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Basic info
Name: Salzem Andaz
Age: 18
Birthday: July 21
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5 foot 8 inches
Weight: 120 pounds
Face Claim: http://ayaishanartsist.deviantart.com/journal/Make-your-own-Anime-616702740
Stats
STR: 2
DEF: 4
RES: 3 (Resistance Aura)
SPT: 4
Aura 200|100 HP
Personality
Major: Combat
Likes: Cool, dark places, combat, small arachnids
Dislikes: Bright lights, Grimm... with a passion, extremely loud noise
Fears: Being left all alone, his past, dying
Talent: Fighting
Weakness Musician
Overall Personality: Salzem is generally kind and open to people, sometimes too the point of appearing impulsive. He is in touch with himself and knows exactly how he is, taking pride in his achievements but not overlooking his failures. While being an experienced fighter, he can be something of a coward, intimidated by those stronger than him and especially when he's faced with the high probability with death. He's cool-headed and relaxed most of the time, though extreme pressure can often cause him to embody the impulsiveness people see in him, his personality becoming wild and hot-headed, almost like an animal. He cares for his friends deeply but also harbors great anger and resentment for those that would knowingly cross him... Especially when it comes to himself. Salzem holds a lot of skeptism, looking back on the past, wishing that he'd done things differently... If there's one thing he knows about himself, its that he's a coward... and he hates it. Its the one part of himself he wishes he could cut out and yet... it never changes...
Abilities
Aura type: Resistance
Aura Color: Ghastly Smokey White
Semblance: Summoning: Able to manipulate and create an avatar out of the present darkness and shadows around him beit his own, shadows created by the environment or by those of someone else.
Summon Description: As a mixture of dark purple and black tint with glowing yellow eyes and a skull like head, its mouth seemingly strapped shut. It's body is that of a muscular human, its lower body fading off into the shadow it's sprouting from. It has large, sharp-nailed hands often curled into claws aggressively. It's known for it's immense strength and flexibility, able to slither around like a snake or stand solidly like a man. This summon can stretch out it's limbs to strike at long distances or wrap around someone and strangle them like an anaconda. it can shift and morph its shape to be thinner or thicker than it's natural from to suit the need to the user as darkness is an extremely malleable resource.
Can travel within shadows whether connected to the user or not. So long as there is a shadow to move, this summon is able to move within it. However, it cannot move outside the borders of the shadow, rather, it must remain connected to one or it will immediately be desummoned. However, if one shadow stretches into the one the summon is in, it can move through that stretching shadow. It can be summoned from anywhere there is darkness, including from within. The interior of the body is nothing but dark and, therefor can potentially be summoned from within to get in a surprise attack or just to conceal the semblance is activated.
The Avatar is incredibly flexible, able to shift and contort it's body into unnatural shapes and lengths to suit it's needs. It can slither around like a snake, use it's arm almost like a whip at longer distances or dodge attacks my simply shifting it's body away or around them.
Summon height: 8 feet
Summon HP Points: 2
Summon Damage Points: 3
25 AP to Summon.
Item 1: Flare-Shade (weapon): A small-black flare-gun with a revolver-like ammo slot that can hold up to 4 flares before needing to be reloaded. Flares, instead of producing light, lets off a dark gas that casts a shadow across a wide area and explode on impact with a solid surface, causing concussive damage and letting off a massive cloud of dark gas in the process.
Item 2: Shroud of the Dark (magical armor): A black hooded cloak with a zipper running down the center.
History and Sample
- History:
- Salzem grew up in a large town in the kingdom of Vale, living with his father and mother, both highly skilled fighters in their own right. Throughout his whole life, Salzem grew up knowing the arts of combat from hand-to-hand (mainly judo-like throws) to weaponry. Because of how he was raised, Salzem grew up believing that he is to be a great hunter, one that would work towards the betterment of human/fanus/cyborg...? kind and eliminate the grimm once and for all... And he firmly believes what he was taught.
Throughout his late-childhood, Salzem grew into the person he would be later in life, flirting with both extremes on the emotional spectrum, but never able to find that balance in the middle. He made friends, but mostly rivals and enemies. He had may associates but only few could he really consider he was close too. Specifically, Salzem had a child-hood friend he was very close too... She was a sweet soul, one that never cared for fighting but was skilled in it nonetheless. In fact, she utterly trashed him in every battle and yet, they only grew closer and closer together. As time went on, Salzem began to feel a deep attraction for her, one that would stain his heart deeply. One fateful night was what it took to ruin it all. One night, Salzem's town was attacked by grimm, the night he was going to confess his feelings... He was in the middle of telling her when they were attacked... Salzem was thrown to the ground as one attacked his friend... it was then that he discovered his cowardice... and ran...
He joined Syne academy in hopes of finding a way to overcome his own weakness... for her... So far, he's been making slow progress... He blames himself for that.
- RP Sample:
- Salzem sat on is bed, covering his face as the sun rolled in, unannounced as usual. For as long as he cared to remember, the morning was always rude... intrusive, sneaking up on his sleeping form when he least expects it... He groaned, forcing himself to sit up as he turned his sanguine eyes out the window, running a hand through his hair. This was the third night in a row he had that nightmare and the third night in a row it ended before he could change it... Every time... near the end... he'd feel a surge of power, that this time, it would be different... and then he'd wake up here, one morning-more distance between him and that night. Salzem shifted his legs over the side of the bed, hopping off before heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He neglected to look in the mirror this morning, as usual. He never liked who he saw in there anyways... Embarrassing. He grabbed his black cloak, slipping it over his shoulders and running his arms through, smiling softly as his outfit came together. He loved his jacket... It made him feel complete... Salzem slipped his hands into his pockets for his gun, check, before heading out the door, as ready as he'd ever be for this intrusive morning.
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