Azaronis
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Name: Azaronis
Title/Alias: Alanoth, Wandering One, Wanderer
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Nautilus, City of Dreams
Current Residence: Homeless
Resides With: Alone
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Race: Human
Nationality: Caucasian
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: [picture can be posted here, but some people can't tell what people are by looks. Sometimes they need a description broken down, like the following]:
Weight: 175 lbs.
Height: 6'2"
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned White
Eye Color: Brown-Green Hazel
Hair Color: Black
Body Type: Slender
Blood Type: AB-
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Personality: A man who believes that peace can be the solution of all things, all confrontations, all conflicts, and that the law should be abided as much as is practically possible. No child should ever have to suffer. Women are to be highly respected. If no one claims an item, then it is open to whoever is first to find it. Fighting should be done in self-defense, and never for the purpose of offense unless defending another. Generally calm, except when fighting, where he seems to lose all sense of self-control or reason, especially if he believes himself to be defending someone in need of aid. The only control he allows himself is the control to examine his situation and adapt as best as he can. He knows a suicide run when he sees one, so he never signs up for any kind of major good beyond helping the occasional fellow unemployed/homeless.
First Impression: Can come off at first as a general hippie or bum, content to never stay in one place for too long and dressing rather shabbily.
Distinguishing Marks: A black tattoo in an intricate three-ring design is on his back, each ring bearing what appear to be seven spikes around the edges and in the center of each ring is a different shape. The three rings are made in a pyramid fashion, the top ring bearing crossed arrows, the left hand ring bearing an image of a flame, and the right hand ring bearing a sword crossed with an axe.
Religion/Spiritual Views: None
Political Affiliation: All local and national laws should be followed where they are practical.
Style: Casually Secondhand
Attire:
Casual - A long grey trench coat, tattered in places such as the arms and shoulders and bearing a worn out emblem of a phoenix on the back. The trench coat has many pocket, but all buttons and zippers have either worn off or been removed.He wears baggy cargo pants, also gray and tattered, but with all zippers and buttons still attached correctly. For a shirt he wears a white t-shirt, and his shoes are merely hiking boots.
Disguise - Azaronis will typically wear his usual casual outfit, as it is generic enough to blend in, but he also wears a grey bandanna over his face with black sunglasses over his eyes and a pair of fingerless gloves on his hands. The phoenix image on the back of his trench coat is covered up with a black cloth, giving it the appearance of a patch.
Apparatus A - Same as his casual outfit only adding fingerless gloves over his hands
Special Talents/Abilities: Switches between ranged weapon, magical attack, and dual-wielded melee. Summons his weapons rather than carrying them around.
Weapons: Bow and arrow, Sword and Axe, Magic Staff
Strengths: Highly adaptive in battle, as he can quickly observe a situation and switch to whatever fighting style is needful in whichever encounter he finds himself.
Weaknesses: Has an almost irrational need to place children and women above all if he should ever be on the defensive, in other words he will abandon his own safety or well-being to protect any children or women who clearly have need of his protection.
Vitality : Azaronis could withstand a punch or kick to the torso, head, arms, or legs and still fight at average strength.
Speed : Azaronis could run at most approximately 9 mph unless he is running on adrenaline in which case he could run approximately 11 mph.
Stamina : Azaronis could walk for three days without getting tired, jog for three miles before becoming fatigued, and run for one mile before becoming heavily fatigued.
Reflexes : Azaronis's reflexes are better than most, as he can react quickly to movement that is noticeable or sound.
Fighting Style : Switch between bow and arrow, magic staff, and sword/axe combo when appropriate.
Weapons : Bow & Arrow, Magic staff, Sword/Axe
Magic : Fira, Thundara, Aera, Water, Curaga, Shell
Other Skills : Can easily determine the livable conditions of a particular area of wilderness or abandoned residence, for camping, setting up residence, etc.
Favorite Food: Zucchini Bread
Least Favorite Food: Raw Tomato
Bad Habits: Often tends to judge others based on their appearance or apparent wealth, esteeming those in poorer circumstances above those who are wealthy. Often assumes the wealthy are stuck-up.
Job/Occupation: Unemployed
Past Occupations: Student
Speech: Azaronis never swears, unless intoxicated or under extreme stress. He typically has a deep voice, though not so deep as to appear offish, though it is masculine enough to be able to tell he his male and an adult.
Quote: "Condemn the rich man, forgive the thief, give the suffering child a loaf, and by the powers don't shoot anyone.
