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Name:Ivaron Andesil
Aliases: Shadrik, Aredis, Raloryn
Age: 30
Race: Human
Place of Origin: Lordaeron
Gender: Male
Class/Job: Enchanter/Budding Scholar
Faction: Aligned with the Alliance in most major conflicts, however he is agreeable to the values of the Forsaken and tries to make no direct moves against them.

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Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 85 stat point to assign between the six stats.

Strength:11
Dexterity:16
Constitution:9
Intelligence:15
Wisdom:14
Charisma:16

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Height: 5’ 10”
Weight: 205 lbs.
Build: Lean/Muscled from physical labor
Eyes:Pale Blue
Hair:
Skin Tone: Olive/Almond
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A Crescent shaped gash below right eye
Day To Day Attire: Cream and Sky Blue colored linen robe with a wool lining with thin red and orange silk adorning it in various swirling patterns. Ivaron maintains a boiled leather chest piece, vambraces, and breeches beneath it as some minor protection. As well as flimsy leather boots. In hotter climates he removes the robe. Beneath all are thin, rather threadbare linen small clothes.
Strengths: Max of 3

• Decently skilled with magic when wielding his Poleaxe]

Weaknesses:

• 1. Ivaron has developed an addiction to the use of arcane magic. He carries around a small crystal that he imbues with energy at the cost of his physical well being. It sates his need for a time, yet he is limited to how often he may do this.
• 2. Ivaron has a bad leg that had never healed properly after a nasty break. This gives him a noticable limp that leads to him having a severe disadvantage to any sort of melee that would occur, or when escaping. He maintains a walking stick at most times.]
• 3. Ivaron is anemic and prone to fainting spells at mostly inopportune times. Ivaron maintains a set of phials filled with enchanted water to help reduce the chance of this, but he only has a set of 4 at any time, and the process of enchanting them takes considerable effort and downtime that leaves him weakened after.]
• 4. Although decently skilled with the arcane arts while normally wielding his Poleaxe, when it is not on his person or near enough him(6 feet) he is noticeably weaker in his use and control of his magic.]

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Trait [Vindictive] Trait [Curious] Trait [Extroverted] Trait [Quick to Agree]

Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Ivaron had a bit of a mixed upbringing between low and high class individuals. This has tempered his personality to be cynical with strangers and any he believes is putting up a false front. Upon getting to know them, he is reserved and subtly kind. However, he is far too trusting once he believes he has discerned one’s nature as well as quick to agree with those who he considers his companions as he doesnt wish to cause a divide. Ivaron does not often doubt his own judgement, for better or worse. Not one for outward shows of affection, he prefers smaller personal gestures. Ivaron is not overly intelligent in any particular way other than his understanding of the way people think.

Ivaron has often been known to have a rather soft disposition towards small animals and especially wild ones. In the past he woud seldom be seen without a rabbit or squirrel within his care. It is curious though that he despises the elderly for a reason that isn't very apparent. He tends to keep his distance while they are around and makes no effort to aid them if they appear to be struggling. Minimal 2 paragraphs
Habits: Minimal 2

• 1. A rythmic tapping of his walking stick in the pattern of two, three, two, one.]
• 2. Ivaron has an unnatural urge to take keepsakes from places he visits or strange things he encounters. Much to his own peril at times.]
• 3. Ivaron also has a tendency to lack any filter when thinking and speaking. This includes negative and derisive comments.]

Hobbies: Traveling about Elewyn Forest and Winterspring in the Fall to observe the Flora.
Fears:

• 1. Demons: Ivaron was never religious to any degree, yet has denounced that such creatures even exist because the idea that otherwordly beasts could walk among the world causes him to sieze up.]
• 2. Heights]
• 3. Large animals]

Likes:

• 1. Learning and obtaining knowledge.]
• 2. Sweet candies and food.]
• 3. Politics(although his understanding of them is very flawed and uninformed)]
• 4. History]
• 5. Studying Plant Life]
• 6. Fishing]
• 7. Small animals]

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• 1. Large animals]
• 2. Hot climates.]
• 3. Orcs and Tauren.]
• 4. Interracial relations.]
• 5. Gnomes]
• 6. People who don’t eat meat.]

