Name: Inkormine Talea
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: 07/13
Sexuality: Bi
Special Characteristics: Pointed elf-like ears, Literally a spider man.
Personality: Inkormine is something of a family man, he spends a little extra time on things to help his friends and family, help balance out lunch, make sure the armor straps arent frayed, little extra things. He tends to be stubborn, trying to convince himself things fit what he's established for them, unless they have visibly changed in front of him. Inkormine knows this flaw of his though, and when he catches himself doing it, he tries to stop himself, not always the best action either. He is used to taking naps throughout the day and night, rather then sleeping all in one batch. He almost cannot be blinded by bright lights like opening a door in a dark room straight into the sun, but darkness tends to look weird to him, the reflected lights into his expanded pupils giving everything a weird ethereal glow. Inkormine tends to be very expressive with his body when his guard is down, a leg or two tapping the ground when hes excited, tense and bared teeth when he's angry, things like that, but if he's on guard about his emotions he's very good at hiding them, often not even betraying tension thanks to time spent around very perceptive children. Tends to move around silently unless hes distracted or excited, in which case the rapidfire thumping of him scrambling around can be pretty audible from quite a ways away. With people who dress or act like your more middle class or lower class people, Inkormine tends to be a bit more freindly then he is to any upper class people of the same sort. A bit classicist, but thats how it is with him. He tends to try not to resort to violent solutions as a first resort, but he doesn't have an issue with perpetrating violence if he decides he needs too or its the best option. He just likes to try not to fight if there are better options.
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Motivations:
Fears:
General Appearance
Height: 9 Feet 5 Inches
Weight: 455 Ibs.
Hair: Bleached Blonde
Eyes: Solid red at first glance, tiny pinpricks of black denote the pupils, optimized to see in bright light.
Skin Tone: Dark tanned skin, with carapace the color of iron-rich clay.
Appearance:
Guild: Silver Wolf
Tattoo: Shiny Yellow and Silver, right forearm
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: 07/13
Sexuality: Bi
Special Characteristics: Pointed elf-like ears, Literally a spider man.
Personality: Inkormine is something of a family man, he spends a little extra time on things to help his friends and family, help balance out lunch, make sure the armor straps arent frayed, little extra things. He tends to be stubborn, trying to convince himself things fit what he's established for them, unless they have visibly changed in front of him. Inkormine knows this flaw of his though, and when he catches himself doing it, he tries to stop himself, not always the best action either. He is used to taking naps throughout the day and night, rather then sleeping all in one batch. He almost cannot be blinded by bright lights like opening a door in a dark room straight into the sun, but darkness tends to look weird to him, the reflected lights into his expanded pupils giving everything a weird ethereal glow. Inkormine tends to be very expressive with his body when his guard is down, a leg or two tapping the ground when hes excited, tense and bared teeth when he's angry, things like that, but if he's on guard about his emotions he's very good at hiding them, often not even betraying tension thanks to time spent around very perceptive children. Tends to move around silently unless hes distracted or excited, in which case the rapidfire thumping of him scrambling around can be pretty audible from quite a ways away. With people who dress or act like your more middle class or lower class people, Inkormine tends to be a bit more freindly then he is to any upper class people of the same sort. A bit classicist, but thats how it is with him. He tends to try not to resort to violent solutions as a first resort, but he doesn't have an issue with perpetrating violence if he decides he needs too or its the best option. He just likes to try not to fight if there are better options.
Likes:
- Travel: He spent almost his whole life in the same city, doing much of the same thing in the same places, for years. Inkormine finally leaving his home city for the wider world had something of a jarring effect, knocking the homebody spider out of his rut, and now that he realizes what a rut it was, Inkormine actively avoids falling into such large routine again. Going to far places, visiting new places, this he enjoys.
- People, too an extent: Inkormine likes being around people, especially those he's freinds with. But everyone needs a little private time sometimes, and he was trained with isolation often as well, so sometimes Inkormine just needs to go off by himself for longer then usual periods of time.
- Bread: Inkormine really likes breads, especially the unusual exotic stuff. Dont be surprised if you visit some strange alien city and the first place you see him go is into a bakery.
Dislikes:
- Selfish Nobles: Many nobles could have helped Inkormine and his sister have a little bit easier time after their parents vanished, a few coins for the orphanage, a little extra coin for work done for them or their subjects, not even pocket change for the wealthy like them. Some did, but many didnt, so Inkormine judges anyone who reeks of noble rather harshly if he judges them selfish.
- Relying on others: Inkormine grew up fending for himself, and it worked out pretty well. Small favors from others, a bed to sleep in for the night, free lunch when he cant afford it himself, he appreciates and does his best to repay. But having to completly rely on others makes him twitchy and desperate to do something, almost anything, to even out the balance.
- Interfering shadow groups: Nobody wants to feel manipulated, but Inkormine has an especial dislike for groups that manipulate from behind the scenes since a group like that had all but nearly kidnapped his sister out from under his nose (At least thats how he sees it). It means that despite their alliance, Inkormine is leery of Onyx Moon and its masked people. Can they be friends, yes. Will they start as friends, definitely not.
Motivations:
- Helping less fortunate people: Inkormine's upbringing and life have shown him the side of life many mages have never experienced personally, the downtrodden beggar asking you to spare just a single coin, the orphanage on the corner thats just barely keeping their wards alive, many of the caretakers starving themselves while the few who don't give to the wards become the public face because they look good. Inkormine hates this and tries to help as much as he can, whenever he can. See that beggar? Give him a gold jewel, enough to eat for a week. That orphanage, bring them food and small toys for the children, that collapsing town, show them how to farm in this arid waste. Help those poor unfortunates who cant help themselves.
- Improving his magic: Inkormine has the goal almost all mages prosper too, stronger magic, better skills, ultimatly a stable position where he wont fall back to the depths he came from.
- Keeping his family safe: To start with, Song is Inkormine's dear little sister, and he wants her to be safe. But then, many guilds end up becoming extended families to their members, and those he considers family he will defend with his life.
Fears:
- Disease/sickness: Whether it's the presence of disease or, even worse, the possibility of getting sick, Inkormine does not get along with sickness or sick people, avoiding them whenever possible unless he has to help someone he cares about, or gets pulled into something by another person.
- Abandonment: After being left as a child with his baby sister at an orphanage, Inkormine has had some... troubles, with abandonment. Family keeps leaving him all alone, freinds disappear or leave, leaving one lonely scared guy. He was a mage, and his magic tended to encourage loners, but that didn't mean he wanted to be left all alone.
- Imprisonment: Involuntary restraint, being held somewhere or by someone against his will, just being trapped. Inkormine just doesn't like it.
General Appearance
Height: 9 Feet 5 Inches
Weight: 455 Ibs.
Hair: Bleached Blonde
Eyes: Solid red at first glance, tiny pinpricks of black denote the pupils, optimized to see in bright light.
Skin Tone: Dark tanned skin, with carapace the color of iron-rich clay.
Appearance:
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Guild: Silver Wolf
Tattoo: Shiny Yellow and Silver, right forearm