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Relationship Status: Single
Relationship History: Azaronis has no opinion on relationships currently, since he has never had one to experience with. He has had friends before, but has never actively sought romance. He has nothing against relationships, merely never taken the time to consider it, although if it were brought on to him by a friend or other, he would be totally clueless.
Family: Azaronis's mother, Anarana, was the parent he was closest to, constantly as a boy doing all he could to help her around the house and appease her when she was under emotional stress. His father, Casamir, was a man he got along with, but just didn't understand fully enough to appreciate his presence. They, along with his siblings-Aretha, Markus, and Halough-died in a freak accident at their father's work while Azaronis was at class, damaging his perceptions for a long time. Their deaths made him lose any enthusiasm or drive for learning, and he abandoned school altogether, never taking on a job and selling the house a year later.
Personal Adversaries: Officer Remus Halingough has always thought of Azaronis as a thieving, worthless, beggar, and is the sole reason why Azaronis no longer lives in Nautilus, in fact he avoids the city altogether. In an incident where Azaronis defended an orphaned, homeless young girl from prosecution by authorities, who assumed she had stolen food, Officer Halingough attempted to arrest Azaronis and the young girl together on suspicion of working together. Azaonis defended himself and actually managed to humiliate the Officer with defeat, causing Azaronis to flee from his vengeance.
Close Companions: Azaronis's best and only wealthy friend is Marcus Penter, an aristocrat from Palumpolum who gave Azaronis a place to stay and food to eat during his temporary stay there during a time of great difficulty for the homeless man. Marcus taught Azaronis invaluable skills, from his own short time as unemployed and homeless, such as how to avoid seeming as a loiterer and how to hitchhike safely. Whenever Azaronis stays in Palumpolum for any amount of time, he always makes it a point to stop there to say hello or see what the local news is.
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Themes : Monster - Skillet
Misguided Ghosts - Paramore
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History: Azaronis was born the oldest of four children by 6 years, in a modest middle-class home of two parents who imagined great things for their children. His father earned a good living as a mechanic at the local power plant, which paid for Azaronis to go to school in Palumpolum starting when he was 17. Tragedy came at a horrifically early age, as he received the news of the untimely deaths of his entire family while they were taking the day off to visit his father at work. A machine malfunctioned and exploded, sending shrapnel which killed his father instantly and caused a collapse that killed his mother and siblings. He returned home to mourn and attend the funeral, where he was shocked to see several officers of the law and his father's employer attending, all of whom had known him well and wished to offer their condolences. From that time forward, Azaronis decided that to repay their compassion, he would obey the law to the best of his ability and do unto others what he could to help them.
About a week later he dropped out of school, having no ambition or motivation from family to drive him forward. He managed to keep his home on a technicality, since the local court couldn't decide whether he was an adult or not. A year later, no longer able to afford the necessary bills to maintain the house, he sold it for what low sum the bank would allow him and used the money acquired to purchase some durable clothing from a local secondhand store and to pay for a one-way ticket to Palumpolum. He wanted to get away from Nautilus and the memories, for they were all too painful to bear. When he arrived there his money ran out in less than a day, and he resorted to begging for the first time in his life. Around this time was when he met his best and closest friend, Marcus Penter, who had seen him panhandling on a street corner and offered him a place to stay until he could get on his feet. Metaphorically he never got back onto his feet, but emotionally and mentally he gained a renewed look at life, a mission to wander and help others in situations similar to his as Marcus had helped him.
After spending two weeks with Marcus, Azaronis began his wandering, begging on occasion and giving what he could to anyone else who had nothing. He cared nothing for his own welfare so long as someone else was in need, but he made it a goal to never resort to stealing or drinking, as he knew the dangerous effects of alcohol on a man's judgment. Ten years later, waking up on a bus he had earned enough money to take between towns, he was shocked to hear that the driver had forgotten about him and not awakened him before the last stop: Nautilus. Despite his best efforts at arguing and negotiating, the trip he had purchased was one-way and could not be changed since it was the end of the route. He was forced to stay there since he couldn't afford another ticket, and there he had a bad encounter with a lawman, Officer Remus Halingough, who accused him of being a thief and insulted his long-deceased family. That was stepping too far out of bounds, and Azaronis unleashed fury like he had never known of himself before, attacking the Officer vehemently and unlocking powers within himself that after the fight, scared him deeply. After a month of running as far from Nautilus as possible, Azaronis decided that these new abilities and powers could be used for his own benefit as well as the benefit of others, so he determined to hone them as well as he could in his travels to use them towards whatever he could to keep himself and others safe.
