Name:
Dion Frederick
Alias/Title:
None
Race:
Human
Age:
15
Appearance
Weapon Appearance:
Weapon Name:
Alexander
Weapon Description:
Alex is one of many toys people will see in combat, but is the one that you will see the most as it is Dion's oldest and most favourite toy. Dion will use his magic and fill the toy with life, but the imagery will change and instead of a soft cuddly toy, he would be a ferocious beast.
Combat Abilities: I would say he uses dark magic, like he uses the darkness to fill his toys with life and well fight for him. He is quite fast too but not strong so he stays away from close combat. He has a lot of magic points to spend in combat, so it can take a while for him to run out, how ever once you corner him he can't do much. In a party he is good, as he can give you a lot of additional support and time. He is a hit and run type, he is not just quick to escape fate, but also quick at setting up his toys.
Non-Combat Abilities: He is good stitching things together such as clothes, this skill he learnt from mending his own toys. He can also clean very well and cook small things.
Personality:
Dion seems like a quiet individual, he is no mute, nor is he silent. He just speaks when he feels like, whenever he is bored or not occupied that is when he will say something, or if he is spoken to. He is very stubborn and will rarely listen to anyone. He is actually very caring when you become close with him, when you are so close he will start to treat you as he does his toys, protecting you and cherishing you like his own and not letting anyone take you away, risking his life and future for you. But it also has a downside, meaning that he will be very selfish and won't let you out of his sight, or let you find love.
History: At the age of the ten, Dion was taken as a slave from his island and all that was left as a memory of it was his stuffed lion. He was taken for the magic potential he had as a lot of people have high magical focus on the island he came from, it was this the slavers were after. For two years the slaves had to put up with it, each month passed and one would die of suicide, or die of being pushed to their limit. Watching the numbers of his people get lesser and lesser was upsetting for him, but he bared it, he just kept quiet and did what he did. He would soon accept his fate on the ship of dreams, as they went from island to island, port to port. His magic got stronger as he had to endure 2 days practice every week, they took it easy on him because he was a child, but as he got older they started to increase the number of days he had to practice.
When he got to the age of 14 he had no ambition to escape the ship unlike the other people who still lived. He was well fed and still breathed, maybe not the best of foods, but that he was grateful for. His memories were still sewn together, as long as his toy didn't leave his hands then he was perfectly content with what would happen to him, just as long as his toy didn't leave his hands. The rainy days he would sit up on the deck and watch the moon and stars come out with his toy soldiers, the captain was somewhat a good man for buying him many things, after all he watched him for 4 years, one could say it was a little feeling of bond. However one night those feelings would soon be proven to be temporary as on that night the bond was written to be make believe, the slaves tried to escape and died due to Dion's desire of wanting to stay on the ship, he wouldn't move, nor would he cooperate with them.
The captain would stand out and take them out without any hesitation, his pistol exhaling smoke as if had a cigar in its pipe. The captain would then blame Dion for their deaths, for him not doing anything to stop or going with them, so he would smack him with the back of the pistol, but Dion would not react, even when captain spat on him and called him hurtful names, and kick him, Dion just wouldn't react even though he felt the hurt inside, he would endure it. But then the captain did something he'd regret.
Stepping over to the young boy, he would reap the toy from his hands forcefully, then rip the left arm off. Dion eyes widened with rage and hostility as he ran and pushed the captain away, the shock of his reaction caused the captain to fall over, as Dion grabbed his toy, he would use his magic to try and fix it, but instead it brought it to life, and like that was captain was in pieces. The only thing Dion could do was run, run far away no matter what. He couldn't swim far, but he ran all the way to an empty farm, there he repaired his toy and there he slept nights. His food was stolen as he went into the market place and would hide apples underneath his coat.
People have sometimes saw him playing with his toy on the steps of the old farm house and don't question it at all. Practicing his magic had also became a habit and somehow a hobby, he used it to bring his toys to life for a year, he had somehow mange to get better at it, and then realized he could use it in more than one toy, however the concentration level is high for that meaning he can't use two toys for long.
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KiltMan, you magnificent bastard. I'll read your book!
Honestly, it seems copy-pasted from an entirely different setting (especially w/o mention of the Fracturing).
It isn't all negative, Lion. 
