Name: Howl
Age: 25
Dimension: Onea
Abilities: Can control light magic, healing and electricity.
Special item: He has a silver ring, which holds back something horrible inside him in order for him to be a user of light.
Main Fighting style: Mostly melee with support magic
Weapon: A 4 foot long sword with an inscription saying, "Difensore della luce ".
Magic spells known: Small Heal (Takes up least amount of energy, good for broken minor limbs and small cuts), Heal (Takes up medium amounts of energy, good for broken ribs and gashes), Large Heal (Takes up 90% of energy, can heal the whole body if the victim isn't dead), Light blast (Hits the enemy back, small amounts of energy required) Light shield (Creates an aura around me that deflects all evil magic, but deprives me of energy with every hit of evil magic), Shock wave (All enemies in a close proximity fall down and feel a bit of damage, takes a good amount of energy), Lightening ball (Electrifies enemy, stunning it for a brief moment and causing a substantial amount of damage), Electric Sword (Electrifies sword, of course, causing more damage with every hit, but hitting me with water while I have an electric sword will cause extra damage on me)
Personality: He is very social and always willing to make friends, though if he has enemies, he dislikes them greatly. Helping out others and becoming well known for something very good were his goals in his past life, but his prestige has nearly slipped away after death. With a short temper, it's not wise to anger him, but considering his sensitivity, whatever he feels is much stronger then what others feel. (I would call it bipolar, but that can leave a bad impression. -_-') He has a high intellect, and he does have wisdom, but he still has a large amount of lessons to learn before he's as wise as Gandalf.
Height: 7 foot 4 inches
Weight: 240 pounds
Build: Large and very strong (He received great training from many individuals)
Casual Appearance: I usually wear a black fleece with an authentic patriot's coach jacket covering it (if there is cold weather, you'll usually catch me wearing it though.
). For my legs/feet, I wear blue jeans and New Balance shoes (I don't know what size it would be, but somewhere from 18 to 22 I guess)
Armored Appearance: Pure steel heavy plating but no helmet.
Cause of Death: Back stabbed by a friend who was an enemy spy.
I would be honored to join the rp if it isn't too late now, and if I am accepted, tell me where I am in the line of comments. I'm a bit new to writing in forum style, most of the time it's in a chat room of some sort for me.
Greatest thanks,
Howl~