The Faint Light, Liror
Jul 31, 2014 13:33:27 GMT -6
Post by Liror on Jul 31, 2014 13:33:27 GMT -6
Name: Liror
Class:Priest
Age:15
Born: Nabata
Appearance: Dark grey hair with light blue eyes, Wears a robe that is a light with dark blue and yellow highlights. Rarely ever caught smiling or even a smirk on his face. Stands at around 5 ft 3 in.
Personality: Usually very quite and keeps to himself a lot, but if you can get actually get him into a conversation he is very kind and never rude to anyone. It is extremely hard to get him angry. He is very caring of any type of animal and will help injured ones.
Story: As a child he was always bored with no brothers or sister and no other children his age around. Normally he had to do things that entertained himself like pretending he would fight off bandits and pirates or stitch up wounded animals.
by the age 9 his parents got extremely sick with a disease that no healer could treat and eventually passed away, he was being taken care of by another family where he lived but he soon realized they were abusive and very hateful of many things he did such as waste time having "fun" or tending to useless animals.
On his 11th birthday he ran away from his nightmare escaping into the desert, he soon found himself lost with no way to get back home. as he wondered the desert he came upon a small wooden shack, in this shack there were tomes of Anima, Light, dark, and even staves, as he looked at all the strange magical items a hooded man appeared in the room with a flash of light. The hooded man asked if he has ever used magic before Liror shook his head no and told the man that his grandfather was a sage before he died and told him many stories of battle and that was all.
The man picked up 4 different items from the stacks a fire,lighting,flux, and a heal staff. he told him to try each one to see if anything would happen, Liror nodded and tried to use the fire tome nothing happened. Next, on to the lighting tome again nothing happened. After that, he used the flux tome and again nothing happened, the man cut himself with a knife on the hand, then told Liror to heal his wound. He was desperately hoping that the staff was going to at least spark or something, he picked up the staff and focused on healing the man fear flowed into his mind with thoughts of failure and shame, however, he noticed a faint light from the staff then a glow around the man's wound.The wound was gone not leaving any scar or mark it was healed!
The man nodded and asked if he would like to train to become a priest, Liror was ecstatic he would never had interest in becoming a priest sure, but now he could travel the world now helping people in need in his own way. The man told Liror that he would need time to become a good priest, so Liror agreed and the man trained Liror who eventually found out that the man was a druid, at age 14 he was a well enough priest who could mend most wounds with almost any staff. (still starting as a d rank with staves)
One morning he went to meet his mentor but instead found a note from him saying that he went out to run a few errands, he waited a whole year for his masters return but nothing... With no one around he became hollow inside hardly ever leaving the shack only to get food from the town (which his mentor showed the way back to) even then not talking to anyone or even speaking to the clerk. one day he had enough and decided to go out and find his mentor and become something even better than he is now to protect everyone he cares about.
Class:Priest
Age:15
Born: Nabata
Appearance: Dark grey hair with light blue eyes, Wears a robe that is a light with dark blue and yellow highlights. Rarely ever caught smiling or even a smirk on his face. Stands at around 5 ft 3 in.
Personality: Usually very quite and keeps to himself a lot, but if you can get actually get him into a conversation he is very kind and never rude to anyone. It is extremely hard to get him angry. He is very caring of any type of animal and will help injured ones.
Story: As a child he was always bored with no brothers or sister and no other children his age around. Normally he had to do things that entertained himself like pretending he would fight off bandits and pirates or stitch up wounded animals.
by the age 9 his parents got extremely sick with a disease that no healer could treat and eventually passed away, he was being taken care of by another family where he lived but he soon realized they were abusive and very hateful of many things he did such as waste time having "fun" or tending to useless animals.
On his 11th birthday he ran away from his nightmare escaping into the desert, he soon found himself lost with no way to get back home. as he wondered the desert he came upon a small wooden shack, in this shack there were tomes of Anima, Light, dark, and even staves, as he looked at all the strange magical items a hooded man appeared in the room with a flash of light. The hooded man asked if he has ever used magic before Liror shook his head no and told the man that his grandfather was a sage before he died and told him many stories of battle and that was all.
The man picked up 4 different items from the stacks a fire,lighting,flux, and a heal staff. he told him to try each one to see if anything would happen, Liror nodded and tried to use the fire tome nothing happened. Next, on to the lighting tome again nothing happened. After that, he used the flux tome and again nothing happened, the man cut himself with a knife on the hand, then told Liror to heal his wound. He was desperately hoping that the staff was going to at least spark or something, he picked up the staff and focused on healing the man fear flowed into his mind with thoughts of failure and shame, however, he noticed a faint light from the staff then a glow around the man's wound.The wound was gone not leaving any scar or mark it was healed!
The man nodded and asked if he would like to train to become a priest, Liror was ecstatic he would never had interest in becoming a priest sure, but now he could travel the world now helping people in need in his own way. The man told Liror that he would need time to become a good priest, so Liror agreed and the man trained Liror who eventually found out that the man was a druid, at age 14 he was a well enough priest who could mend most wounds with almost any staff. (still starting as a d rank with staves)
One morning he went to meet his mentor but instead found a note from him saying that he went out to run a few errands, he waited a whole year for his masters return but nothing... With no one around he became hollow inside hardly ever leaving the shack only to get food from the town (which his mentor showed the way back to) even then not talking to anyone or even speaking to the clerk. one day he had enough and decided to go out and find his mentor and become something even better than he is now to protect everyone he cares about.
