Abel the ranged brother
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strategic
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>AGE: 22
>HEIGHT: 6'3" >Male >BODY TYPE: A large build with big muscles, defined abs >FACE: A more square face with a cleft chin, a small round nose and eyebrow shapes inherited by his mother's family. >HAIR: Most of his head is shaved, but he had a tuft of red hair that's spiked up. Keeps whiskers on the sides of his chin. >EYES: A light ice blue. >RACE: Mystic >WEAPON: Ranged weapons, bows and throwing daggers >CLOTHING: A minimal stiff vest with a jewel on your left side. It wraps under his ribs and around his back to hold in place his bow and quiver. He has patches of material that cover his biceps, and a cover on his lower arm held by thin black straps. On the cover is best described as a launcher like object that can shot limited supplies of arrows based on his magic output. He has a belt that has three tubes of miscellaneous items and wears tights with a simple black lines design running down both legs. Wearing leather boots with a large fold over and steel toes boots. The leather part should always be floppy looking. >OTHER: Cursed "scars" on the shoulder on your right. Chunks of skin are missing! |
Poses: Looking casual, cleaning his arrows, shoes or launchers, trying to fix his sloppy shoes and failing, lecturing his brother Algor
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Abel is a brother from a prestigious family of Mystics. But like his elder brother Algor, he's become a mercenary and generally turned his back on the passive outlook of a typical Mystic. Aside from their family's name, they've made a name for themselves in the mercenary world. Not too long ago however, Abel and his brother were led into a trap and cursed wound (Abel's is on his shoulder) by an vengeful employer. The wound has scarred up, but will randomly act up and cause worry to their well being. Taking a break from their casual mercenary lifestyle, they're out to find a cure for the curse cast upon them.