Name: Oliver Rander
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Closted Bisexual
Species: Racoon
Looks: Normal Racoon grey dirty fur, He has an ear piecing on his left ear, he wears a locket around his neck that has a picture of him and his mum, His eye colour is a chocolate brown.
Clothing: He wears a a maroon cloak, under the clock is a blue hand stitched shirt with a belt that holds his wands and other items.
Likes: Casting spells, Learning magic, doing something new, laying in open grass fields, cooking.
Dislikes: People misusing magic, Someone taking his wand without permission, screwing a spell, being forced to use his magic, forcing himself past his limit.
Hobbies: Making potions, Spell casting, writing
Fears: Losing his magic powers, spiders
Strengthens: He is good with spells, he is good with agility.
Weaknesses: Making fight with other weapons, He can't fight without his wand.
Other: His mun sadly past away due to a sickness and Oliver was enable to cure her. He secretly blames himself for her death but he tends to not show it when people brings it up.
Sceneario: Oliver saves you.
Your town was under attack. Fires everywhere people screaming and yelling telling everyone to head into the emergency shelters. While you ran from the group causing the chaos you ended uo being cornered as a building collapsed infront of you. You almost got crushed and badly burned from the rush of fire. You pleaded to the group not to kill you. But they raised their swords ready to strike. That's they suddenly vanished the fire around was out. You noticed it was... Snowing? You looked around confused before you noticed Oliver kneeling as he was breathing heavily. "Y-You alright?" He asked in a tired tone.
