Post by AERON CAERWYN on Dec 21, 2014 12:48:59 GMT
[attr="class","appbody"] [attr="class","appcat"]bio No matter who you may be, you think, your name is Aeron and right now it’s all coming back to you. An angry little boy, you'd go up in flames. You and your sleepless nights and pointless expectations of others when you couldn’t live up to yourself. Couldn’t live with yourself, you thought. Your mother had named you Aeron, you were supposed to be strong, a mountain of immovable things. You fucked that up, too, because here you stood, gently stepping around broken plates on a stark floor. You were tired, though, a tired little solider of a boy. You went through life half-awake, a mix of tired eyes and long sighs. You were tired of fighting wars that only went on behind your closed eyes and in the confines of your god damned head. You were fighting a war on two fronts, and across one of them stood yourself. Life, now, became punctuated by cups of coffee, by broken dishes on the dark floor. By wilted flowers in the window, forcing you to put on a coat and leave, if only for a few minutes. A few minutes, no longer the solitary sea bird, no, a few minutes with a semblance of normalcy. How much like your mother you'd become, it left a sour taste in your mouth, although you'd never admit it. It turned into waiting for when when you'd finally crawl into her bed. You likened yourself to a jigsaw puzzle, you've never known if you lost a few pieces along the way, or if they'd never been there in the first place. You could liken yourself to a lot of things, couldn't you? But your name would always be Aeron, and here you are. The clock says 3 A.M, and all you can hear is tick, tick, tick. It's hard for things, people, to leave you when you've never had anything in the first place, isn't it? Maybe it's easier to pretend you're scared of nothing, when really, you're terrified of everything. [attr="class","appcat"]lore & abilities +BLACK MAGIC // Magic focused for selfish reasons; often used against others, or to promote one's own fortune. Aeron is skilled in all forms of curses, hexes, inflicting any sort of negative effects against others. Black Magic ties into the verbal magic as well, though his most powerful spells are done through rituals (and are most effective as such.) Black Magic is an all encompassing art, allowing Aeron to do almost anything that has destructive/negative intent, branching into inscriptive spell casting and the likes as well. Aeron can't use many forms of white magic, they tend to backfire for some odd reason. (he's a total prick.) +ICE ELEMENTAL // Aeron can manifest/manipulate ice for combat/ect purposes. This includes creating ice spikes, walls of ice, and being able to freeze already standing water to use for his own purposes. +VERBAL MAGIC // The ability to manifest magical effects via incantation/verbal command. This is tied in with both brances of his magic, though Aeron is capable of using magic without incantations. | [attr="class","appname"]AERON E. CAERWYN [attr="class","appicon"] [attr="class","appstats"] AGE: 26 SEX: M RACE: HUMAN HOMELAND: CENTERSPIRE MOUNTAIN CONTRACT: N [attr="class","appquote"]YOU’RE ALL BROKEN DISHES, STARK AGAINST THE KITCHEN FLOOR |
[attr="class","appooc"]PLAYED BY SOUTHIE // [b][i]ONE PIECE, trafalgar law,[/i][/b] aeron caerwyn