Asher Runexia
Country Affiliation:
Magnostadt
Race:
Human
Tier:
D - Tier
Specialization:
Intelligence (Black Magician - Seventh Type: Strength Magic)
Age + Birthdate:
21 October 09th
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Omnisexual
Personality:
Asher Runexia is the absolute first born child. He is a born leader, often making him seem bossy. He will easily take charge if others will not step forward. He carries not only himself, but easily deals too with the stress of others. He holds people near and dear to his heart always.
Upon meeting him, he can seem distant but this is to protect others from setting his expectations of them too high. He is easily approachable, a smooth talker, and can be the life of the party once he's comfortable with you.
To his enemies, he is forgiving, hopeful, and even merciful. He would not take a human life unnecessarily. In the deep dark recesses of his mind he hungers for combat. He starves for an opponent worthy. He wishes not for blood shed, but the battle of a lifetime.
To his friends, he is trustworthy. He is a listener, he is a gentleman, and he is someone who will work hard to make others happy. He wants others to be able to count on him. He would easily give his life for the life of someone he truly called his friend.
When it comes to politics he could care less. He simply has no true motivation in actually telling people what to do or dealing with someone telling him what to do. He would much rather just find a go with the flow kingdom. So far, magnostadt has not proved to be annoyingly overbearing. Should it come to that point he would easily be willing to leave.
When it comes to combat, he is joyful. He finds himself excited by combat and it is where he truly belongs, though death isn't something he enjoys.
During formal events, he is respectful to those who insist he be, but he is far too relaxed than most. He doesn't quite have extremely polished manners. He is not the type of the person who stresses out about much or worries about things that don't really matter in the end.
Likes:
Asher likes combat. He finds the adrenaline almost addictive. He wants a powerful challenge and he wants to consistently improve.
Asher also likes to lead others. He grew up doing it. He believes he's good at it too.
Asher enjoys nighttime as it's much cooler and he finds himself much more attuned to night time.
He loves the water in the form of rain and the ocean. The cool feeling makes him feel comfortable.
Dislikes:
Asher hopes deserts burst into flames and disappear forever. He hates the dry hot air and finds himself often feeling like he's suffocation.
He dislikes people who are far too needy. He finds it frustrating if people can't do anything for themselves. That doesn't necessarily mean that he won't help them.
He dislikes when people are over confident in themselves as well. It quickly becomes a goal of his to break their confidence and reveal their true frailty.
Aspirations:
He aspires to be powerful enough to carry the entire weight of the world on his own shoulders. He wishes to be able to help anyone and everyone accomplish their goals and for the world to come to a state of bliss in the natural flow.
He also aspires to master magic more than anyone else. He doesn't want to necessarily be the best at anything, but good at everything. He hopes to create the ultimate combination magic. He wants to make a magic as versatile and effective as he hopes to be.
Phobias/fears:
He fears letting people down. He has always been a natural leader and has always been strong enough to carry his siblings weight on his shoulders, but for him to become strong enough for the entire world, he has cut his work out for him.
He fears magnostadt becoming a military country. That would be more than enough to cause him to leave the country. While he enjoys battle, he does not enjoy the bloodshed.
He fears the world falling to darkness. It just wouldn't be anywhere near as fun and interesting at that point.
Face-Claim:
Ayumu Narumi - Spiral
Hair Color:
Brown
Eye Color:
Brown
Height:
175.26 centimeters (5'9")
Weight:
54.4310844 (120 lb)
Appearance:
Ashe tends to wear rather relaxed clothing. He wears a black shirt and black pants that fit to him loosely. On top of this, is his cloak. Black with an ornate white trim. He always stands with his head raised and shoulders back. He is more often than not carried with an open posture.
His light brown hair is long and spiked as it pleases, and his light brown eyes are specked with a subtle hint of gold. His features are well defined and he is skinny borderline scrawny.
He carries with him a black metal staff that has it's gem set in the top. It is a kite cut alexandrite looking stone that appears to be about five karats in size. The staff itself is relatively simplistic.
When casting magic, he holds his staff with both hands out of habit more than anything. He often looks serious in combat, but more than often carries himself with a smile.
Rukh Alignment:
White
Special Traits:
None
History:
Born the first of four, Asher was destined to be a leader of his brothers. They were each only one year apart. There was constant competition for the attention of their parents.
Asher was often not given the attention he wanted to receive due to there always being someone younger who needed it more, but this didn't affect the love he had for his family in any way. He quickly became self sufficient in the little things, and by the time he came of age, could cook and clean for himself and his siblings.
Growing up they were often known as the mischievous four, and he was often the one to carry the burden of blame. He was never setting a good enough example for his younger siblings. This set him down a path he didn't wish to go and was beginning to affect his entire world.
As he continued to grow, he realized that his siblings respected him even though not many other people did. One day, he and his siblings picked the wrong man to give trouble. He turned out to be a magician and often dished out as much trouble back to them that they did to him.
From the time he was fourteen until he was sixteen, the magician helped to set him and his brothers on a bit of a better path. Soon, their parents began to treasure them instead of consider them a naissance and started telling them more and more about magic and the different things it could do.
He developed the use of magic when he was seventeen. His parents had begun to teach him that humans were evil. He didn't believe they could possibly be such awful creatures being so weak. He kept his doubts to himself though the more stories his parents told the more it seemed to be true.
He finally grew tired of his parents at the age of eighteen and left his home. At the time, he found himself so caught in his parents teachings that he had even begun to fear humans. He was having a hard time living by himself and soon he found that his solace would come from the same man that he and his siblings used to give so much trouble. This magician lived with him and began to teach him that without humans this world would not be anywhere near as fascinating. He quickly grew to love people. His teacher told him much about the outside world, and much more about the basics of magic. Soon he found himself identifying as a black magician. Upon learning all he could from his teacher, he was pushed toward entering the academy. He decided to go through with it.
Here he stands waiting and hoping to push through the academy and become a true black magician. He strives toward perfection and hopes to graduate from the academy and learn everything that it has to offer him.
Role-Play Sample:
"You didn't really think that would be enough did you?" He laughed hysterically and grinned big. The dungeon monster before him had taken one of his arms, but he could easily still use his staff with the other, even despite his characteristically holding his staff with both hands.
He rose his staff with one hand and locked eyes with the strange beast before him. "Asfal..." The rukh fluttered at his call beginning to rush to him. The wind lifted and began to wrap around his staff. He shut his eyes as the monster began it's charge and tilted his staff down to match his opponent.
"Saiqa!" He held the call as the wind around his staff shot forward becoming a visible blade. The blade sliced his opponent as though scissors cutting paper. He smiled. "Not as Easy as you thought?"
He focused his magoi once more and pulled it into himself. "Dhoruf!" With that, he sliced straight through his opponent and his gaze rested on the next one. "You guys just aren't enough fun."
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