Warror of the winds
05-02-06, 01:55 AM
Name: Ventulus Atrocitas
Age: 23 (Unfortunately he appears to be in his mid 60s)
Race: Sai
Hair Color: Grey
Eye Color: A pale grey
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 202
Personality: Very kind-hearted, open minded, though at times he is known to keep quiet. Seemingly wise way beyond his years.
Appearance: Most of his body is covered in a very aged looking black cloak, tears and bits missing, small blood stains. Ventulus’s thin hair lays gently on his shoulders, as his tender face is covered in a short, white beard.
History: Ventulus was the son of a solider and his wife. They lived on a farm where the land was very fertile. This farm was located in the pleasant green hills of the countryside of Corone. He was a normal happy child. Loved by his mother and cherished by his father for being the only son. He worked along side his mother and father tilling the land and planting the crops season by season. One day however though his father was sent off to war. His mother was sad and worried that she might not see her husband again. Her son though helped her, he told his mother that "Father will be back don't worry." As the years went by Ventulus saw his father every now and then. By this time his father had been fighting as a solider for a long time. He was tired and worn out, and Ventulus noticed as the years flew by that his father visited less and less. Finally when Ventulus was in his teens, his father just completely stopped visiting. This worried the boy because he could see that his mother was suffering due to being unable to be with the man she had married. However this all procured the boy into training to be a solider as well. He soon was fully trained to be a soldier. He soon also left his mother's side, but this time his mother begged him to not leave. She told him that she was afraid that he'd never see her again. Her son did not listen though and soon he had left off into the fields of war. As he fought through the battles, he won some but soon he ran into a battle he could not get out of. He was fighting against a strong army, his comrades were dying all around him. Soon he also met what surely would have been his death had he not been determined to live. With his leg injured behind repair, his mind and body broken, he dragged himself away from the bloody battlefield. He could still hear the screams of the dying, but he desperately wanted to live so he prayed. Softly as he coughed up blood and lay at the broken edge of a steep cliff he shouted "God of wind! Please hear my plea! Save me let me be embued with the magic that you possess! Please I shall be your servant! If you save me and grant me life I’ll be forever indebted to you!" The god of wind, normally he did not show mercy to any mortal soul. But this time he took pity on Ventulus. He granted Ventulus his magic and had him train in his realm for over 35 years, though only a single day in our time. His leg healed during these times of training, but it did not heal properly so he now walks with a limp. During his time in the wind god's realm, he begin to attune himself with the magic that was forever present in this sacred realm. As he trained their throughout the years, his mortality begin to slowly drift away bit by bit, until his once human soul and heart was consumed and replaced completely by the lore and love of magic and the beautiful natural scenery of nature that was his present surroundings. This is how he became what is known as a Sai a magic being and his humanity was no more. Furthermore, he ages much slower, like if he met a human girl and she was 29 years old and he was the same age, he would look much younger then the human girl, she would look her age, while he would like that of an 18 year old boy. Meaning that while he ages normally and all that, his youth is retained and he'll look much younger then he really is. When the moon is new and there is no pale light in the sky, Ventulus will once more look the age that he was when he was pulled into the wind god's realm. He will look like a healthy 23 year old young man and his injured leg will be completely normal. Basically on the night of hte new moon it will be like his injuries never happened and he never fought in that fateful war.
He is now seeking the world for knowledge and the life of his father.
Skills:
Calling of winds: [1/5] A simple healing spell that could cure small cuts, bruises, and other types of small wounds. It can also help larger wounds heal faster. Can be used only once per-battle
Staff of winds: [1/5] Ventulus carries around a small wooden staff, mainly used for casting spells, and the like. However, since his strong atonement with magic he can change the shape of the staff, but not the material. Lasts one hour.
Guidance of air: [1/5] With the gift of wind's magic, Ventulus can increase the movements of certain areas of his body. For example, if Ventulus covers his hands with wispy strands of wind, the speed and accuracy of his hands increases slightly. The same could be said if he uses the wind to cover and increase and enhance another area of his body. Furthermore, if he uses this spell and the wind covers his entire leg (His injured one) the wind can heal and mend his badly healed leg so that he can walk normally. With this spell he can move his leg as if it was normal and he had never been injured. Basically this spell allows him to walk without a limp and it quickens his movements so that he can walk and run normally. Lasts one hour. Can only be used twice per-battle.
Bo usage: [1/5] He has relatively efficient usage of his bo. He still is a tad clumsy with it. For example, like if he tries to execute a fancy move it will take him a few tries to get it just right. He can use it easily enough like he won't drop it and injure his foot, but he still has a ways to go before he completely masters and knows exactly how to use his bo.
Equipment:
Staff of winds: A simple wooden staff, with a small craving of a wind rune on it.
