User:Percivaale
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'P E R C I V A A L E O F O L S E N'
WARNING: This page is a work in progress!!!
“This is dumb. I'm taking my ball and going home.”
- Percivaale on Friendships
Percivaale adjusts to his afterlife with open arms. He is currently being hunting down by a certain order of knights and hides away in refuge in the magic Academy of Larket, studying under Valen.
He has a distinct fears that are unlike other Vampires, that enable him to have some morals, yet have certain disrespect toward life. He has been sired within the year, so he has a lack of wisdom that many Vampires have; however, he is willing to make up for that by learning as much as he could with a distinct goal in mind.
Percivaale was born on January 11th.
A P P E A R A N C E
He looks at you with plum-colored eyes-- big and naive and yet so inconceivably bored. His long white lashes blink ever so often that it was a gentle reminder that he wasn't simply a life-sized porcelain doll. It was just two beauty marks that align beneath his eye that imperfected his skin. Pure white hair drapes down to caress his forehead. He brushes it aside and tucked it behind his ear with small delicate fingers.It all belonged to a child's face, an innocent face... yet the things he have seen has long betrayed this notion.
"Me? And what about me?" he asks, tilting his head, "I'm a child. I know. I'm a child and I'm dead. Sad, isn't it?" His disinterested eyes wanders, playing with the chillfire in his hand. It was of a dark violet, strangely, slowly swirling in his hand in circles.
C H A R A C T E R
He has always been one to be childish, playing with whatever he thinks is most entertaining. Being that entertainment goes his way. Things quickly get boring to him if it doesn't.
A B I L I T I E S
Firebolt
One of the first spells he used when he was once human. He was once very talented in casting it, often showing off a pure white flame. He can only cast it perfectly with his dominant left hand. Typically used for long range.
Chilltouch
A spell he had difficulty casting as a human, yet ease as a vampire. He must touch the target directly and he may use it on himself. He has only use it for offensive strategies, such as piercing rather than defensive. Ice is far too weak to protect him.
Shade Eater (Atherm)
A spell in which he created. With his inability to cast a shadow flame, a light without it's light, he made a heat without a heat-- which eats away shadows. He has very little information about the ability on the moment and is currently studying it's nature whenever possible.
B A C K G R O U N D
Born under the title as the 2nd son of Lord Carruth and Lady Ester of House Olsen, Percivaale was not expected to be heir of the estate. His elder brother was. Born in a strong age difference of 10 years, young Lord Marceus was more well-rounded, more informed. and stunning then Perci was ever going to be. And the child easily recognizes that, every time he passes by him in the grand hall. Marceus was always surrounded by the Lord's personal retainers, advisors, and people of the court as he passes by his younger brother playing with his stuffed bear alone with his nursemaid.