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• Skill: Jack of All Trades(Racial Edge)Natural Inclination to learning new things.
• Skill: Polearm Training: Ivaron wields a Polearm that he has had for the last fifteen years.(will be described in items)
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Type of Magic: Arcane
Magic Specialization: Evocation/Conjuration( Be it some kind of elemental or non elemental for arcane, healing or harming for holy and etc... You can also use magic outside of your specialization but it will be harder to pull off to a degree)
Magic Examples:

• Conjure Weapon: Ivaron conjures a simple, one handed weapon no larger than twenty-eight inches. This weapon is of middling durability and quality and does not remain stable for more than two hours at a time.
• Flame Lash: IVaron summons a single, or set, of five foot long tentacles of flame that coil about either or both of his forearms to the elbow.
• Enchant Water: Ivaron enchants any vairety of mostly clean water to become the form of energy replenishing potion he consumes to recover from the exhaustion of certain magic. This ritual takes at least fifteen minutes of uninterrupted concentration to succeed. This is also limited to only as much water as will fit in the set of vials that he carries. If not consumed within two weeks, the enchantment dissipates.
• Makeover: Ivaron can with little effort change his appearance in almost any way. These are true alterations of his form, other than changing the relative mass of his overall body, or modifying his height. Any changes that affect weight are limited to ten pounds more or less.
• Pain Rain: Ivaron spends several minutes conjuring up a dozen and a half arrows above his head before directing them with great force at his target.
• Mass Transformation: While commonly used upon his own Polearm to make it easy to transport, Ivaron can also change the mass and shape of simple objects. Example: Turn a five pound stone into a thin sliver that could pierce flesh as a makeshift weapon.

Possessions Generally On Person:

• Extra pair of clothing: Self Explanatory
• Crude steel slugs: Ivaron carries around a set of four steel slugs typically used in a blunderbuss.
• Set of four Phials: Four small phials in a belt at his waste typically filled with his enchanted water, yet able to hold small amounts of any liquid and sometimes plant samples.
• Medium Sized pouch: A rather average fur and leather pouch with rawhide lacing to close it that contains all of his smaller belongings that hands on a reinforced leather strap on his shoulder.
• Focusing Crystal: A single purple and pink amethyst whose facets shine in the light.
• Rope: Twenty feet of hempen rope usually wound about his shoulders. The weight and composition has been modified through magic to make it lighter and more flexible when not in use as to not hinder Ivaron’s movement.
• Coin Purse: Three gold pieces and a handful of coppers and silver.
• Silver Ring: A Silver ring inlaid with Emerald.

Weapons:

• Jade: A nearly six foot long poleaxe that Ivaron uses as his main weapon. The haft is forged of a blue-purple Mithril inlaid with silver. The large axe blade and curved prongs opposite it are composed of Thorium with a steel cap at the top end to hold the head on the haft.

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items

• Leather: Ivaron is usually clad in a set of standard boiled leather, including a small coif when need be. Exceptions being much lower quality leather boots.

Animals:None

• Animal:None

Pack Contents:

• Water skin
• Linen

Magical Items: To be established

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Potions: Described above.

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Childhood: He discovered his magical talent at age ten during a fight with his brother who was three years his senior. While he was harassing Ivaron about his short stature, he eventually he shoved him onto the floor of their home while hurling insults. Ivaron had become incredibly angry when he stood to confront his brother, screaming and attacking his him. The boys’ caretaker came downstairs to investigate the commotion and began to scold Ivaron for the incident, when, in a blind rage, Ivaron waved his hand and spoke his first word of power. The small brazier behind her blazed brightly and the flames lept out and onto her, engulfing her body.
Adulthood: At age eighteen, Ivaron had conquered the fear of magic and became apprenticed to a less than sane, but powerful, wizard by the name of Relarid Voran. He spent the next ten years under the tutelage of this man, Learning to harness his magical ability and focusing on the fire magic that had so scarred his childhood. The first lesson he had learned was that of controllon his emotions. He had a basic understanding of every magic school, save necromancy, but took very strongly to Evocation and Transmutation, becoming particularly skilled in them. After his tenth year under Relarid’s tutelage, an overly ambitious spell was the mages undoing. Ivaron had set out afterwards to do tribute to his mentor by spreading what knowledge he did have to other budding magic users.
Special Moments: The death of his childhood caretaker and friend.
Current Events: Ivaron would have been most likely traveling about the world as he does several times a year until he happened upon an anomaly which lead to his transporting back to the past.

