Post by Zeek Yamato on Feb 16, 2009 15:59:16 GMT -5
Name- Zeek Thomas Yamato
Age- 13
Date of Birth- June 9th
Homelands- The Isle of Demon Le’ Mont (French Named Isles, English Ruled)
Race- Half Human
Class- Summoner
Final- (Dragon Uproar)
[The name has nearly nothing to do with the attack. This attack consists of a piece of flint on the tip of his staff which when friction is added it causes a small fire to expand into a sphere. Once the fire ball is effectively summoned Zeek turns and fleas for his life, the sphere being large enough to cover this escape, (hopefully) for roughly five seconds giving enough time to jump behind a tree or rock only, or at least put some distance between him and the reason for using that support attack.]
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{Weapon information}
(Flint Staff)
The flint Staff had the basic long shaft which is slightly oversized for the user, appearing to be a white mage’s staff at one point, having a red crystal at the bottom, and a cross at the top with a circle around the center of the cross, and four spikes emitting from each side of the circle not already taken by the staff. On the three tips of the staff are rings of flint which are good for making fire, or as stated above a quick flaming ball for a good distraction.
[The staff has little enchantments on it other than a slight holy barrier around the staff itself, perfect for blocking an attack that would normally break the staff for a short period of time. Though not saying it’s invincible it can be broken, just the first attack with whatever ‘could’ break it most likely won’t break it.]
{Armor Information}
(Cotton Cloak)
Besides his normal cloths he wears a bigger cloak that completely covers his body and head with a hood. There’s nothing specifically special about this cloak other then its color which is black, though that’s not much of a special quality from his Island.
[No Enchantments]
(Basic Clothing)
Like most people now a days he wears cloths, which he’s always worn since he got his first pair of clothes...His cloths consist of a basic shirt, mainly white with a golden lining and black accent to make for a fine looking shirt a somewhat wealthy kid his age would wear. The pants are basically an all black pair of cotton pants, and his shoes also black, not boots or anything special just dress shoes, shined like their suppose to be.
[No Enchantments]
{Accessory Information}
(None)
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[---]
{Physical Description}
(Zeek is not so much a well build individual but if one was to see his stomach they would see definition of muscle, this definition is by far not related to any hard work or lifting weights, crunches, or anything of that sort, it’s actually the bi-product of his special art of semi-yoga. His body is very flexible able to bend in ways that would make most men cringe, which only makes him snicker with pleasure at seeing their detest in such a flexible boy. Zeek’s hair is a odd shade of green, how it got that way is completely a mystery to even his parents, no one really dug too much into it, it was common and it was slightly unnatural though it wasn’t un heard of. Other than his hair the most distinctive features were his lineage, meaning who he came from, being his parents. These two individuals were magical in nature, one being a human mage, the other a transfigured animal that happened to fall in love with this human. (Her transfiguration had nothing to do with him...) Their son took mainly after the father, having his skin and whatnot, but he took after his mother in three points, the two fluffy yet slightly rounded ears on the top of his head, his long Ferret resembling tail, along with the color patterns of a ferret, and his near sickening flexibility that was granted from his mother. This flexibility wasn’t full at birth but arose near his toddler years when his mother had shown him how to perform a smidge of sloppy Yoga.
Many years ten to be exact after learning yoga he was a professional at agility in the art of running and especially in bending oddly, but not way out of the way a human could. His clothing is a gift from his father; they were his father’s when he was a child and went to his own magic school. And in his Genes he passed down one of his many abilities and those were the summoning spells. This summoning ability probably contributed to the green hair since his magic is about the same color, though his eyes really took after his mother, almost blood red, though they usually have a hint of pink sometimes when not irritated. Other than those special abilities and his basic looks when he’s off doing something on his own he usually wears this black cloak, which covers most of his body, darkening the face area and allowing his red eyes to be seen from the darkness, giving a very mysterious appearance when confronted at night.)