Title/Alias: Alanoth, Wandering One, Wanderer
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Place of Birth: Nautilus, City of Dreams
Current Residence: Homeless
Resides With: Alone
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Race: Human
Nationality: Caucasian
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: [picture can be posted here, but some people can't tell what people are by looks. Sometimes they need a description broken down, like the following]:
Weight: 175 lbs.
Height: 6'2"
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned White
Eye Color: Brown-Green Hazel
Hair Color: Black
Body Type: Slender
Blood Type: AB-
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Personality: A man who believes that peace can be the solution of all things, all confrontations, all conflicts, and that the law should be abided as much as is practically possible. No child should ever have to suffer. Women are to be highly respected. If no one claims an item, then it is open to whoever is first to find it. Fighting should be done in self-defense, and never for the purpose of offense unless defending another. Generally calm, except when fighting, where he seems to lose all sense of self-control or reason, especially if he believes himself to be defending someone in need of aid. The only control he allows himself is the control to examine his situation and adapt as best as he can. He knows a suicide run when he sees one, so he never signs up for any kind of major good beyond helping the occasional fellow unemployed/homeless.
First Impression: Can come off at first as a general hippie or bum, content to never stay in one place for too long and dressing rather shabbily.
Distinguishing Marks: A black tattoo in an intricate three-ring design is on his back, each ring bearing what appear to be seven spikes around the edges and in the center of each ring is a different shape. The three rings are made in a pyramid fashion, the top ring bearing crossed arrows, the left hand ring bearing an image of a flame, and the right hand ring bearing a sword crossed with an axe.
Religion/Spiritual Views: None
Political Affiliation: All local and national laws should be followed where they are practical.
Style: Casually Secondhand
Attire:
Casual - A long grey trench coat, tattered in places such as the arms and shoulders and bearing a worn out emblem of a phoenix on the back. The trench coat has many pocket, but all buttons and zippers have either worn off or been removed.He wears baggy cargo pants, also gray and tattered, but with all zippers and buttons still attached correctly. For a shirt he wears a white t-shirt, and his shoes are merely hiking boots.
Disguise - Azaronis will typically wear his usual casual outfit, as it is generic enough to blend in, but he also wears a grey bandanna over his face with black sunglasses over his eyes and a pair of fingerless gloves on his hands. The phoenix image on the back of his trench coat is covered up with a black cloth, giving it the appearance of a patch.
Apparatus A - Same as his casual outfit only adding fingerless gloves over his hands
Special Talents/Abilities: Switches between ranged weapon, magical attack, and dual-wielded melee. Summons his weapons rather than carrying them around.
Weapons: Bow and arrow, Sword and Axe, Magic Staff
Strengths: Highly adaptive in battle, as he can quickly observe a situation and switch to whatever fighting style is needful in whichever encounter he finds himself.
Weaknesses: Has an almost irrational need to place children and women above all if he should ever be on the defensive, in other words he will abandon his own safety or well-being to protect any children or women who clearly have need of his protection.
Vitality : Azaronis could withstand a punch or kick to the torso, head, arms, or legs and still fight at average strength.
Speed : Azaronis could run at most approximately 9 mph unless he is running on adrenaline in which case he could run approximately 11 mph.
Stamina : Azaronis could walk for three days without getting tired, jog for three miles before becoming fatigued, and run for one mile before becoming heavily fatigued.
Reflexes : Azaronis's reflexes are better than most, as he can react quickly to movement that is noticeable or sound.
Fighting Style : Switch between bow and arrow, magic staff, and sword/axe combo when appropriate.
Weapons : Bow & Arrow, Magic staff, Sword/Axe
Magic : Fira, Thundara, Aera, Water, Curaga, Shell
Other Skills : Can easily determine the livable conditions of a particular area of wilderness or abandoned residence, for camping, setting up residence, etc.
Favorite Food: Zucchini Bread
Least Favorite Food: Raw Tomato
Bad Habits: Often tends to judge others based on their appearance or apparent wealth, esteeming those in poorer circumstances above those who are wealthy. Often assumes the wealthy are stuck-up.
Job/Occupation: Unemployed
Past Occupations: Student
Speech: Azaronis never swears, unless intoxicated or under extreme stress. He typically has a deep voice, though not so deep as to appear offish, though it is masculine enough to be able to tell he his male and an adult.
Quote: "Condemn the rich man, forgive the thief, give the suffering child a loaf, and by the powers don't shoot anyone.
