((Why not... I've not RP'ed in a long time. And it makes me think of the original Final Fantasy as well.))
Name: Vosur
Age: 24
Job: Warrior
Race: White Wolf
Equipment: Straight-edged blessed cavalier's saber, nicknamed the "Spirit of Ebele" with an accompanying sheath, which he uses as an effective shield, and a few white magic scrolls for study purposes, oversized grieves and fittend gauntlets for armor, all-black clothing for padding.
Special Skills: Basic White Magic (Cure, Curaga, Revive/Raise, Heal are currently mastered ones)
Starting Location: Fields north of Ivalice
Vosur was currently in a fight with several Centipedes, only taking minor scratches and hits due to blocking most of the severe ones with his sheath, slowly taking them out one-by-one. "Dang, why is it that these things just like me?" he says as places the final stab into the last Centipede. With a sudden jerk of the sword out of the monster and a swipe before he resheathed the blade, then started work on healing himself with simple Cure spells.