Jean-Luc (Tiz alt)
Oct 24, 2015 20:21:31 GMT -6
Post by Jean-Luc on Oct 24, 2015 20:21:31 GMT -6
Name:Jean-Luc (alias: Luke)
Class:Sage
Age:22
Born in:Etruria
Appearance:Jean-Luc is tall and lean, boasting no physical prowess aside from height. His slender, more fragile build renders him useless in close combat. He wears a tight-fitting navy cloth jerkin and light tan slacks tucked into tall brown boots with high heels. The tails of his jerkin flow down and reach halfway down the backs of his thighs. Luke wears his hair long and down, preferring to let it do whatever it wills, but he does keep a red cloth tied around his forehead to keep the strands out of his eyes. His face is smooth and calm, speaking to his youth, and his eyes are slender and blue.
Personality:Though hardened by the losses in his life, Luke retains a cool, collected demeanor. He jokes often, is snide, and has a quick, sharp wit. His scoundrel-like tendencies only took shape later in life, and because of his priesthood and upbringing in the church, he sometimes finds himself conflicted in the course of his actions. He takes most things lightly, is personally wounded infrequently, and while extroverted, tends to keep people at a distance unless he is helping them on the battlefield. He can be indecisive at times, and while a charismatic leader, Luke often chooses to let others make the decisions, as he has a very prominent fear of letting others down-- though he tends to hide this fairly well.
Story:Born one of many illegitimate children of the head of one of Etruria's noble houses, Luke was always outside of the privilege his title would normally offered him. Growing up in a large estate in the city, Luke never knew much of his parents-- his father was rarely present, and his mother fulfilled her roles as a maternal caregiver, and little more. His many brothers and sisters were around, though treated about the same-- not poorly, but with great neglect, a strange type of indifference that should have been unbefitting of a noble house.
Before long, Luke was taken into the care of his aunt and uncle, who also took a small handful of Luke's biological brothers and sisters as well. With both his aunt and uncle serving prominent roles in the church, Luke soon learned how to tend to parishioners, and before long, earned his place as the figurative head of the small parish outside of the main city in which he had, by this point, spent many years. He strayed from typical academia and tended instead to the will of St. Elimine, finding solace and love in the teachings that his parents had failed to give him. Luke also found extensive satisfaction in tending to the needs of the church, and of the small community into which he was thoroughly ingrained.
After becoming a priest for the church, Luke's aunt and uncle stepped down, eventually leaving the church and the parishioners to Luke to tend by himself. The job was not hard, but required lots of tedious work, and it pulled Luke away from the comfort that he'd been living until this point. While he loved his job, and felt spiritually enriched, the stress was beginning to weigh on him in his late teens, and before long, Luke found himself becoming overwhelmed.
To make matters worse, as Kraft rose to power, the entire atmosphere at Luke's small church began to change. Many of the parishioners left the parish to join Kraft's mobilizing army, and those that remained were the old and the sick. When winter arrived that year, it brought with it extensive sickness and unrest. Eventually, despite all of his efforts and prayers to St. Elimine, Luke lost more than half the remaining members of his church. A few others lost their faith, they way, and moved back into the city. In shambles, with the church having but a few remaining faithful, Luke decided to close the church and move back into the city with his aunt and uncle.
Heartbroken by his loss, Luke shelled up and spent most of his time in the library in an attempt to cover all the time he'd lost not studying the arcane arts. He studied plants, geography, and the use of anima magic for combat purposes. He took to apothecary work as well, making potions in his spare time to heal what sickness he could now, without a church and without a committee with which to work for the good of the Etrurian people. While Luke certainly didn't lose his faith, it was shaken in these times, and after a while, when the tension in the country was coming to a boil, Luke dropped his born-name of Jean-Luc and traveled Elibe as Luke, learning what he could, where he could, when he could.
Taking up residence in Ilia for a short time, Luke spent months writing an encyclopedia on the effects of wind currents in higher altitudes of Ilian mountains, and how certain windchill temperatures could create ice in the air that became heavy enough to fall in physical form. He discovered, and wrote about, the ability of anima users to harness this ice in the air with additional control of wind magic to manipulate both the wind and ice currents to create, from the air, ice spikes at will. Centering his text on the science mixed with the anima magic itself, Luke soon found his work in a few small Ilian libraries. After enough theoretical application, Luke began to apply his studies-- putting the work of his text into action. He spent a month on Ilian hilltops harnessing ice particles from the chilly Ilian wind. Using his growing skill with magic, alongside his faith, Luke quickly discovered that magical prowess could be applied to more than just weaponizing the forms of matter most common to mages-- fire, wind, thunder--but also to harness the energy in the light, using his faith as a foundation. With some practice, Luke found that his faith could sustain magic centered in and called down from the heavens themselves, with St. Elimine's teachings guiding its use. Using Ilia as a "training camp" of sorts, Luke delved into the realms of magic for practical application, both in anima and in the light magic that many military bishops used in Etruria, the very country he had fled from. Before long, Luke found his encyclopedia across borders, in a small handful of Lycian libraries, mostly in smaller territories. Pleased with his work, he moved away.
About a year and a half ago, Luke took up residence in Lycia to continue his study the use of wind and light magic, and when he felt ready, began to use it in practical application. It made him feel further from his faith without academic study of St. Elimine's teachings, which he tried to maintain in solitude and reading, though as he traveled, taking work where he could find it, he become doubtful and cynical. His soft and gentle soul had turned scoundrel, and Luke turned to his wit and carelessness as a way to cope with the many changes in his life. Seeking knowledge as a bandage for his internal turmoil, Luke attempted developing new spells, altering ways to use the spells he currently knew for the better. Odd mercenary work popped up now and then, but Luke spent most of his time expanding his knowledge base about the natural world around him, and how the elements could be manipulated to fit his every whim.
Growing weary of the Lycian territory that was certainly not his home, Luke happily took up residence in Etruria once more. Enough time having passed, Luke was able to avoid the shame that he expected to feel when coming back to a land upon which his church no longer stood. The military had seized the land and turned the plot into a military barracks, and Luke chose the city life, where he was close to his family and the library. Now, he spends his time exploring and reading more and more about the teachings of St. Elimine, in a last-pitched effort to regain his lost sense of security in the religion that had primarily sustained him.
Class:Sage
Age:22
Born in:Etruria
Appearance:Jean-Luc is tall and lean, boasting no physical prowess aside from height. His slender, more fragile build renders him useless in close combat. He wears a tight-fitting navy cloth jerkin and light tan slacks tucked into tall brown boots with high heels. The tails of his jerkin flow down and reach halfway down the backs of his thighs. Luke wears his hair long and down, preferring to let it do whatever it wills, but he does keep a red cloth tied around his forehead to keep the strands out of his eyes. His face is smooth and calm, speaking to his youth, and his eyes are slender and blue.
Personality:Though hardened by the losses in his life, Luke retains a cool, collected demeanor. He jokes often, is snide, and has a quick, sharp wit. His scoundrel-like tendencies only took shape later in life, and because of his priesthood and upbringing in the church, he sometimes finds himself conflicted in the course of his actions. He takes most things lightly, is personally wounded infrequently, and while extroverted, tends to keep people at a distance unless he is helping them on the battlefield. He can be indecisive at times, and while a charismatic leader, Luke often chooses to let others make the decisions, as he has a very prominent fear of letting others down-- though he tends to hide this fairly well.
Story:Born one of many illegitimate children of the head of one of Etruria's noble houses, Luke was always outside of the privilege his title would normally offered him. Growing up in a large estate in the city, Luke never knew much of his parents-- his father was rarely present, and his mother fulfilled her roles as a maternal caregiver, and little more. His many brothers and sisters were around, though treated about the same-- not poorly, but with great neglect, a strange type of indifference that should have been unbefitting of a noble house.
Before long, Luke was taken into the care of his aunt and uncle, who also took a small handful of Luke's biological brothers and sisters as well. With both his aunt and uncle serving prominent roles in the church, Luke soon learned how to tend to parishioners, and before long, earned his place as the figurative head of the small parish outside of the main city in which he had, by this point, spent many years. He strayed from typical academia and tended instead to the will of St. Elimine, finding solace and love in the teachings that his parents had failed to give him. Luke also found extensive satisfaction in tending to the needs of the church, and of the small community into which he was thoroughly ingrained.
After becoming a priest for the church, Luke's aunt and uncle stepped down, eventually leaving the church and the parishioners to Luke to tend by himself. The job was not hard, but required lots of tedious work, and it pulled Luke away from the comfort that he'd been living until this point. While he loved his job, and felt spiritually enriched, the stress was beginning to weigh on him in his late teens, and before long, Luke found himself becoming overwhelmed.
To make matters worse, as Kraft rose to power, the entire atmosphere at Luke's small church began to change. Many of the parishioners left the parish to join Kraft's mobilizing army, and those that remained were the old and the sick. When winter arrived that year, it brought with it extensive sickness and unrest. Eventually, despite all of his efforts and prayers to St. Elimine, Luke lost more than half the remaining members of his church. A few others lost their faith, they way, and moved back into the city. In shambles, with the church having but a few remaining faithful, Luke decided to close the church and move back into the city with his aunt and uncle.
Heartbroken by his loss, Luke shelled up and spent most of his time in the library in an attempt to cover all the time he'd lost not studying the arcane arts. He studied plants, geography, and the use of anima magic for combat purposes. He took to apothecary work as well, making potions in his spare time to heal what sickness he could now, without a church and without a committee with which to work for the good of the Etrurian people. While Luke certainly didn't lose his faith, it was shaken in these times, and after a while, when the tension in the country was coming to a boil, Luke dropped his born-name of Jean-Luc and traveled Elibe as Luke, learning what he could, where he could, when he could.
Taking up residence in Ilia for a short time, Luke spent months writing an encyclopedia on the effects of wind currents in higher altitudes of Ilian mountains, and how certain windchill temperatures could create ice in the air that became heavy enough to fall in physical form. He discovered, and wrote about, the ability of anima users to harness this ice in the air with additional control of wind magic to manipulate both the wind and ice currents to create, from the air, ice spikes at will. Centering his text on the science mixed with the anima magic itself, Luke soon found his work in a few small Ilian libraries. After enough theoretical application, Luke began to apply his studies-- putting the work of his text into action. He spent a month on Ilian hilltops harnessing ice particles from the chilly Ilian wind. Using his growing skill with magic, alongside his faith, Luke quickly discovered that magical prowess could be applied to more than just weaponizing the forms of matter most common to mages-- fire, wind, thunder--but also to harness the energy in the light, using his faith as a foundation. With some practice, Luke found that his faith could sustain magic centered in and called down from the heavens themselves, with St. Elimine's teachings guiding its use. Using Ilia as a "training camp" of sorts, Luke delved into the realms of magic for practical application, both in anima and in the light magic that many military bishops used in Etruria, the very country he had fled from. Before long, Luke found his encyclopedia across borders, in a small handful of Lycian libraries, mostly in smaller territories. Pleased with his work, he moved away.
About a year and a half ago, Luke took up residence in Lycia to continue his study the use of wind and light magic, and when he felt ready, began to use it in practical application. It made him feel further from his faith without academic study of St. Elimine's teachings, which he tried to maintain in solitude and reading, though as he traveled, taking work where he could find it, he become doubtful and cynical. His soft and gentle soul had turned scoundrel, and Luke turned to his wit and carelessness as a way to cope with the many changes in his life. Seeking knowledge as a bandage for his internal turmoil, Luke attempted developing new spells, altering ways to use the spells he currently knew for the better. Odd mercenary work popped up now and then, but Luke spent most of his time expanding his knowledge base about the natural world around him, and how the elements could be manipulated to fit his every whim.
Growing weary of the Lycian territory that was certainly not his home, Luke happily took up residence in Etruria once more. Enough time having passed, Luke was able to avoid the shame that he expected to feel when coming back to a land upon which his church no longer stood. The military had seized the land and turned the plot into a military barracks, and Luke chose the city life, where he was close to his family and the library. Now, he spends his time exploring and reading more and more about the teachings of St. Elimine, in a last-pitched effort to regain his lost sense of security in the religion that had primarily sustained him.
