I apologize beforehand if it ain't too great Name: Avon the 'Inversed Prophet'
Age: 21
Magic:
Is a passive magic that he has acquired. It allows him to heal from fatal woulds indefinitely so long as he can supply himself with the magic power to do so. He is also able to regrow limbs, endure blood loss, and generally survive what would certainly kill anyone else. He is also able to use his magic to temporarily strengthen his body so that he may take more hits before his skin can get punctured and his bones break. As of now he is unable to strengthen his muscles to hit harder or move faster, only make things more durable so he won't need to spend as much magic power to recreate/heal them.
I know how it sounds so im willing to completely change it at anytime
Magic Level: B
History:
Was raised in a family of magicians who lived as simple fishermen and practiced their magic in secret. His family's purpose during the anti-magician era was simple; don't forget, don't lose, and carry on the way of magic. However, this was not as easy as they hoped for the magic of their kind. For them, learning their body-alteration magic required hours upon hours of practice to learn how to perform it properly. And this was not the time Avon had. For his father, who had taught him everything he knew about the copy magic of the Hekatonkheire, was never there to help him learn how to apply it. And Avon's mother knew much less then him or his father did on it due to her lack of skill and motivation. About two months before his actual practice sessions began, Avon's father died of age. With a mother who had less knowledge of the arts then he did, and only a future in fishing that awaited him if he stayed home, Avon set out to find a way to learn the rest of his family's specialization and use it to help keep his family's pride alive.
However, Avon's journey was quite uneventful. For he only floated from town to town and moved based on rumors and such. As he followed the rumors he had heard he eventually came upon the doors of Pheonix Wing, which he hoped would be his saving grace.
Personality: Avon is full to the brim with both sarcasm and motivation. He doesn't take many topics seriously and only has a few set values that he really believes in. Although there are no values that he has found himself willing to die for. He isn't exactly always willing to put up a fight, and is a bit of a wuss. However, he is loyal and can be dependable in a non-combative situation and has no problems running day in and out for friends when the world and his 'quest' isn't weighing on his shoulders, though he will often try to sneak in a few snarky comments while performing said favors. However if the opportunity arrives for him to get what he wants arrives, and he might need to step on others to achieve his goal, he will do what he has to do.
Team Members: N/A
Three Strengths:
1. His regenerative properties.
2. Good at gathering food in the wild
3. Has a little experience with 'parkour'.
Three Weaknesses:
1. Only as strong as the average man.
2. Not very loyal.
3. No real combative experience or value, other then being a ragdoll.
Greatest Love: The First town he visited while journeying, however he is never able to recall its name.
Motivation: To master his family's magic and pass it on to those who he deems to be worthy and willing.
Additional Details: He knows everything he needs to know about his family, but has no training on how to grow extra limbs, alter his size, and ect.
Has no proper training to use thesword, and has rarely actually ever brought himself to draw it. Carries it mostly as a decoration due to his lack of talent with fighting with it for the most part. However, the blade is not at all dull. Same goes for the dagger!