Wartov
Member
𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔲𝔰 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Physical Appearance: Markus is a strange-looking fellow, with long, raised veins branching along his arms and face. They pulse with each heartbeat, a constant movement, which would be distracting if one was trying to look him in the eye. He has a long, raised scar along his left arm, the echo of a near-fatal injury, a ticket of his strength. His skin is stretched across his skeleton, unnaturally clinging to his body. Despite this, his skin is quite elastic, not quite lacking resilience. His voice isn't consistent, sometimes a croak, other times booming, and at all times driven, as though he wanted to be the center of attention. It was hard to pick out his age through the artificiality that was his body, the only hint at his true age being his mannerisms, which suggested that he may be young. He could often be seen wearing tight-fitting leather attire, though it didn't seem hardened for battle, merely a decoration. Complimenting this, he also wore a half-cape across his left shoulder, the black cloth concealing the entirety of the arm.
Occupation: Alchemist
Known Techniques: Feint, Dodge, Quick Step, Calculation
STR: -2 | CON: -2 | AGI: 6 | INT: 4 | TOX: 115 | HP: 14 | MS: 15
Markus usually doesn't allow himself to break from the center, hardly allowing his joy to grow too great, hardly allowing his anger to burn too bright. He believes in control, in management of ones emotions, in ones physicality, in ones mind. Due to this, his bouts of extreme emotion are controlled and momentary; anger burns brightly for mere minutes, joy overcomes him for similarly long, and the same goes for any other emotion.
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Physical Appearance: Markus is a strange-looking fellow, with long, raised veins branching along his arms and face. They pulse with each heartbeat, a constant movement, which would be distracting if one was trying to look him in the eye. He has a long, raised scar along his left arm, the echo of a near-fatal injury, a ticket of his strength. His skin is stretched across his skeleton, unnaturally clinging to his body. Despite this, his skin is quite elastic, not quite lacking resilience. His voice isn't consistent, sometimes a croak, other times booming, and at all times driven, as though he wanted to be the center of attention. It was hard to pick out his age through the artificiality that was his body, the only hint at his true age being his mannerisms, which suggested that he may be young. He could often be seen wearing tight-fitting leather attire, though it didn't seem hardened for battle, merely a decoration. Complimenting this, he also wore a half-cape across his left shoulder, the black cloth concealing the entirety of the arm.
Occupation: Alchemist
Known Techniques: Feint, Dodge, Quick Step, Calculation
STR: -2 | CON: -2 | AGI: 6 | INT: 4 | TOX: 115 | HP: 14 | MS: 15
Markus usually doesn't allow himself to break from the center, hardly allowing his joy to grow too great, hardly allowing his anger to burn too bright. He believes in control, in management of ones emotions, in ones physicality, in ones mind. Due to this, his bouts of extreme emotion are controlled and momentary; anger burns brightly for mere minutes, joy overcomes him for similarly long, and the same goes for any other emotion.
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