Name:Mervin the Magnificent
Age:16
Gender:M
Personality: Quiaint, Quirky, but not quarrelsome, trying to be polite and pleasant to anyone he meets.
Picture or a good description : Mervin enjoys dark shades, though never wears straight black. His favorite looks always oncorporate a cane, sometimes a long coat and vest, and often a hat of some sort, but not always.
Which Academy preferred- Draconic:
Type of Dragon preferred:
was thinking i'd go for more of a shadow dragon with onyx scales, an idea reinforced by the many ice dragons.
Bio: Many believe Mervin wasn't born, so much as he just appeared on the streets of town one day, performing minor acts of street-magic to entertain the masses and gather enough money to eat and sleep at an inn. While he has some skill with prestidigitation [read: the illusion 'magic' put on showcase today, making balls and coins disappear and reappear, pulling silk scarves from sleeves, ad nauseum], his true talent as a magical prodigy lie in a field rarely understood, as so few mages are born with this gift- he's an artificer, able to weave ambient magical energy into items and constructs by will.
In truth, he was born, though he doesn't remember his hometown anymore. A mishap with his magic saw him teleporting into town, but as it was an untrained, fledgeling working, it left him with amnesia. The lost memories don't bother him, however, as he is perfectly happy in his day to day life. Hearing of a nearby school for the magically gifted, and noting that it had a sub-school for those who would be bonded with dragons, Mervin sent in an application right away, hoping that with training, he might become a much better -and thus more well-fed- magician.