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Relationship Status: Single
Relationship History: Azaronis has no opinion on relationships currently, since he has never had one to experience with. He has had friends before, but has never actively sought romance. He has nothing against relationships, merely never taken the time to consider it, although if it were brought on to him by a friend or other, he would be totally clueless.
Family: Azaronis's mother, Anarana, was the parent he was closest to, constantly as a boy doing all he could to help her around the house and appease her when she was under emotional stress. His father, Casamir, was a man he got along with, but just didn't understand fully enough to appreciate his presence. They, along with his siblings-Aretha, Markus, and Halough-died in a freak accident at their father's work while Azaronis was at class, damaging his perceptions for a long time. Their deaths made him lose any enthusiasm or drive for learning, and he abandoned school altogether, never taking on a job and selling the house a year later.
Personal Adversaries: Officer Remus Halingough has always thought of Azaronis as a thieving, worthless, beggar, and is the sole reason why Azaronis no longer lives in Nautilus, in fact he avoids the city altogether. In an incident where Azaronis defended an orphaned, homeless young girl from prosecution by authorities, who assumed she had stolen food, Officer Halingough attempted to arrest Azaronis and the young girl together on suspicion of working together. Azaonis defended himself and actually managed to humiliate the Officer with defeat, causing Azaronis to flee from his vengeance.
Close Companions: Azaronis's best and only wealthy friend is Marcus Penter, an aristocrat from Palumpolum who gave Azaronis a place to stay and food to eat during his temporary stay there during a time of great difficulty for the homeless man. Marcus taught Azaronis invaluable skills, from his own short time as unemployed and homeless, such as how to avoid seeming as a loiterer and how to hitchhike safely. Whenever Azaronis stays in Palumpolum for any amount of time, he always makes it a point to stop there to say hello or see what the local news is.
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Themes : Monster - Skillet
Misguided Ghosts - Paramore
__________________________________________________ __________________________
History: Azaronis was born the oldest of four children by 6 years, in a modest middle-class home of two parents who imagined great things for their children. His father earned a good living as a mechanic at the local power plant, which paid for Azaronis to go to school in Palumpolum starting when he was 17. Tragedy came at a horrifically early age, as he received the news of the untimely deaths of his entire family while they were taking the day off to visit his father at work. A machine malfunctioned and exploded, sending shrapnel which killed his father instantly and caused a collapse that killed his mother and siblings. He returned home to mourn and attend the funeral, where he was shocked to see several officers of the law and his father's employer attending, all of whom had known him well and wished to offer their condolences. From that time forward, Azaronis decided that to repay their compassion, he would obey the law to the best of his ability and do unto others what he could to help them.
About a week later he dropped out of school, having no ambition or motivation from family to drive him forward. He managed to keep his home on a technicality, since the local court couldn't decide whether he was an adult or not. A year later, no longer able to afford the necessary bills to maintain the house, he sold it for what low sum the bank would allow him and used the money acquired to purchase some durable clothing from a local secondhand store and to pay for a one-way ticket to Palumpolum. He wanted to get away from Nautilus and the memories, for they were all too painful to bear. When he arrived there his money ran out in less than a day, and he resorted to begging for the first time in his life. Around this time was when he met his best and closest friend, Marcus Penter, who had seen him panhandling on a street corner and offered him a place to stay until he could get on his feet. Metaphorically he never got back onto his feet, but emotionally and mentally he gained a renewed look at life, a mission to wander and help others in situations similar to his as Marcus had helped him.
After spending two weeks with Marcus, Azaronis began his wandering, begging on occasion and giving what he could to anyone else who had nothing. He cared nothing for his own welfare so long as someone else was in need, but he made it a goal to never resort to stealing or drinking, as he knew the dangerous effects of alcohol on a man's judgment. Ten years later, waking up on a bus he had earned enough money to take between towns, he was shocked to hear that the driver had forgotten about him and not awakened him before the last stop: Nautilus. Despite his best efforts at arguing and negotiating, the trip he had purchased was one-way and could not be changed since it was the end of the route. He was forced to stay there since he couldn't afford another ticket, and there he had a bad encounter with a lawman, Officer Remus Halingough, who accused him of being a thief and insulted his long-deceased family. That was stepping too far out of bounds, and Azaronis unleashed fury like he had never known of himself before, attacking the Officer vehemently and unlocking powers within himself that after the fight, scared him deeply. After a month of running as far from Nautilus as possible, Azaronis decided that these new abilities and powers could be used for his own benefit as well as the benefit of others, so he determined to hone them as well as he could in his travels to use them towards whatever he could to keep himself and others safe.
