Connor Reed
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human Warlock
Powers/Skills: Ice Magic
Crush: None
Relationship: None
Personality: Connor tends to keep to himself and observe the world around him rather than participate. He's perceptive in all manners that don't involve his own emotions or others' feelings toward him. While he rarely takes the initiative to get to know someone, the friends he does have would say he's rather charismatic, but doesn't talk about himself much. He's insatiably curious, and can often be found reading books and articles on his current obsession.
History: Normal family. Normal childhood. Normal friends. Normal school. Normal life. Connor grew bored with his average suburban middle-class existence and started dabbling in ancient magic courtesy of a creepy tome he discovered in the public library. All he intended to do was perform a ritual to invoke snow so that he could get a couple days off school, but he ended up calling upon a minor god of winter instead. He was gifted with control over ice and cold, but all gifts from gods come with a price, and now he's an errand boy for an ancient deity.