Name:Tiberius Winter
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:
Thats what he LOOKS like, but he wears:
Profession: Revolutionist
Personality: Tiberius is a rough, cold man with a somewhat contradictory mindset. He is somewhat arrogant, though not extremely, and is very proud of his humanity, although he doesn't have a superiority complex regarding his race. Usually, he's somewhat patient with most people, and is generally decent in his own gruff way even when he doesn't like someone. But he
will get very angry if provoked, and that is a sight to see. He absolutely HATES decadence, and believes that nobility and monarchies are flawed.
Equipment/Weapons: He's always got a singlehanded longsword and a disarming knife, usually used together in a dual wield, although he usually never uses them
Abilities: He's a athletic man, with a long stamina and great running speed. He's okay with sword fighting, but mostly depends on his magic, for which he tries to find innovative methods of usability
Brief Backstory: Tiberius Winter, illegitimate son of two high class humans having an affair, Tiberius was always entirely ignored, thought to never exist. His parents took him in, but only so that the rest of the nobility could not use his existence in the constant political war all states go through. He was unloved, and unlike most children in such a cliche position, was alright with it. He wasn't angsty about it, as he had come to hate his parents methods. They were decadent, and cared for nothing other than their own status and food. He, over time, came to not only hate them, but murderously hate their entire lifestyle.
It escalated to such a point that his parent began to become more criminal than politician, which was something that horrified him. He was son and member of a group of CRIMINALS? He, convinced that it was for the greater good, killed them, and burnt their house down. Then, over a span of fifteen years, brought down the corrupt kingship and nobility, and established a democratic socialist country. During this time of upheaval, he began to acquire tools for his now-to-soon-become trade. He learnt the way of magic from a couple of his fellow revolutionists and some books
acquired from some foreign merchants, although it was a very small time, and his capabilities were small. But, as time went along, his powers and learning progressed. But even till date, he never learnt full mastery
At the end of the entire road, when he had finally accomplished his job, he could not bring himself to accept the fame that people wished to give him. He believed himself to be unfit to rule in any way, being too cold hearted and active.
He then proceeded to leave his city of birth, and travel around the world, in search of a better place to reside in. Over these travels, he had instigated two revolutions, both of which he left due to his lack of purpose. But when he arrived in Karstburg on a slight vacation, he had an epiphany. Just simply being a tool of the masses in cities was not enough. He decided that he would create an organized international union, something that would finally create a better world, faster, and in a less violent way. He'd make this..... organization, and christen it the "Guild Of Freedom". And its birthplace would be Karstburg, a city he felt to be peaceful and populous, therefore a good starting place for it
Magic Name: Electron Control
Magic Description: The user is capable of controlling the movement and physical make-up of electrons, or for a better, more understandable explanation, control of electricity, and its by-product of the electromagnetic force. He does so by pure force of will and thought, although SOME physical movement is required. This is a relatively easy to create magic, requiring little energy from its user, except to instigate the change, thanks to the abundance of atomic particles (Duh, we're made of them). However, the weird part about this control is the lack of ability to use the electron control to change the fundamental make up of the universe and the actual atoms, thereby making matter conversion impossible.
Alright, I'll be honest. Bios are the thing I hate, mostly. In an RP, I always do terribly on apps, but I can assure you that I RP FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR better.
I have a couple of examples at my disposal, which I'd be happy to show if asked of me.