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[B]| Name: |[/B]
Harold, Hastsezini
[B]| Alias: |[/B]
Hakan
[B]| Age: |[/B]
21
[B]| Appearance: |[/B]
As it is he is two forms trapped in one, a fiery butterfly trapped in an earthly cocoon. Tall for his age and well built, his skin is copper with hair black and long of a Native American which match his eyes of blotted out jet he hides with sunglasses. He wears scavenged firemans clothing in any city for its fire resistance and durability, seeming to be fit enough to bear the weight with ease. With such scavenging often comes a fireman's ax or bill hook to defend himself with.

[B]| Abilities/Skills: |[/B]
Lets call homo-magi just for ease and call him a pyromancer for effect.

He can read from scrolls or cast ritualistic spells with time, knowledge and concentration. Sadly he usually lacks time, knowledge and concentration in this hell on earth. His main power is his pyrokinesis/pyromancy which grows in strength with his temper, the one thing he has in spades. Where his ancestors were the incarnation of all spirits, a physically invulnerable and magically super-strong opponents. He is not, he is at the peak of the human condition but still highly mortal except for his invulnerability to heat. He has never tested the highest limits such as jet engines or lava, but it is sufficient for him to not fear his own power to hurt himself.


[B]| Backstory: |[/B]
Once in the area known as 'towers fall' there live a tribe of spiritual rich  [url=http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Apache_Chief_%28Super_Friends%29]chiefs[/url] and [url=http://dcanimated.wikia.com/wiki/Long_Shadow]shamans[/url], 

He is descended from a long line of while paying honor to all 400 kachinas, there is always just a slight emphasis to the aspects of fire, the 'black god' Hastsezini. When all the world went to hell, the spirits of the world were just as harmed, as such they lend their power to Harold in the form of spells and magic but all other spirits must go through the spirit of fire for permission first.


[B]| Sample Post: |[/B]
"In you go, hot head."

"You really think thats creative?"

"No, the fact you are in a paper-mache' box over a pit of liquid nitrogen is pretty creative though."

This left James to stare a the floor in wonder and fear if such a thing was true or a mere ruse for compliancy, he couldn't afford to test the theory, yet.

[B]| Notes: |[/B]
Flaming shots of fireball whiskey!
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