything else about the world outside of the castle he resides in.
Personality: Necri is very much a two sided coin. Most of the time, he is a friendly, if somewhat naiive kind of guy, without a care in the world. He easily warms up to anyone that shows him kindness. That all changes though, if he's angry. When that happens, he begins to cast waves upon waves of shadowy magic. After he calms down, he has no idea what happened.
Appearance: Necri is almost completely human, aside from the fact that he has three whiskers sticking out from each cheek. To cut them off or even pull on them causes him extreme pain. His light brown hair would fall to his shoulders, if he didn't keep it tied up tightly in a ponytail.
Since he is hardly ever allowed outside, Necri's dark blue eyes stand out surprisingly well against his nearly white skin. Of course, that's about all anyone sees of him. The rest of his body is covered in a series of black robes.
Weapon/Magic: Necri knows shadow magic, but can't do anything more speak into the minds of others now that he has left the castle. On rare occasions, he is able to project a ball of shadow, but he usually flies back as far as it flies forwards!
He also has a small one-handed scythe that he keeps chained to his right arm when in battle. However, he mostly uses it to cut off plant samples.
History: ((You might want to get comfy))
Necri was abandoned as a baby. However, he was abandoned on the doorstep of a loving couple who were unable to have children on their own. He had a different name to the one he has now, but that's not important. As he grew from an infant to a boy, he began to grow whiskers. At the age of five, there was no longer a way to hide this 'deformity' as other people called it.
When his father tried to cut off the whiskers, Necri wailed in pain at the first touch of the scissors to but one of the whiskers. In the winter months, it was slightly easier to hide them, with the help of a scarf or two, but in the summer months? Impossible.
Not soon after all this took place, a kindly old magician appeared on their doorstep. He offered to take the boy and make him someone that nobody would push around, that would be looked up to instead of down on. Being that Necri was obsessed with the stories of heroes and the such, he agreed. His parents made sure that they would see him again one day with a contract that the magician himself signed.
However, it was all a lie...
As soon as the two made it back to the magician's castle, it vanished! Over the years, Necri was taught the cruellest of magics, but seemed to never lose his innocence. He could summon a skeleton to do his bidding, he could rip a human body to pieces, but he always did it with a sparkle in his eyes as he saught to please his new master.
However, that wasn't the only lie that he was told. He was also told that the castle was the only real part of the world left and that the rest of the world was destroyed mere moments before they entered its safety. Everything past the castle's graveyard? That was all just an illusion. Whenever Necri tried to leave, the magician would simply move the castle to a new location. For now, it has come to rest somewhere near Fabia.
Necri knows that he cannot leave, or he will face harsh penalties...however, that won't stop people from just waltzing into an apparently abandoned old castle...or will it?
Now that Necri has left his old castle with little more than an old blanket and a wooden doll of some kind, there's no telling what will happen!
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Ildemin
Class/Rank: Shadow mage, no rank
Abilities: Necri has the unique ability to call shadows around a wound and heal it completely. He calls this move 'shadow heal'
Necri also has a lot of information about numerous plants that grow all around the world, despite the fact that he doesn't know anything else about the world outside of the castle he resides in.
Personality: Necri is very much a two sided coin. Most of the time, he is a friendly, if somewhat naiive kind of guy, without a care in the world. He easily warms up to anyone that shows him kindness. That all changes though, if he's angry. When that happens, he begins to cast waves upon waves of shadowy magic. After he calms down, he has no idea what happened.
Appearance: Necri is almost completely human, aside from the fact that he has three whiskers sticking out from each cheek. To cut them off or even pull on them causes him extreme pain. His light brown hair would fall to his shoulders, if he didn't keep it tied up tightly in a ponytail.
Since he is hardly ever allowed outside, Necri's dark blue eyes stand out surprisingly well against his nearly white skin. Of course, that's about all anyone sees of him. The rest of his body is covered in a series of black robes.
Weapon/Magic: Necri knows shadow magic, but can't do anything more speak into the minds of others now that he has left the castle. On rare occasions, he is able to project a ball of shadow, but he usually flies back as far as it flies forwards!
He also has a small one-handed scythe that he keeps chained to his right arm when in battle. However, he mostly uses it to cut off plant samples.
History: ((You might want to get comfy))
Necri was abandoned as a baby. However, he was abandoned on the doorstep of a loving couple who were unable to have children on their own. He had a different name to the one he has now, but that's not important. As he grew from an infant to a boy, he began to grow whiskers. At the age of five, there was no longer a way to hide this 'deformity' as other people called it.
When his father tried to cut off the whiskers, Necri wailed in pain at the first touch of the scissors to but one of the whiskers. In the winter months, it was slightly easier to hide them, with the help of a scarf or two, but in the summer months? Impossible.
Not soon after all this took place, a kindly old magician appeared on their doorstep. He offered to take the boy and make him someone that nobody would push around, that would be looked up to instead of down on. Being that Necri was obsessed with the stories of heroes and the such, he agreed. His parents made sure that they would see him again one day with a contract that the magician himself signed.
However, it was all a lie...
As soon as the two made it back to the magician's castle, it vanished! Over the years, Necri was taught the cruellest of magics, but seemed to never lose his innocence. He could summon a skeleton to do his bidding, he could rip a human body to pieces, but he always did it with a sparkle in his eyes as he saught to please his new master.
However, that wasn't the only lie that he was told. He was also told that the castle was the only real part of the world left and that the rest of the world was destroyed mere moments before they entered its safety. Everything past the castle's graveyard? That was all just an illusion. Whenever Necri tried to leave, the magician would simply move the castle to a new location. For now, it has come to rest somewhere near Fabia.
Necri knows that he cannot leave, or he will face harsh penalties...however, that won't stop people from just waltzing into an apparently abandoned old castle...or will it?
Now that Necri has left his old castle with little more than an old blanket and a wooden doll of some kind, there's no telling what will happen!
