"I am Otis Rowe, I assume you have questions" He says with an intrigued look
Gender:
"Well, I am a male, do I look feminine?" He says looking offended
Age:
"I am currently 24 years old"
Sexuality:
"I have more important matters currently than romance"
He is straight
Species:
"I'm in an odd predicament, I am human but not, some deity marked me as their chosen. Now I have all these weird traits, I believe the term is Aasimar"
He is an Aasimar, any race but marked by a deity giving odd traits
Abilities:
"I am gifted in divine magics like my white flame"
Otis is actually a very gifted spellcaster of divine magic, able to cast spells with ease like using it to push objects away from him, teleport a short distance and expel white flame to name a few. He knows larger scale spells but these take time and preparation, the more impact the spell has the more time that is needed. Sometimes sacrifice is required, mainly material possessions like rubies.
Weapons:
"I like to carry a knife on me plus my staff"
He uses a hunting knife and his staff which makes magic slightly easier. The staff is the only gift from the deity that marked him.
His Staff:
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Personality:
"Well I'm very curious about this world and I like to travel"
Otis is a curious soul who travels across the world seeking his destiny, he likes to put himself in dangerous situations to test his fate. He constantly studies the world and is a constant sight at libraries. He enjoys the company of others but gets annoyed by idiots and it often shows. He likes a challenge and doesnt like to be seen as worthless, he stands for good and does not stand idly he lives by the term doing something is always better than doing nothing'
Looks:
"I like to stay low profile, while I do enjoy some action Id rather not make it easy for assassins, I am still mortal, one fatal blow and I'm done"
Otis is fairly average looking from a distance, he sports a cloak at most times to hide his features from the world as they tend to grab unwanted attention. Up close without the cloak is a different story, his skin is fair and he looks almost elvish. His eyes glow a fierce white with no irises. His hair is a pure white that is at most times choppy.
Height:
I stand at around 5'8
Weight:
"Well I have little need for muscle so Im pretty much a lightweight"
135 Lbs.
Eye color:
"I was marked, my eyes were brown now I am told they are a fierce white"
Strengths:
"Well I am a good thinker, I know a lot of things"
His spells are strong and can obliterate opponents, he is a good thinker, given enough time he can think his way out of a bad situation. He wields many defensive spells making it hard to corner him.
Weaknesses:
"I will say that Im not very proficient in melee combat"
He struggles in melee combat, closing the gap is essential to besting him, the best way is to get leverage beforehand, the use of a hostage can deter him greatly. Rushing him can be used to advantage, not giving him time to think. He also is fairly easy to manipulate with information, especially information about the god that marked him. He will do almost anything to know which god marked him and why.
Likes:
"I like to travel and I love a good challenge"
Dislikes:
"I cant stand to see everyone else do all the work with me waiting around"
Place of Birth:
"I was born in a large town, in a random alley. I know where legends are born"
Occupation:
"I mainly hunt down my destiny, so I enjoy helping out where I can"
He mainly works for a man called crow father, doing assignments he is given.
Morals:
"I will enact justice upon anyone who has done wrong"
Backstory:
"Hmm, like I said I was born in a random alley but I was born marked, my mother knew this, the first thing she did was take me to our local temple, the bǏtch tried to make a profit off me, well, she got nothing, Im told they sent her off telling her it was an honor just to give birth to me, I say it suits her just right seeing a profit in her own son, after that I was basically raised by the temple, they thought I was some sort of blessing, well after years and years of nothing happening with me they tried some sort of ritual, well this pissed of whatever deity marked me and they made me burst into white flame, lets just say I had a bad reputation after that. What happened that day unlocked some power within me, that was the day I had the major changes, with my eyes and hair. Soon after the incident I left, I had gotten tired of the constant stares and whispers. I moved to a much larger city, there I practically lived in the library, practicing my magic daily. I even managed to get a job there but I felt a calling. After about a year of living in the city, I went out and started using my magic for something. Soon I began to get a name for myself 'The White Flame' is what they called me. Well this got the attention of some bigger fish, life has been chaos ever since and I gotta say I love it."
Current Objective:
"I'm in between jobs right now, so I got some free time for a bit"