{Background}
(Starting from birth Zeek was gifted with an odd shade of hair color, it was obvious to only one person why this was but he kept that to himself. Mana had tainted the child during birth and given him the odd hair color as well as possibly damaging his personality, though it was fairly obvious the child was normal after the first few months of having the child to themselves. In early spring Zeek had grown a good deal, able to walk and even form small sounds and words almost, though this also seemed to be an effect of the mana that tainted him since not many children could form even small words at 2-3 years of age. While Zeek was four years he learned how to summon his first creature, though it was more by accident and it only was able to be summoned once, he had been attacked by some random creature from the woods nearby, before the creature had attacked the mana had rushed out from the child’s body and created some entity which has yet to be successfully described, this entity quickly dispatched the creature and by the time the parents got their all they had seen was their child in front of a dead animal that had freshly been killed.
Years passed, nothing special in this time, Zeek was 12 now, he decided on his own next year he was going to find some form of school to attend to hone his powers, which he seemed to have little control over, unable to summon a fly with such little control. His parents made arrangements for him to travel to the mainland to find a school, he’d be traveling with his uncle through the mainland for a time, since his uncle was a well renounced mage, and adventurer at the time. It wasn’t but a month after leaving the isle that he made it to the mainland, where he was surprised to find out that his uncle had passed away in that short time, it seems he tried to do go into a cave and it collapsed, naturally the collapse didn’t kill such a great mage, but instead a small piece of metal ore pinched between two large rocks got so much pressure before it finally released and you can guess who the unlucky soul is who it was aiming at. This event didn’t bother Zeek much, it freed him to find a school on his own, which he would, and which he could pay for since his uncle had a letter on him along with money, which was clearly labeled to go to Zeek and after the accident the local authorities had transferred the money to Zeek. “Perfect, now that that’s all falling into place I’ll be able to learn what I always wanted to!” Glaring down at the grave with a sad expression on his face, “Would have been fun if you were around uncle, though thanks to you I’ll realize my dream! It won’t go in vain!” and with that Zeek would be off to head to his destination.)
{Pinapple}
Age- 13
Date of Birth- June 9th
Homelands- The Isle of Demon Le’ Mont (French Named Isles, English Ruled)
Race- Half Human
Class- Summoner
Final- (Dragon Uproar)
[The name has nearly nothing to do with the attack. This attack consists of a piece of flint on the tip of his staff which when friction is added it causes a small fire to expand into a sphere. Once the fire ball is effectively summoned Zeek turns and fleas for his life, the sphere being large enough to cover this escape, (hopefully) for roughly five seconds giving enough time to jump behind a tree or rock only, or at least put some distance between him and the reason for using that support attack.]
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{Weapon information}
(Flint Staff)
The flint Staff had the basic long shaft which is slightly oversized for the user, appearing to be a white mage’s staff at one point, having a red crystal at the bottom, and a cross at the top with a circle around the center of the cross, and four spikes emitting from each side of the circle not already taken by the staff. On the three tips of the staff are rings of flint which are good for making fire, or as stated above a quick flaming ball for a good distraction.
[The staff has little enchantments on it other than a slight holy barrier around the staff itself, perfect for blocking an attack that would normally break the staff for a short period of time. Though not saying it’s invincible it can be broken, just the first attack with whatever ‘could’ break it most likely won’t break it.]
{Armor Information}
(Cotton Cloak)
Besides his normal cloths he wears a bigger cloak that completely covers his body and head with a hood. There’s nothing specifically special about this cloak other then its color which is black, though that’s not much of a special quality from his Island.
[No Enchantments]
(Basic Clothing)
Like most people now a days he wears cloths, which he’s always worn since he got his first pair of clothes...His cloths consist of a basic shirt, mainly white with a golden lining and black accent to make for a fine looking shirt a somewhat wealthy kid his age would wear. The pants are basically an all black pair of cotton pants, and his shoes also black, not boots or anything special just dress shoes, shined like their suppose to be.