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Character Quote: None
Theme Song: Will Expand upon at a later date.
Aura Color: Not really sure. Will add later.
Scent: Stale bread and faint herbs.
Anything Else: Korialstrasz is best character of course.

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Name: (Sir and Captain are unused honorifics) Fabios Ottokar Odyssean
Aliases: N/A; Friend or foe have to this day praised or cursed his true name.
Age: 46
Race: Human, Worgen
Place of Origin: Born in Gilneas
Gender: Male
Class/Job: Paladin, Knight of the Silver Hand
Faction: Grudgingly, the Alliance.

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Strength: 15
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 14
Intelligence: 14
Wisdom: 14
Charisma: 14

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Height: approx. 195cm
Weight: approx. 90 kilograms
Build: Not quite muscular, not quite lean; sinewy.
Eyes: A cold steel-grey.
Hair: An orange paled with age.
Skin Tone: Bleached peach naturally, usually tanned to a more olive skin.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: An excess of small scars in varying shape all across his body with none in particular standing out. They are ever so slight, but with attention one can discern the beginnings of wrinkles upon him. His ring finger has branding, scarring and tattoo upon it in simulation of his ring.
Day To Day Attire: In the rare circumstances he bothers to remove his gambeson he will wear a leather jerkin and pants while retaining his plated boots. He may wear coats of varying thickness depending on the weather.
Strengths: Max of 3

• Unbreakable will
• Near perfect bodily awareness
• Resistance to extremes (heat, cold, poison)

Weaknesses: Minimal of 3

• High maintenance build
• Creeping Age
• Addictive Nature

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Vengeful * Mercurial * Idealistic * Sympathetic

Relationship Status: Single, Widower, still wears the ring.
Personality: Fabios is a complicated individual, to say the least. An initially optimistic, idealistic and hopeful individual has with so much suffering been ground down to only some idealism. He is a person faithful to the Holy Light but with years this has been difficult to maintain. His sanity frays as time passes, his personality only held together by discipline and will without which he would have long since been a madman.

Though still a firm believer in honour, truth, justice and good the many experiences of the man have lended him some behaviours atypical for a Paladin. He is ever so slightly cynical and skeptical of almost all things he comes across. He is fearful of developing new relationships as simple as becoming friends with a comrade for fear he will once more lose that which he cherishes. Though a good person and speaker when needed he has become somewhat unsociable, keeping his inputs to himself unless truly necessary.
Habits: Minimal 2

• Indulging addiction
• Regimented Routine (Prayer, Hygiene, etc.)

Hobbies: Music (singing and flute), smithing.
Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged

• Futility of his existence/Loss of Purpose
• His beliefs proven lie
• His work/actions being undone

Likes: 6 minimal

• Drink
• Faith
• Justice
• Order
• Selfless Kindness
• Hard Work

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• The Horde
• Elves
• Goblins
• Pandaren
• Sin
• Treachery

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A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges

• Jack of all Arms: Quite simple, the combination of formal education and much experience in martial matters has lead him to become a good combatant with blades and firearms.
• Works of the Light: Fabios is has had many years as a Paladin, and while not a Priest he can call upon the Light for aid with reliable outcome.
• Languages: Human/Common, High Elven Thalassian, Dwarvish, basic Dranei and Darnassian.
• Mounted riding: Primarily horseback, but some experience with other alliance beasts like bears and gryphons.
• Marine Experience: Time with the Kul'Tiras Marines has lead him to be quite experienced in boat related matters.
• Speech: The Paladin is an excellent orator when such is needed.

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Type of Magic: Divine
Magic Specialization: Holy
Magic Examples:

• Holy Light: A burst of the Light heals whoever is in need.
• Divine Shield: The Paladin shielded by faith in the Light ignores whatever may be thrown at him.
• Devotion Aura: Proximity to the Paladin provides one with resistance to harm.
• Resurrection: Requiring much energy and time, even those who's hearts no longer beat rise to fight once more.
• Dispel Magic: Curses, Summoned Creatures and other works of magic are dispelled.
• Inner Fire: The receiver of the Inner Fire finds themselves stronger and harder of a warrior.

Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc

• Wedding Ring: Description
• Coin: Twenty Gold pieces, forty silver, sixty bronze.
• Apparel: Leather Jerkin, pants and furs.
• Backpack: Where most of his possessions are.

