Name: Lamb
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: No wings, this is just a reference image. He stands at around 5'5, with white hair. His clothes, skin, and hair are covered in dirt. He looks worn out, tired, and malnourished. His eyes have the constant look of being empty and done with the world, though they don't match his outward attitude. His clothes are tattered, full out cuts and holes. His only piece of untorn clothing is an animal hide coat.
History: What would you do if you were born to die? if your only purpose was to be torn away from the world for something that someone else believed in? Lamb. That is what they called me. It was more of a cruel joke than anything. I had no real name. No real purpose. Just die. 16 years to waste away. That is what I did. I spent 16 years locked in a cell, wasting away. I was always on the brink of death, though they kept me in working physical condition. The village of San' Gredielle. A village devoted to the worship of Oyashiro, a god that required sacrifices raised from birth for this purpose. I was one of these, obviously. It was my 16th day of birth when they placed me on the altar to die. I didn't want to die. When the priest brought down the dagger, I struggled it from his grasp, and cut down anyone who got in my way. Oh god, why? Why couldn't I just have let it end? Now I'm here, with no purpose, no reason, no way back.
Personality: Lamb is hopeless. He regrets everything, but at the same time, he doesn't. He could have died. He is a battlefield of despair and emotional conflict, though, to everyone, his voice seems shaky, yet rather happy. He seems like a normal kid with a rather disturbed expression. He is in an unstable place, in a terrible location for someone who is done with the world.
You Have Five Points To Spend
Strength:7
Defense:5
Speed:8
Free:0
Would you like to use Magic?:
yes
Abilities: You can only choose three
Basic Block
Basic Dark
Basic Flee
Starter Weapons/Gear
Knife, or rather, the same cursed dagger that was meant to kill him in the ritual sacrifice. It is latched to his person by the curse. It will never leave his person, and it is the only thing keeping him from starvation.
Any armor? No, just the tattered clothes/ the coat on his back.
The Dagger: The dagger is made primarily of a black metal, and has an etching of an eye closer to the handle. The weapon is double edged, with a sharp point, and more of a triangular shape, meant for stabbing and cutting.