Taraki Meyka

Rintaro wrote:Name: Taraki Meyka
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birthday: 17th March
Sexuality: Straight
Special Characteristics: Tattoo of a blue crescent on his right shoulder. Long jagged scar across back, running between shoulder blades.

Personality:

Tar is a rather unusual boy. Around strangers and superiors, he usually appears reserved - reluctant to engage in conversation and never giving away unnecessary information or personal preferences. This is probably due to his upbringing in the Moon Temple. Though, once the audience manage to win him over he changes altogether. However, once in the company of a friend the young man explodes into a social adept, fun to be around and usually able to make conversation about even the most random things. Tar has an annoying habit of clacking his teeth together when stuck on a hard task or magic, which is excessively irritating to those in earshot. The mage's kindness and self-assured nature is probably his most attractive feature, allowing for the classic quiet-but-confident look. This is closely followed by the 6" height and not unattractive face, the stubble complimenting this. In general conversation, Tar may scratch the back of his head on occasion. Don't worry, he doesn't have lice - this is just a habit that comes out when the young man has nothing else to do or there's a lull in conversation. The lad is easy to befriend in general, unless Tar gets a predetermined image in his head, in which much effort is required to override it. He isn't good at starting a conversation, but can hold one easily. He tends to gloss over his past, learning from a cult isn't exactly the best thing to go shouting. Unsurprisingly, it's hard to pin him down at certain hours of the day. Sleeping most of the day and living under the moon was his way of life at the cult and he never broke out of that cycle. The lad tries to pray to the moon every night but sometimes he cannot without risk of discovery.

Tar tries not to engage in battle when he can, but he can get easily angered and rush in without a thought. He is at home taking orders from his comrades, but can easily slip into the role of tactician. On the battlefield, he turns to a machine and is as cold and unfeeling as the moon's gaze. You could even think that he wasn't human and has no remorse. Tar tries to minimize the amount of energy he throws about when not in moonlight - it's hardly worth it unless his magic is amplified. However, if Tar has to - for whatever reason - share command with another it does not play out well. For an unknown reason, he feels threatened and worried the other will screw up his plan. Tar is very much more at home fighting alongside close friends whom he knows, they tend to be more efficient. Tar doesn't show off, although the bright white weave of magic he wields does make a spectacularly beautiful spectacle. That is until it sears through somebody. After growing up in a tight-knit community of like-minded wizards, he knows how to anticipate the next move and thought processes of those he has met. Every time he fights, Tar remembers that the entire reason for him joining a guild was to prove himself worthy to his cult master.

Likes:

• Rain - The falling of water from the sky doesn't dampen Tar's spirits, rather it makes him glad that the lifeblood of the land is still flowing.
  
• Moonlight - This is self-explanatory for a lunar wizard. It gives him its power and for this he is thankful.
  
• Pets - Animals of any sort really affect the lad. He feels a connection to them even if they are wanting to tear his face off, which may not be the best thing.
  

Dislikes:

• Intolerance - Discrimination of any sort is a straight road to Tar's bad list. Being of an unusual background, he's had his fair share of this and tries to protect others from it now.
  
• Blazing sunshine - He hates the unwanted heat the sun forces upon all that walk upon the earth.
  

Motivations:

• Prove himself - The entire reason he joined Lamia Scale was to become powerful enough for him to return with head held high to his cult master.
  
• Become the most powerful lunar mage alive - While for a fire-wielder to become the most powerful alive they would have to battle countless other mages, lunar magic is fairly obscure and their are few alive that stand in the way of the title. It seems achievable to Tar.
  
• Bring lunar magic to the masses - The strain of magic Tar wields is niche to say the least. Not many practice the ancient art of bending moonlight. Instead, they use flashy magics like fire. This can only happen once he finishes his second goal.
  

Fears:

• Darkness - Having no light is worse than having searing sunlight.
  
• Disowned - Being cast out of the guild for being different, losing friends because of his strange magic and most of all never proving himself to the cult that he was born to.
  
• Claustrophobia - Being trapped in an enclosed space makes Tar freak and lose all logical thought.
  

General Appearance
Height: 6 feet
Weight: Umm.. Average?
Hair: Ear-length deep brown hair swept to the right.
Eyes: Green
Skin Tone: Very pale
Appearance: Standing at a confident 6 feet tall, Rin is the definition of a lanky teenager. Slim and muscled, his long brown hair hangs into his green eyes. Although Tar will most often display no visible scars, however he does have a long, jagged cut across the center of his back, running between his shoulder blades. The mage's face could be considered handsome, narrowing to a slight point at the chin, with a light stubble. He usually has a kind, honest look in his eyes, always looking warmly when interacting with people. Tar walks with silent confidence, almost drifting wherever he goes, footsteps never making a noise. Holding a wide stance most of the time, he walks tall and proud, a confident person to the eye of the beholder. He would not be described as bold, but as self-assured.

Guild/Council
Guild: Lamia Scale
Tattoo: Ice blue, left forearm.
Rank: D