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items

• Two-handed Sword: Long and slightly curved, it has a good weighted edge to cut flesh and a tapered point to pierce with.
• Falchion: A thick blade, it is an excellent sidearm for it functions quite well by itself.
• Brace of Pistols: An unorthodox weapon for a Paladin it is a remnant of both his Kul'Tiran and Gilnean heritages.

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items

• Gambeson: A simple suit protecting a man from most attacks to some degree, and making the armour on top much more comfortable.
• Chainmail: The layer on top of the gambeson, this piece is far more protective though not the penultimate of the Paladin's protection.
• Full plate: From boota to a helmet, this will reliably stop arrows and blades, with luck even stopping bludgeonings and firearms.

Animals: Only himself.

Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling

• Ammunition: Pistols can't fire if dirty or lack cartridges, thus an abundance is carried.
• Water: One smaller waterskin alongside a much larger one.
• Travelling Bread: With bits of cheese, meat, and other things baked in for nutrition.
• Stationery: Never know when you'll have to write something.
• Rope: Never know when you'll have to tie something too, eh?
• Matches: For when it's just too damn cold to rub sticks together.

Magical Items: Only 2 magical Items of some kind.

• Tome of Divinity: A blessed copy of the great work, this Holy Book both helps him maintain sanity and faith, while assisting him in using Divine powers in martial civils and martial alike.
• Circlet of Nobility: A band upon his forehead circling around.

Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions

• Greater Rejuvenation Potion: Restoring both the life and mana of the warrior it is quite a large drink.
• Lesser Rejuvenation Potion (x4): A smaller vial with the same rejuvenating brew.

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Childhood: In his development years the Paladin was raised to have an appreciation for the post-natural be it arcane or divine, and was instilled with base values like respect, order, selflessness, faith, kindness, and similar things. He worked in his Father's small merchant company which gave him much interest in sailing, but ultimately he found more in common with the Marines and Chaplains than Sailors and Captains. It was from here that his path into the Silver Hand began.
Adulthood: Though still a youngster by the life spans of knife ears he is a travelled, battered person. His adult life was uneventful until after joining the Knights of the Silver Hand. Upon becoming a Knight he served with the Kul'Tiras Marines before going to the mainland in pursuit of Holy deeds. He met his wife in Lordaeron and began a family, but this lull would not be for long.

The Paladin did the ordinary good works and fighting against thegreen skinned menace, until the arrival of the scourge. To this day he remembers vividly fighting under Arthas Menethil, even partaking in the razing of Strathholme. Though ultimately he partook in this to rescue his family that were present there, he still found justification for his actions impossible. In hopes of some atonement he at the last moment joined those who sailed to Kalimdor. There again he fought Orcs green and fel, only just swallowing his pride to eventually fight alongside them when ordered to.

Yet the tense cooperation was paled in contrast to when whilst serving under Duke Lionheart the humans were assaulted by strange elves and forest creatures. After so much blood of good men was shed and so much blood of the elves taken, the man again had to swallow much pride to fight alongside them, but once that was done he swiftly returned to Kul'Tiras.

There respite was not long, for Admiral Proudmore started a campaign against the Orcs and Fabios could do not but heed the call of duty. He fought and fought but despite his best efforts the betrayal by Jaina meant defeat was inevitable.

When it was revealed in the tally of those killed by the Orcs his wife was present, frustrations and furies flowed immeasurably. Seeing no more future in Kul'Tiras and Theramore the man went to the land he was born in, Gilneas.

His suffering could not be escaped however for the worgen curse came, afflicting folk left and right like a disease. Though he could help others in healing their injuries and fighting the beasts the man could not help himself, succumbing to the vile curse. He didn't know how much time passed until he was cured, but when he did the world was far more bleak. Many had died and once more the toll included his family and comrades. With nobody left in his life, he simply had to escape.

Special Moments: Moments of joy and pain are constantly interspersed in his memory and consciousness. The death of his wife to Orcs on the invasion of Kul'Tiras, or the discovery his son was killed by feral Worgen. His marriage and the birth of his son, his induction into the Silver Hand and the death of the heroic Admiral Proudmoore.
Current Events: Seeking refuge from his misery, the man came upon the Vortex and opens his eyes to a whole new setting.

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Character Quote: "The Crime: Your foul existence. The sentence: Death! "
Theme Song: HEALTH - Tears
Aura Color: [13644E] The depressive green of the early Kul'Tiras Marines.
Scent: Not much; weapon oil, aniseed, potentially sweat.
Anything Else: N/A