[No Enchantments]
{Accessory Information}
(None)
---
[---]
{Physical Description}
(Zeek is not so much a well build individual but if one was to see his stomach they would see definition of muscle, this definition is by far not related to any hard work or lifting weights, crunches, or anything of that sort, it’s actually the bi-product of his special art of semi-yoga. His body is very flexible able to bend in ways that would make most men cringe, which only makes him snicker with pleasure at seeing their detest in such a flexible boy. Zeek’s hair is a odd shade of green, how it got that way is completely a mystery to even his parents, no one really dug too much into it, it was common and it was slightly unnatural though it wasn’t un heard of. Other than his hair the most distinctive features were his lineage, meaning who he came from, being his parents. These two individuals were magical in nature, one being a human mage, the other a transfigured animal that happened to fall in love with this human. (Her transfiguration had nothing to do with him...) Their son took mainly after the father, having his skin and whatnot, but he took after his mother in three points, the two fluffy yet slightly rounded ears on the top of his head, his long Ferret resembling tail, along with the color patterns of a ferret, and his near sickening flexibility that was granted from his mother. This flexibility wasn’t full at birth but arose near his toddler years when his mother had shown him how to perform a smidge of sloppy Yoga.
Many years ten to be exact after learning yoga he was a professional at agility in the art of running and especially in bending oddly, but not way out of the way a human could. His clothing is a gift from his father; they were his father’s when he was a child and went to his own magic school. And in his Genes he passed down one of his many abilities and those were the summoning spells. This summoning ability probably contributed to the green hair since his magic is about the same color, though his eyes really took after his mother, almost blood red, though they usually have a hint of pink sometimes when not irritated. Other than those special abilities and his basic looks when he’s off doing something on his own he usually wears this black cloak, which covers most of his body, darkening the face area and allowing his red eyes to be seen from the darkness, giving a very mysterious appearance when confronted at night.)
{Background}
(Starting from birth Zeek was gifted with an odd shade of hair color, it was obvious to only one person why this was but he kept that to himself. Mana had tainted the child during birth and given him the odd hair color as well as possibly damaging his personality, though it was fairly obvious the child was normal after the first few months of having the child to themselves. In early spring Zeek had grown a good deal, able to walk and even form small sounds and words almost, though this also seemed to be an effect of the mana that tainted him since not many children could form even small words at 2-3 years of age. While Zeek was four years he learned how to summon his first creature, though it was more by accident and it only was able to be summoned once, he had been attacked by some random creature from the woods nearby, before the creature had attacked the mana had rushed out from the child’s body and created some entity which has yet to be successfully described, this entity quickly dispatched the creature and by the time the parents got their all they had seen was their child in front of a dead animal that had freshly been killed.
Years passed, nothing special in this time, Zeek was 12 now, he decided on his own next year he was going to find some form of school to attend to hone his powers, which he seemed to have little control over, unable to summon a fly with such little control. His parents made arrangements for him to travel to the mainland to find a school, he’d be traveling with his uncle through the mainland for a time, since his uncle was a well renounced mage, and adventurer at the time. It wasn’t but a month after leaving the isle that he made it to the mainland, where he was surprised to find out that his uncle had passed away in that short time, it seems he tried to do go into a cave and it collapsed, naturally the collapse didn’t kill such a great mage, but instead a small piece of metal ore pinched between two large rocks got so much pressure before it finally released and you can guess who the unlucky soul is who it was aiming at. This event didn’t bother Zeek much, it freed him to find a school on his own, which he would, and which he could pay for since his uncle had a letter on him along with money, which was clearly labeled to go to Zeek and after the accident the local authorities had transferred the money to Zeek. “Perfect, now that that’s all falling into place I’ll be able to learn what I always wanted to!” Glaring down at the grave with a sad expression on his face, “Would have been fun if you were around uncle, though thanks to you I’ll realize my dream! It won’t go in vain!” and with that Zeek would be off to head to his destination.)
{Pinapple}
I'd love to end up as your teacher.
