Post by Rip on Aug 16, 2010 21:51:35 GMT -5
Kite
Birth Name: William Brier
Nickname: If you can actually get him to speak, he'll introduce himself as Kite.
Age: 15
Species: Witch (seer)
Height: 5'6
Weight: 120 lbs
Magical Abilities: Seer, untrained. Experiences visions with all senses, and often looses his sense of reality when falling into one. Also exhibits loose talent for curse magic.
Birthplace: Red Axe
Current Residence: Wanders around Caedere
Occupation: Does odd jobs
Accessories: Wears a pocket watch around his neck by a long silver chain, also has long knife.
Description:
Quiet, distant and rather anti-social, Kite just doesn't like people. He doesn't hate them or anything so dramatic; he just keeps to himself and doesn't seek out conversation. Likely for him, he looks unassuming enough that the masses ignore him under typical circumstances. He's just a skinny, dark haired kid with pale eyes and an unhappy face. Dime a dozen.
Unfortunately, he can't always avoid attention.
Kite experienced his first vision at age five. He played in a field under sunlight, and suddenly it was raining. There was no transition; just a split second change from warmth to sopping wet. He felt the water running down his hair and through the grooves of his skin, and it already soaked his clothes. Then it was gone. Confused as hell, he ran back home, and by the time he got there, clouds rolled over and a storm cloaked everything in grey. Since then, the visions come and go. They intensify during times of physical and emotional exhaustion, but they don't occur anymore frequently then usual. Kite's never understood the triggers so he's rarely prepared for when they happen.
He tries not to look at things symbolically, so he avoids pondering about the visions. Kite's good at avoiding things. Avoiding people, avoiding questions. He's also good at avoiding confrontation. He's a pretty good fighter, but the only time he'll actually face a direct threat is if he's backed into a corner. If that happens, Kite gets extremely violent.
Maybe he's lonely, but he doesn't have anything to compare it to. He's just not good at getting along with people.
Relationships:
LOSER has no friends
History:
He's a runaway and doesn't really talk about it.
Also I'm lazy.
Miscellaneous:
