Aravis Ar'Tellis
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Aravis Ar'Tellis
by Aravis Ar'tellis Sat Mar 31, 2012 2:52 pm
Full Name: Aravis [Air-ah-vis] Ar'tellis
Nicknames: None as of yet.
Date of Birth: January 12th 1984
Age: 28
Place of Birth: Unknown (Orphan, unsure where he started, but until age 18 he was jungle between foster homes)
Current Home: None, drifter.
Blood Purity: Unkown
Physical Appearance
Hair Colour: Brown
Hair Style: Nonexistent, he wears a flat cap almost constantly because he cuts his own hair and is highly embarrassed by it no matter how it turns out.
Eye Colour: Dark Brown, decidedly average.
Height: 5'9
Body Type: Average size, but surprisingly nimble when the situation calls for it.
Dress Style: Simple. His coat has tears her and there, his boots are well worn, he looks the picture of a traveling man. Everything on his person looks as if it has been owned for a long while.
Other: He keeps a bone handled knife on his belt, more for utility than anything else.
Personal
Likes: Simple Music, knowledge in all forms, a good story, a hot drink, a warm bed.
Dislikes: Being Idle.
Strengths: Knows just a little about most anything you can think of. Has dabbled in just about any art that can come to mind. Has done a number of odd jobs and is passable in most any working position. Very personable, makes friends easily, even among enemy’s.
Weaknesses: Though he has experience doing most everything he can never focus on one thing. As such he will never be as good as a master of any given craft. More often than not he is an amateur.
Biography: His first memories were of a home in which six other children where cared for along side him by kind old man and woman. When they passed on in his tenth year of life he was moved along with two others to a younger couple who was willing to take them in. When that couple decided to start their own family when he turned thirteen he was once again placed with a new family. By that time, despite the new couples best efforts he could not be reached. He spent five years in living under that roof and not once called either of them Dad or Mom. He found peace in music. Found companionship there because unlike people music could never betray his trust. It would always be there waiting to be written, played, experienced. He quickly found that his music was different than others when others put their heart into their music it would reach out to others that felt the same. When he put his heart into his music it would force them to feel as he felt.
He spent countless hours trying to understand this gift, he played and played. Each day learning more about his gift. He could bring joy or sorrow. He could make people feel fear with the pluck of string or the blow of a reed. It was on horrible night when he learned that he could also play in anger, and fire and damnation he brought to his home has haunted him since. Dan and Rose, who only ever wanted to care for him, had died by his hand. Aravis stole away on that day he fled from his sin and sought to make up for it by using is music to bring joy.
He traveled far and wide soothing pain with his magical tunes. He learned to play the ballad of the wind. He mastered the hymns of the sea. He learned that as a mortal being he could not control these elements, but through music he could commune with them and ask for their assistance. His travels now bring him to the city of New York. Where he hopes to make friends and spread joy through music. And to help guide those he need a helping hand and share his experience with those who seek it.
Family
Mother: Dan Ar'tellis
Father: Rose Ar'tellis
Siblings: None.
Other
He is conscious of the magical world, his many skills extend into that circle. He doesn't, however, have a wand and has never received a formal magical education. Everything he knows is from hands on experience. He is not a fighter, though he can call upon the elements to help him he is more likely to summon a gale to aid in escape than he is to attempt to drown his enemy’s in a maelstrom. His magic while powerful is situational, and he often chooses not to employ it.
Relationships
(Fill this in later when you've built relationships with your character.)
Friends:
Enemies:
Acquaintances:
(So very nervous right now.)
Nicknames: None as of yet.
Date of Birth: January 12th 1984
Age: 28
Place of Birth: Unknown (Orphan, unsure where he started, but until age 18 he was jungle between foster homes)
Current Home: None, drifter.
Blood Purity: Unkown
Physical Appearance
Hair Colour: Brown
Hair Style: Nonexistent, he wears a flat cap almost constantly because he cuts his own hair and is highly embarrassed by it no matter how it turns out.
Eye Colour: Dark Brown, decidedly average.
Height: 5'9
Body Type: Average size, but surprisingly nimble when the situation calls for it.
Dress Style: Simple. His coat has tears her and there, his boots are well worn, he looks the picture of a traveling man. Everything on his person looks as if it has been owned for a long while.
Other: He keeps a bone handled knife on his belt, more for utility than anything else.
Personal
Likes: Simple Music, knowledge in all forms, a good story, a hot drink, a warm bed.
Dislikes: Being Idle.
Strengths: Knows just a little about most anything you can think of. Has dabbled in just about any art that can come to mind. Has done a number of odd jobs and is passable in most any working position. Very personable, makes friends easily, even among enemy’s.
Weaknesses: Though he has experience doing most everything he can never focus on one thing. As such he will never be as good as a master of any given craft. More often than not he is an amateur.
Biography: His first memories were of a home in which six other children where cared for along side him by kind old man and woman. When they passed on in his tenth year of life he was moved along with two others to a younger couple who was willing to take them in. When that couple decided to start their own family when he turned thirteen he was once again placed with a new family. By that time, despite the new couples best efforts he could not be reached. He spent five years in living under that roof and not once called either of them Dad or Mom. He found peace in music. Found companionship there because unlike people music could never betray his trust. It would always be there waiting to be written, played, experienced. He quickly found that his music was different than others when others put their heart into their music it would reach out to others that felt the same. When he put his heart into his music it would force them to feel as he felt.
He spent countless hours trying to understand this gift, he played and played. Each day learning more about his gift. He could bring joy or sorrow. He could make people feel fear with the pluck of string or the blow of a reed. It was on horrible night when he learned that he could also play in anger, and fire and damnation he brought to his home has haunted him since. Dan and Rose, who only ever wanted to care for him, had died by his hand. Aravis stole away on that day he fled from his sin and sought to make up for it by using is music to bring joy.
He traveled far and wide soothing pain with his magical tunes. He learned to play the ballad of the wind. He mastered the hymns of the sea. He learned that as a mortal being he could not control these elements, but through music he could commune with them and ask for their assistance. His travels now bring him to the city of New York. Where he hopes to make friends and spread joy through music. And to help guide those he need a helping hand and share his experience with those who seek it.
Family
Mother: Dan Ar'tellis
Father: Rose Ar'tellis
Siblings: None.
Other
He is conscious of the magical world, his many skills extend into that circle. He doesn't, however, have a wand and has never received a formal magical education. Everything he knows is from hands on experience. He is not a fighter, though he can call upon the elements to help him he is more likely to summon a gale to aid in escape than he is to attempt to drown his enemy’s in a maelstrom. His magic while powerful is situational, and he often chooses not to employ it.
Relationships
(Fill this in later when you've built relationships with your character.)
Friends:
Enemies:
Acquaintances:
(So very nervous right now.)
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Join date : 2012-03-31
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