Name: Mallo
Age: 18
Appearance: [hider=Mallo] Do not mind the face, just the clothes![hider=clothes][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/44/1e/91/441e91f8f430f61eaa5ac461ed54d5e1.jpg[/img]

Credit goes to BJHenriquez on DevianArt[/hider]

Mallo has a messy, yet stylish, head of jet black hair, and like most water benders, striking blue eyes. He stands at about six feet, and his skin is a bit darker from his travels. He carries a pouch of water, a bag strapped to his back, and a dagger made in the Northern water tribe.[/hider]

Faction: Northern Water Tribe

Bender?: Avatar

Bio: [hider=My Story] Although I was born in the North Pole, I don't remember what it looks like, or why I left. To be honest I don't even remember my parents. I was raised by an old fisherman in the southern Earth Kingdom, just above the south pole. He wasn't really a father figure, I was his apprentice. He taught me all about fishing, and we would take trips to the Southern Water Tribe to make deliveries from time to time. As I got older, I asked more and more questions about my parents, and the water tribes, and especially bending. Lao would be quick and snappy to answer, and I would often get nowhere.

One day I went snooping, and found out that Lao was a famed water bender from the north, and even had a painting of my parents and him in his room. Yeah, he was pretty mad, told me not to talk about it anymore, but with persistence and guilt, I made the old fisherman teach me how to water bend. I was a natural at it, taking in advanced techniques in only a few months. We would practice while sailing to the South, we would practice while catching fish, and even on our free time... But Lao didn't seem too happy about this, almost feeling a bit paranoid.

As time went on, I learned more and more. Our little fisherman industry was starting to dwindle because of The Order's influence. "protections fees" were being implemented on our town, They thought bending of any kind could be dangerous and should be left to the "professionals" and it was clear that these guys were not saints like they claimed to be. 

Lao would tell me that it didn't use to be this way. The Avatar would have kept peace and happiness throughout the world through wisdom, and force only when they needed to. The more and more the Order got involved in our town, the more I wished that The Avatar would come back.

When I was 13, I woke up in the middle of the night to Lao, telling me we had to leave. Word had gotten out that a kid and old water bender was living here. I was confused, earth benders lived in our town, air nomads would come and go, why were water benders so different? It didn't matter though, because we set out north, tired and cold. Our escape plan was short lived, because we were ambushed by Order members. Lao and I gave an impressive display, I wasn't as good as my master. He held them off, and demanded that I run, with a few seconds of arguing, I had no choice but to leave Master Lao behind. I hadn't seen him since.

Alone, and tired, I made my way across the Earth Kingdom, stopping in towns and offering work for money or a meal. I had seen things that no other kid should have... I had seen bullies, thieves, orphans, sick and elderly being treated poorly by town security or even The Order. I would hear stories about a hidden tyranny, about how the Avatar is probably waiting for the right time to strike, but all I wanted was to get to the North. To the water tribe. 

It took me over two years, but I finally saw the huge walls of the Northern Water Tribe. I was eager, excited, and nervous. Were my parents here, would they remember me? Or even accept me? I started asking around, getting information on where my parents could have possibly lived. A woman knew who I was right away, and looked like she saw a ghost. She had been an old family friend, remembered the day I left the tribe, and she brought me in to tell me some bad news. 

They had been missing for about 14 years now. The order came in and that was the last they saw of them. No one knew why, or where they went... But she told me that I couldn't stay long. I stayed a few days to rest, I got fresh clothes, a water pouch, and a small sculpted wolf that my father once carried. I was told to go somewhere where benders from all over the world went, somewhere he could be welcomed... It was confusing, and hard to hear that I wasn't welcome with my own people, to learn more about bending. But I had a new mission. To find my parents. I headed to Ba Sing Se, a good starting point for the hunt for my parents. I set out with high hopes.

Three years later, It was no use. No one would have remembered my parents, even with the information the family friend gave me. I traveled around, made new friends, and even helped people out with my bending, but no matter how hard I searched, I got nowhere closer to my parents. I'm back in Ba Sing Se, feeling a little defeated. I have never forgotten Lao, how the Order seemed to come after me because of my bending. My parents were taken by the Order... They obviously had something to do with it. But there wasn't anything I could do. I was just a water bender who was orphaned and unwanted. Maybe one day this will all make sense.[/hider]

Personality: Mallo can be considered mischievous, stubborn, and hard headed, but also uses humor and sarcasm as a defense mechanism. He's trying to understand his past, and what happened to his family, but isn't against helping anyone else when they need it. He loves a challenge, to experience and understand. 

When he becomes the Avatar, he is afraid of the new responsibility put on him, and although it terrifies him, he finds it as an answer to why all of his has happened. Being the Avatar will be challenging for the kid who has been ignored for most of his life, but he's willing to try and do something with that.

Family/Relationships: My mom and dad are missing... and I never found out what happened to Master Lao. ((Anyone interested let me know!))

Other: Doesn't know he's the Avatar yet. knows how to cook pretty well. Has almost fully mastered water bending