Name: Lux Cinder
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthday: Oct 12
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics: Nothing that stands out from a general appearance. The man seems to not bear much in way of markings, scars or otherwise.
Personality: Lux is a playful yet elusive man, hard to read past the smile and laughter he wears almost constantly. His voice reeks of snakelike charm, and a salesman's etiquette. He's a mage for profit, and deems himself an honest dealer, though he'll often try to work his way out of horrible situations with charm and guile alone. He's evasive of any topics he doesn't enjoy, or isn't particularly fond of discussing with the party present, and often will distract or elude the one present if he feels his welcome has been waned. Despite this, Lux does enjoy his fun and doesn't shy away from his vices of drink or women, and often finds himself in more debt than be began with by night's end. Its easy to paint him as a bad person, or an untrustworthy thief; Accurate but not entirely true, as when he does make a promise or contract he sticks to it until a point keeping his word would mean his timely demise. Friendship is a fleeting word for him, preferring to see most people as temporary allies until their time together is spent, then turning his thoughts of people to fading memories until forgotten. Enemies is a word he also rarely speaks, but knows many a person would happily refer to him as.
All this said, he hides his demons well and only lets out his stress and frustrations from his past in privacy, usually with a massive bottle of the cheapest liquor in hand. He fears being part of something big due to a deep lack of trust for human beings in mass, and an even deeper fear of being depended upon by anyone. Its easiest to say he's focused on jewels more than he is making a lasting friendship, and his entire grasp of socializing is to laugh it all away and make others smile and laugh until you part ways, or to avoid them entirely. Despite this, if theres a situation someone he deems as weak is in trouble, he's not above drawing all of the anger upon himself to help them escape or at the very least fight back. He doesn't find himself a fan of the law though, riding the line of a neutral/guildless mage to the very end.
Love and sex, while not taboo, are not a primary concern or something he seeks out. While fleeting company is fine, if he feels they want something deeper he is quick to excuse himself and return to solitude. Its obvious he does not keep in contact fairly well, and as he travels often it makes catching up to him incredibly difficult. While he does not use an alias, its his mere inability to stay anywhere much longer than a few nights and his lack of desire to keep in contact which makes finding him a pain save for the most dedicated. He tends not to eat as much as he should, trying to keep to a diet of hydration and light basic (cheap) meals in place of the smarter option, which leads to very akward moments of hunger fueling a sudden desire to do silly things for quick jewels.
When it comes to combat, he does not grasp working with a team aside from being a distraction or using them as such. He's known no leader, no trustworthy comrades, and is far from a tactical genius. He fights to escape, unless dealing with the rare combat mission to pay a debt. His magic style is unique and not entirely predictable, so formulating plans around it can be incredibly difficult.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Motivations:
Fears:
General Appearance
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160lbs
Hair: Purple (Dyed), worn short and kept groomed.
Eyes: Green eyes.
Skin Tone: Tanned
Appearance:
Cloaked in dark robes and often mistaken for a dark mage, a severe lack of personalization or embroidery seen on his person. Beneath the robes, very thin and cheap clothing that thankfully breath well in the heat. His sole personal trinket being a bell earring worn on a small chain from his right earlobe, which jingles lightly in his movements. He is scarce of markings, tattoos, or any skin blemishes whatsoever save for his tanned skin from long walks in the sun.
His form is lanky, thin, and devoid of muscle. One may say he's built for speed and reflex, but in truth he's starved and fasting his way through poverty. His hair is kept short, groomed, while any other hair is shaved off and his body kept smooth elsewhere. He keeps a tarot deck on him, though its not the same deck used with his magic but the one he uses proper with his performances; The cards kept in a small case on his belt line next to the sole pouch he keeps his jewels and other possessions in.
Guild/Council
Guild: Guildless
Tattoo: When/if he joins a guild, the mark will be kept on his neck, purple in color. It'll be on the right side, just above the collar.
Rank: D
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthday: Oct 12
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics: Nothing that stands out from a general appearance. The man seems to not bear much in way of markings, scars or otherwise.
Personality: Lux is a playful yet elusive man, hard to read past the smile and laughter he wears almost constantly. His voice reeks of snakelike charm, and a salesman's etiquette. He's a mage for profit, and deems himself an honest dealer, though he'll often try to work his way out of horrible situations with charm and guile alone. He's evasive of any topics he doesn't enjoy, or isn't particularly fond of discussing with the party present, and often will distract or elude the one present if he feels his welcome has been waned. Despite this, Lux does enjoy his fun and doesn't shy away from his vices of drink or women, and often finds himself in more debt than be began with by night's end. Its easy to paint him as a bad person, or an untrustworthy thief; Accurate but not entirely true, as when he does make a promise or contract he sticks to it until a point keeping his word would mean his timely demise. Friendship is a fleeting word for him, preferring to see most people as temporary allies until their time together is spent, then turning his thoughts of people to fading memories until forgotten. Enemies is a word he also rarely speaks, but knows many a person would happily refer to him as.
