I will stand as the Light Sage
Name: Ostel Von Grimward
Race: Human
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Male
Height: Five foot and ten inches
Weight: Two hundred and ten pounds
Continent: Lucerna
Appearance: Sky blue eyes and short brown hair stands in stark contrast to the human’s imposing, firm build. His months in the cold upper reaches of Lucerna have given him a fair-skinned complexion. Ostel wears a set of brown colored boots made from the fur of his prey, dark green pants that are fastened to his waist by a black belt, which has numerous pouches of herbs and other misc. items. He dons a vest of chain mail over his blue tunic and white long sleeved shirt. Usually this is covered by richly dark fur cloak, and an amulet of a silver wolf hangs around his neck.
Personality: He is wary of most individuals, but is confident of his own abilities as a fighter to speak to others in a firm but polite manner. Though not quick to anger he does remember those that belittle him as a bastard and think less of him just based on that. He tries to maintain his own moral code of ethics despite his upbringing, by treating others as he wishes to be treated.
History: Having been born a bastard to the Grimward house of Ravenscrest, Ostel has been treated with tolerance and contempt by his own family. He only counts Snow, his hunting wolf, as his one true friend in the Ravencrest Household. Thankfully he has learned from his father Magnus, the beloved lord of Ravencrest, about some of the customs and courtesies to temper the smoldering fire in this young man’s heart.
Since he could hold a stick, Ostel trained to be a skilled swordsman and clever hunter under the best trackers and soldiers on Lucerna. While his true blood siblings were educated in the politics of humanity, Ostel spent his days learning spells, honing his swordsmanship, and becoming one of the finest human hunters in his homeland. He trained with his mentors one of the few remaining forests on the northern coast of Lucerna under the watchful gaze of many a veteran warrior.
Weapons: Fittingly, Ostel wields a bastard sword, which he keeps in a sheath on his black belt. He also carries with him a longbow and never leaves home without his quiver full. Along with this arsenal he has a heavy throwing axe and a simple hunting dagger he keeps in his right boot.
Pet: His one true and loyal hunting partner, a ferocious red-eyed white wolf. He calls the wolf Snow due to his white fur.
Powers: Ostel has three skills that he has mastered on his own thus far:
Mending: The Grimward bastard can heal an injured person by merely resting his palms upon them, and then through his own force of will, a soft glow of simmering light will resonate from his hands. A warm feeling will course through the injured person as open wounds will close, bones will mend, and even tainted toxins seem to evaporate from the body. Only the most serious injuries are beyond his ability to mend, however the more severe the injury, the more it fatigues Ostel. If it becomes too much for him he would black out for a brief period of time.
Blinding Light: Ostel can also bring both his hands together to cause a blinding light that can disorient anyone looking at him. While effective he can blind himself too if he isn't careful about the intensity.
Augment: Another useful skill is to enchant his weapon with the power of the light to deal tremendous damage to dark-born beings, and sometimes with weaker willed undead creatures, this act can scare them off.
Strengths: A gifted swordsman and skillful hunter, Ostel is very open and friendly around others but rather blunt in speech. He has good enough sense to know when it is time to relax, and when to let his training kick in to do what needs to be done. If Ostel counts you as a friend than he is a loyal and stout comrade who will do his utmost to ensure that you live to see another day.
Ostel’s most exceptional strength however comes from the fact that he does not seem to be as xenophobic as most humans are. He has an open mind about most possibilities and sees the other races not as a threat, but instead as equals. This has not earned him many friends among his kin sadly, but he is content with his way of thinking.
Weaknesses: Ostel is not extremely patient. When he become aggravated at someone’s bloated ego, moronic reasoning, or selfish tendencies, he may snap a bit if he does not catch himself. When this happens he lets all the posturing and formalities drop and he does not care about the ramifications of his actions.
Depending on situation and the person, Ostel will act in a number of different ways. He can go from merely walking away, bashing the person over the head, becoming silent and glowering at the person, to becoming an asshole that will not shut up until he gets his point across.
As a bastard he has been chided for seemingly not caring at times, and at rare moments he even will sometimes agree that he does not care. Though he can operate around others, even lead if he has to, if the stress builds up he toys with the idea of simply going it alone with just him and Snow.
Also he is very bitter about being a bastard, despite all the good he tries to do. You make fun of him about it, then you are treading on thin ice with him from then on out. When he does make a call, he sticks with it to the end like a stubborn bull.
He tries to do the right thing when he can, but can come off as brash and naïve. This may lead to misunderstandings between those who do not know his way of doing things. Despite the aura of confidence, deep down he is clouded by doubt as to his place in the world. Sometimes he does let his pride get the best of him, but he means well.
Other: He has recently been given a condemned elven slave girl as a 'gift' from his father. This elf, known only as Summer, follows him with her gaze ever downward. Though she is supposed to not wear clothes by law, Ostel often lets her wear his fur cloak and a white sun dress he bought from a random passerby.
Again, this does not win him many friends. But no one has yet to challenge the bastard of Ravencrest, not yet anyways ...
