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✫::: Cianeus -✫- Locke :::✫
◈▷Last count of the candles ◁◈▷ 25◁◈◈▷When I check my pants, I am ◁◈▷ Male◁◈◈▷I am classified as a/an ◁◈▷Human as far as I can tell. However, there might be a few traces of wizard, elf, or some sort of magic blood in my veins from generations long ago.◁◈◈▷I run along with these types of people ◁◈▷ Straight◁◈◈▷The Mark I bare is ◁◈▷ Artificer◁◈◈▷My life is pretty much ◁◈▷ Cianeus was born in a small farming village away from any major city, and his strange gear-like tattoos were not present on his body until he was eight years old, growing darker every year until they were as black as tar. These have always interested the young Cianeus, but he never bothered to delve into what they might mean.
As he grew older, he found that he could see some creatures that others apparently could not, although they were fuzzy around the edges and seemed to waver in and out of existence quite frequently. After getting queer looks from his parents at pointing these things out, Cianeus realized that it was best to keep his mouth shut lest his family think him mad. Therefore, as he grew from boyhood to manhood, he learned to control these creatures and, to is delight, was able to tell them to come into this world. One such creature was kinder than the others, and told him about his abilities or, at least told the Cianeus of fifteen years what he could, anyways.
Once that happened, Cianeus felt confident enough about these new-found powers and showed his parents what he could do. Rather than being pleased and proud of their son, they were dumbstruck and shocked, and, once a snooping gossip found out about the strange magic bearing child of the respectable Locke family, that was it. Seeing how much his parents were suffering over what he had caused, Cianeus left. Once in the wide world, he attended university where he learned to read and write. With these tools of knowledge, he learned about the art of alchemy and the sciences, and it was there where he found his love for 'tinkering', as he called it. From that point of, Cianeus is how you will find him at present day. ◁◈◈▷My tattoo(s) are/is ◁◈▷a circular, gear like shape starting at my left collarbone and circling around the back of my neck before fading. The gear teeth have almost Celtic styling about them, the bases interconnecting with the main circular portion of the gear with ever entwining vines and lines. Down his left arm the tattoo continues, portions of the gear teeth stretching town to form smaller ones with more delicate designs until they merge to form a single elongated Celtic triangle over his left hand. Because of this, he usually wears long sleeves and gloves -at least on that arm.◁◈◈▷The weapon(s) I carry are/is ◁◈▷Ditch the staff in the picture, please! Cianeus does not use a magical staff to do his summonings, rather, he uses his hands and his voice. As for a physical weapon, he usually settles for a longbow which he slings across his shoulders or his hollow wooden staff. However, this staff is not as innocent as it first appears. Since the artificer designed it himself, the interior of the staff is cased in an extremely thin layer of iron, covered with leather. Encased in this sheath is a thin metal blade about three feet in length, sharpening to a single, lethal tip at the end. The mechanism that releases this blade is the pressing of a knob in the wood on the top, and the top portion of the staff also serves as the blade's hilt. Like this, you know, but the wooden staff part is more knobby, like this. ◁◈◈▷People say I am ◁◈▷Cianeus is, in one word, odd. He has a tendency to get lost in his own little imagination as he starts on a new project, and if anyone brings something up that remotely reminds the artificer of something else, he tends to go off on a tangent about said thing. Despite that, he is usually quite quirky when he wants to be (and didn't wake up on the wrong side of the fence, mind, then he gets quite indifferent and sarcastic) an has a charming grin that tends to show itself when he finds success in one of his project. Also, the summoner has one big lazy streak, demanding for other people to get things for him and, if no one would comply, he would either summon some small faerie being to get it for him or get that something himself with much grumbling and complaining. That aside, Cianeus would talk to most anyone he meets without a second thought, not realizing if he had lost his audience in his explanations of experiments or if his 'audience' walked away altogether.◁◈◈▷Likes ◁◈▷Cianeus loves it when the Healer expresses interest in his latest experiments, and tries his best to impress her on an almost daily basis. Other than that, the summoner enjoys a nice sunny day when it's not too hot, not too cold - just right. He claims that during these conditions his powers work to their maximum potential, although whether or not that claim is true, we'll never know. He enjoys solitude when engrossed in a new project, and he likes irritating people when a project had failed. As for food, Cianeus eats pretty much what is set in front of him; except mushrooms, Cianeus loathes mushrooms. ◁◈◈▷Dislikes ◁◈▷As mentioned above, Cianeus hates mushrooms above all other foods. He claims that they are gross, foul, and not even the lowest of worms would stoop down low enough to eat them. The summoner finds it irritating, seeing the blank looks on peoples' faces when he tells them about his latest endeavors, but he has come to realize that it is to be expected, no one can be a brilliant as he when it comes to the realms of science. Cianeus detests the scent of cherry almost, it makes him gag, or at least he pretends it does. Other than those things, he finds it irritating when people won't go fetch things for him after a day of working on whatever he worked on at that time, he being so tired and they perfectly capable of getting a small glass of ale for him, but no! ('Get it yourself', they say), the artificer finds that insulting.◁◈◈▷Eye Color ◁◈▷A very pale hazel, almost golden. The rims of the irises are darker with more green-grey tints to them, where the interior of the irises rimming the pupil are so light, they are nearly white.◁◈◈▷Hair Color ◁◈▷The summoner's hair is a rich auburn. He doesn't say that it is red, since it has brown hints in it, but it much to red to be called brown. During the summer, the sun bleaches his hair to where some of he auburn strands shine gold, but in the winter it is a dark fiery shade, and that is the time where Cianeus complains that there is gray hairs growing from his scalp. ◁◈◈▷Height ◁◈▷6'3''◁◈◈▷Weight ◁◈▷150lbs, quite a willowy fellow, Cianeus is.◁◈◈▷Other junk I want to add ◁◈▷Cianeus enjoys showing off his summoning prowess to any interested crowd. Not the best idea at times, but sometimes his need to impress drives him to do irrational and even stupid things. Luckily, his traveling companion the Healer has more sense that the Artificer does.◁◈◈▷My Theme Song is ◁◈▷Theme Song - Come up with later due to lack of decent unused songs.◁◈◈▷The voice in my head is called ◁◈▷ Wings of Hindrence RP◁◈
 Aribis · Sun May 16, 2010 @ 03:29am · 0 Comments |
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