All this said, he hides his demons well and only lets out his stress and frustrations from his past in privacy, usually with a massive bottle of the cheapest liquor in hand. He fears being part of something big due to a deep lack of trust for human beings in mass, and an even deeper fear of being depended upon by anyone. Its easiest to say he's focused on jewels more than he is making a lasting friendship, and his entire grasp of socializing is to laugh it all away and make others smile and laugh until you part ways, or to avoid them entirely. Despite this, if theres a situation someone he deems as weak is in trouble, he's not above drawing all of the anger upon himself to help them escape or at the very least fight back. He doesn't find himself a fan of the law though, riding the line of a neutral/guildless mage to the very end.
Love and sex, while not taboo, are not a primary concern or something he seeks out. While fleeting company is fine, if he feels they want something deeper he is quick to excuse himself and return to solitude. Its obvious he does not keep in contact fairly well, and as he travels often it makes catching up to him incredibly difficult. While he does not use an alias, its his mere inability to stay anywhere much longer than a few nights and his lack of desire to keep in contact which makes finding him a pain save for the most dedicated. He tends not to eat as much as he should, trying to keep to a diet of hydration and light basic (cheap) meals in place of the smarter option, which leads to very akward moments of hunger fueling a sudden desire to do silly things for quick jewels.
When it comes to combat, he does not grasp working with a team aside from being a distraction or using them as such. He's known no leader, no trustworthy comrades, and is far from a tactical genius. He fights to escape, unless dealing with the rare combat mission to pay a debt. His magic style is unique and not entirely predictable, so formulating plans around it can be incredibly difficult.
Likes:
- Solitude: Not entirely used to trusting people, he prefers to be alone aside from the occasional need to socialize for profit or to avoid pure insanity. Making bonds, lasting or otherwise, is not something he does well and usually forgets even the name of someone just days later.
- Gambling: As a card player and reader, its in his nature to rely on luck. Both for profit, and for recreation. When he finds himself in a jewel windfall, he'll quickly find his way to a casino or any backalley dice game to try to make more... Which rarely happens.
- Merryment: While he does not like prolonged social contact, he does get a personal high off of people enjoying themselves. Laughter, cheer, delight; It makes him feel atleast somewhat normal, and he'll ride it for hours before restricting himself back to his travels.
Dislikes:
- Forced prolonged socializing: A couple hours is fine. Maybe a night. But once he decides he's ready to forget someone, or move along, to be forced in their company is rather agitating and can force him to have a breakdown.
- Expensive tastes: As a man living on his bottom jewel, having to spend in excess is a deal breaker for him. He'd prefer sleeping on the street over paying for a bed out of his price range, and is prone to fasting over paying for meals he knows he is unable to afford.
- Bindings: The idea of being trapped is unpleasant as is, but to be forced to wear any prolonged bindings or being trapped in a room or cage is absolutely unbearable.
Motivations:
- True Freedom: No commitments, no restrictions, nothing keeping him from travelling the world. This is his truest motivation, and he'll fight to keep it indefinitely.
- Absolute Animosity: Why remember names? Why keep to people? Being a wandering name, a nobody people only remember when his face shows up again. This is not just a motivation, but something he absolutely needs.
- A quick Jewel: Anyone who lives as he does can not commit to prolonged jobs, and finding quick easy ways to make money is a driving force for him.
Fears:
- Broken Reliance: He's been burned far too many times by trusting people. He can not bear to allow any being to use him, to burn him, again. He will avoid a longing bond for as long as he can.
- Mindcontrol/Mind Magic: His mind has already been twisted once, and he's seen how bad it can ruin one's life. He fears such magic, and refuses to associate with it, or anyone who uses it.
- True Slavery: Worse than a broken reliance, worse than being manipulated, is to have freedom lost. To be bound and forced to someone else's life and schedule, to never roam the world free again.
General Appearance
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 160lbs
Hair: Purple (Dyed), worn short and kept groomed.
Eyes: Green eyes.
Skin Tone: Tanned
Appearance:
Cloaked in dark robes and often mistaken for a dark mage, a severe lack of personalization or embroidery seen on his person. Beneath the robes, very thin and cheap clothing that thankfully breath well in the heat. His sole personal trinket being a bell earring worn on a small chain from his right earlobe, which jingles lightly in his movements. He is scarce of markings, tattoos, or any skin blemishes whatsoever save for his tanned skin from long walks in the sun.
His form is lanky, thin, and devoid of muscle. One may say he's built for speed and reflex, but in truth he's starved and fasting his way through poverty. His hair is kept short, groomed, while any other hair is shaved off and his body kept smooth elsewhere. He keeps a tarot deck on him, though its not the same deck used with his magic but the one he uses proper with his performances; The cards kept in a small case on his belt line next to the sole pouch he keeps his jewels and other possessions in.
Guild/Council
Guild: Guildless
Tattoo: When/if he joins a guild, the mark will be kept on his neck, purple in color. It'll be on the right side, just above the collar.
Rank: D