Fenix Cloudgaze | Sylph | Sorcerer | 6

Character & Description:

Standing at 5'9 he is not the tallest nor bulkiest, at only 155 lbs. His face is unremarkable, and easily forgettable, except for his eyes, real attention holders. They are the color of the blue sky on a clear day, looking closer though and you can see the ignited flames dancing within. His hair, a shade lighter than his eyes, hangs freely to just meet his shoulders. Frequently it seems to be moving from a wind that is not there, the ripples flickering from their own light. 

His clothes seem slightly worn, though not ragged by any means. A seemingly crafter's outfit paired with a traveler's mindset. obscuring most of that tho is a Cloak of deep blue with light blue symbols scattered throughout. Their patterns are simple but explosive, not drawing attention to themselves but un-ignore-able once noticed, hypnotic. 

His plays off most things in a relaxed way, 'I have seen this before'. On most things he seems not have a strong opinion, but wont hesitate to offer a smile and a suggestion when questioned on any topic.

Background:

He was once a Apprenticed to a Jewelry Merchant, Ragox. Ragox was a harsh task master, so even with Fenix's easy going attitude it was a battle to learn about the craft he was apprenticed to. After one night of a particularly wretched treatment over a spilled mob bucket, the shop mysteriously caught fire and burned to the ground ruining everything inside, thus no longer having a place to stay. The seeks since he has spent wandering from town to town, city to city, doing odd jobs for food. Aswell as amusing children with minor magic tricks, and earning the little coin that he can get for the basic rings that he carves from wood to help mitigate his quickly emptying coin purse.

Before he was apprenticed at the age of 18, he lived with his (Sylph)mother in the back of their small merchant shop. Most of his time was spent either in the company of his friends, stocking the meager inventory of the shop, or, more likely, tending the garden where most of their food came from. These many hours tending that soil have led him to pursue adventure, and gold, and whatever else he may come upon.

[Unbeknownst to most people Fen has a wild magic that follows him, that is inside of him. The combination of his Sylph mother and whatever fire being his father was has given or rather cursed him. At times when experiencing strong emotion, a warm bluster of wind will erupt around Fen, nothing harmful, but noticeable enough to move a sheets of paper or light debris. If the emotion is extremely strong, or more often anger, the wind will have small sparks throughout circling with Fen as the epicenter. ]


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