Leather pouch: containing; 3 empty flasks, and one empty journal.
Age: 23 (Unfortunately he appears to be in his mid 60s)
Race: Sai
Hair Color: Grey
Eye Color: A pale grey
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 202
Personality: Very kind-hearted, open minded, though at times he is known to keep quiet. Seemingly wise way beyond his years.
Appearance: Most of his body is covered in a very aged looking black cloak, tears and bits missing, small blood stains. Ventulus’s thin hair lays gently on his shoulders, as his tender face is covered in a short, white beard.
History: Ventulus was the son of a solider and his wife. They lived on a farm where the land was very fertile. This farm was located in the pleasant green hills of the countryside of Corone. He was a normal happy child. Loved by his mother and cherished by his father for being the only son. He worked along side his mother and father tilling the land and planting the crops season by season. One day however though his father was sent off to war. His mother was sad and worried that she might not see her husband again. Her son though helped her, he told his mother that "Father will be back don't worry." As the years went by Ventulus saw his father every now and then. By this time his father had been fighting as a solider for a long time. He was tired and worn out, and Ventulus noticed as the years flew by that his father visited less and less. Finally when Ventulus was in his teens, his father just completely stopped visiting. This worried the boy because he could see that his mother was suffering due to being unable to be with the man she had married. However this all procured the boy into training to be a solider as well. He soon was fully trained to be a soldier. He soon also left his mother's side, but this time his mother begged him to not leave. She told him that she was afraid that he'd never see her again. Her son did not listen though and soon he had left off into the fields of war. As he fought through the battles, he won some but soon he ran into a battle he could not get out of. He was fighting against a strong army, his comrades were dying all around him. Soon he also met what surely would have been his death had he not been determined to live. With his leg injured behind repair, his mind and body broken, he dragged himself away from the bloody battlefield. He could still hear the screams of the dying, but he desperately wanted to live so he prayed. Softly as he coughed up blood and lay at the broken edge of a steep cliff he shouted "God of wind! Please hear my plea! Save me let me be embued with the magic that you possess! Please I shall be your servant! If you save me and grant me life I’ll be forever indebted to you!" The god of wind, normally he did not show mercy to any mortal soul. But this time he took pity on Ventulus. He granted Ventulus his magic and had him train in his realm for over 35 years, though only a single day in our time. His leg healed during these times of training, but it did not heal properly so he now walks with a limp. During his time in the wind god's realm, he begin to attune himself with the magic that was forever present in this sacred realm. As he trained their throughout the years, his mortality begin to slowly drift away bit by bit, until his once human soul and heart was consumed and replaced completely by the lore and love of magic and the beautiful natural scenery of nature that was his present surroundings. This is how he became what is known as a Sai a magic being and his humanity was no more. Furthermore, he ages much slower, like if he met a human girl and she was 29 years old and he was the same age, he would look much younger then the human girl, she would look her age, while he would like that of an 18 year old boy. Meaning that while he ages normally and all that, his youth is retained and he'll look much younger then he really is. When the moon is new and there is no pale light in the sky, Ventulus will once more look the age that he was when he was pulled into the wind god's realm. He will look like a healthy 23 year old young man and his injured leg will be completely normal. Basically on the night of hte new moon it will be like his injuries never happened and he never fought in that fateful war.
He is now seeking the world for knowledge and the life of his father.
Skills:
Calling of winds: [1/5] A simple healing spell that could cure small cuts, bruises, and other types of small wounds. It can also help larger wounds heal faster. Can be used only once per-battle
Staff of winds: [1/5] Ventulus carries around a small wooden staff, mainly used for casting spells, and the like. However, since his strong atonement with magic he can change the shape of the staff, but not the material. Lasts one hour.
Guidance of air: [1/5] With the gift of wind's magic, Ventulus can increase the movements of certain areas of his body. For example, if Ventulus covers his hands with wispy strands of wind, the speed and accuracy of his hands increases slightly. The same could be said if he uses the wind to cover and increase and enhance another area of his body. Furthermore, if he uses this spell and the wind covers his entire leg (His injured one) the wind can heal and mend his badly healed leg so that he can walk normally. With this spell he can move his leg as if it was normal and he had never been injured. Basically this spell allows him to walk without a limp and it quickens his movements so that he can walk and run normally. Lasts one hour. Can only be used twice per-battle.
Bo usage: [1/5] He has relatively efficient usage of his bo. He still is a tad clumsy with it. For example, like if he tries to execute a fancy move it will take him a few tries to get it just right. He can use it easily enough like he won't drop it and injure his foot, but he still has a ways to go before he completely masters and knows exactly how to use his bo.
Equipment:
Staff of winds: A simple wooden staff, with a small craving of a wind rune on it.
Leather pouch: containing; 3 empty flasks, and one empty journal.