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[i]"If it pleases your majesty, I am no master of the martial ways, but by nature my trade is still the ways of war. For you see, my lord, I am a tactician and my contributions are therefore worth more to you than any one soldier can ever be."[/i]

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[b]Galen 'Urik' Gallatin[/b]

[i]Age:[/i] 18

[i]Personality:[/i] Galen hails from a world where the realities of death are very, very real. As a former heir to a noble lineage, his intellect is at all times his greatest weapon and with so much time spent honing it he has somewhat neglected his body. That being said, by his very nature Galen is lazy in regards to almost all forms of physical activity, instead preferring the company of thick novels and complicated treatises. This is not to say that he isn't personable, just that he much prefers the topic of whatever conversation to be able tactics of philosophy as opposed to the nature of the night's rations or what this sudden turn of the weather might mean.

[i]Weapon:[/i] Roc-Feather Wand - An implement that amplifies the power of magic, it was crafted from the feather of a mighty rock and contains the essence of the wind itself. The size of a short-sword, when wielding magic the fibers of the feather disperse to help stabilize projected mana. However, in close-quarters these fibers can be retracted and hardened to make the feather into a sort of make-shift sword.

[u]Magic List[/u] 

[i]Thunder:[/i] A burst of magical energy which zaps the opponent.

[i]Poison:[/i] A malignant malady which drains away strength.

[i]Reflect:[/i] A mighty shield which wards away damage.

[i]Slow:[/i] A wrinkle in time which reduces reality to a crawl.

[i]Cure:[/i] An aura of life which restores lost resolve.

[i]Destiny’s Oath:[/i] Gluttony of Atomos - A magical vortex which magnifies innate magnetic and gravitational energies. With the portal open physics become a thing of fancy, changing at the whim of the user to confuse, complicate, and confuzzle the opponent. When used as a finisher, the opponent is simply sucked inside and crushed down to the very last atom, molecular or ionic bonds ripped apart by the force of unstable gravitational energies.

[i]Trinity Limit:[/i] Galen begins the attack by using gravitational magic to rip up four large boulders from the ground, before spinning them in a clockwise motion. The boulders close in on the target, slamming into and trapping the opponent between them. The attack then diverges; if the party is mostly mages then they combine their power into a devastating array of lasers, energy spheres, and concussive blasts before finishing the target with a massive gravitational vortex. If the party is mostly melee fighters, then the three unsheathe their weapons and stylishly set about attacking the enemy with flurries of slashes, cutting clean through the boulders in the process, finishing as all three array themselves in a triangle around the target before racing towards each-other and delivering three simultaneous slashes with all their might. 

[i]Sample Post:[/i] 'To get up or not to get up, that is the question?' An unenthused pair of dull grey eyes stared absently up towards the brilliant blackness of the night sky. The spread of the stars on the vast horizon, they way they shimmered and sparkled and shined, such beauty was almost otherworldly. It was like an art masterpiece, the sensation of the moment was enough to grip the tactician, to keep him rooted, unwilling to let him go for fear the majesty of the stars and their infinite reflections would be lost to the corridors of time. But alas, in his current predicament it was only a matter of time before the infinite moment was broken. [i]"Um', hello, sir'. What exactly are you doing? I mean, the middle of the street isn't really the best place for star-gazing."[/i] That was it then, the answer to his previous question: to get up it was!

The robed figure drew himself upward with some difficulty. His bones ached and his muscles burned; just what form of magic had brought him here in the first place? Gazing around the plaza in which he was now situated Urik could make out the forms of various stores and buildings. It was a far cry from where he'd previously been; a land of battlefields and sorcery. [i]"Um', sir', hello~"[/i] It was that voice again. That soothing, annoying, curious voice. Reluctantly the wayward mage turned to face his interrogator. "I suppose your right, the street isn't the best place for star-gazing."

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CS is a work in progress, probably to be finished within the next hour or so. Also interested in playing Hades if that's possible? I don't mind providing a sample post for him if that helps. Also wondering whether or not the age limit can be bumped up for my character if I'm playing a wayward traveler?