Corentine de Flamel
Age
23
Gender
Apachi Attack Helicopter Male
Race
Human
Magic
Affinity for Earth.
Blessings
Blessing of High Speed Calculation: A blessing innate to Coren that allows him to split his attention from current activity to make rapid calculations at the same time. This could come in the form of analyzing someone's gait and estimating their center of gravity or determining the necessary speed and angle to get a proper reflection of a projectile. This blessing is something that is both conscious and unconscious in Coren's mind and can be described as something akin to Hyper Speed Thought, and he can partition his mind into several parts for different calculations.
Personality
-Confident, arrogant, cocky. There is a thin line between these descriptions, and Coren doesn't even remotely ride that line. The self proclaimed Strongest Man in the World with the skills to back it up (Probably). Other than his insufferable arrogance as the main character in his own world, Coren is best described as curious. He is eternally searching for how things work and ways to create an intended affect in a new and innovative way. And what better way to do that than to prove his strength with his own tools!
He doesn't have many friends. . . . or any. In his life as of yet he has yet to meet anyone worthy of that title in his mind. After all, it would take an amazing individual to be friends with The Strongest Man in the World.
Background
-Corentine de Flamel, the first and only son of a renowned merchant. Born a well off with a brilliant and curious mind. Instead of going to schooling and spending time with other children around his age, Coren was far more interested with the things that his father's men would bring back from far away lands. It was all so strange and fascinating to him. In no time at all, he found his place among his father's men. He was still extremely young, but that was no indication of his level of skill. It came naturally. Calculation. Estimation. Profit margin.
Though many conniving merchants sought to teach him a lesson due to his young age, the savant was not to be beaten. Outsmarted. Outplayed. Outwitted.
In no time at all, he had turned his father's business into a massive empire of mercantilism. Over time however, the thrill of the deal dulled. It grew boring. His mind constantly calculated but there was nothing worth the thought. Boring. When he was only 14, Coren stopped showing his face at any of his father's stores. Instead, holing himself up and investigating. He ordered his father's subordinates to bring him interesting things from far off lands. Seemingly useless things. Minerals. Rocks. Waste. They each had their properties and Coren would discover them all. And discover he would. With a seemingly random mix of items, he created an explosion, not unlike something magic. It was amazing. He did it!
For the next two years, he experimented. He created all kinds of amazing mixtures with a variety of purposes, but eventually he thought. For what purpose? Why was he even bothering.
His answer came in a much more violent form than he expected. A mugging. He was just out shopping for some minor materials when some street thug tried to take all he owned. When Coren refused to hand over his funds, the thug stabbed. In that instant, thoughts ran though Coren's head. Angle of attack. Imparted force. Take into account all variables.
His body moved slower than he would have liked, but he succeeded. He disarmed his foe. And then ran. Ran so far away. He found his answer though. He would use his tools and his mind to become stronger. He would be the strongest man in the world!
It has been nearly a decade since then and over the years Coren has trained his body and mind to the pinnacle. He constantly tests himself and his creations with bounty hunting and contracts of perhaps a less than savory variety. Strangely enough however, his tool of choice is not one of his complex creations but a simple bow. The seemingly simple shot. So many variables. So much thought to go into it. It was amazing. That is not to say he doesn't use his other tools. There is something satisfying in defeating a "mighty warrior" with something of his own creation. Gears. Machinery. Alchemy. It was all amazing.
Likes
-Strength
-Experimentation
-Money
-Archery
-Winning
Dislikes
-"Boring" people
-Losing
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Nathan from school. Fuck you Nathan, this is my character leave me alone.