TentacleLord

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

I didn't notice the first time, I've added it.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

TwilightDragon said
Do you want to skip after I post, Kan?And sure, there's room for one more person.

Would a character such as this be deemed acceptable?

Username: TentacleLord

Name: Logan

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Birthday: March 5th

Class: Dark Mage

Allied to?: The ones who promise him the best experience.

Weapons:
-Dying Blaze(Looks to be falling apart.)
-Mire
-Thunder

Clothing: The basic clothing of one of Plegia's dark mages, adorned with a large coat for colder climates.

Appearance: Skinny and pale, with dark shaggy hair that falls past his chin, with the back usually tied up. Behind his thick bangs lie sharp, exceptionally focused eyes, their dark color nearly indistinguishable from that of his hair. Upon Logan's forehead(usually kept well hidden behind the hair) is a tattoo that stretches across his face, wherein three eyes of Grima stare outward, etched in a vivid purple. More such tattoos mar his pale body, one running down each limb and a large, complex tattoo stretching across his back.
Overall Picture:


Forehead Tattoos:


Personality: A seeker of knowledge. Is overactive in this pursuit, coming across as almost forceful in if something piques his interest. Easily swayed with the promise of new things to examine and learn. Turns hostile when refused or spurned away from people or things of interest, giving no head to himself or others. Treats everything he comes across as an experiment. While not ashamed of his past, doesn't like speaking about it(More specifically his tattoos) as it usually ruins any first impressions that could be made.

Biography: The young Logan was born in Plegia, in a dark temple that once housed thousands of the cultists of Grima. It was a dark place, lonely, with about thirty hopeless worshipers of the fell dragon wishing furiously in for their god to reawaken once more. The leader of the small band, an especially devout Grimleal, took it upon herself to make sure that Logan would be able to support the next bearer of the Fell Blood as the future of the failing religion. As soon as the youngest addition to the cultists was able to talk, he was told to join in on the rituals, both arcane and physical, and to offer his body and soul to Grima so that the dark god would stalk the land once more.

Years past before anything brought change to Logan's cramped world. Upon his "true" ascension into the ranks of the Grimleal (A ritual that permanently carved the marks of Grima onto his skin) the young man was taken outside to see the horrors that the "heroes" of Naga had wrought. As his escort swayed and moaned, pointing to the hated light and the 'twisted, hateful, living creatures' the would-be cultist felt only a disturbing amount of interest in this thing that his 'family' feared. The temple was boring, with the people inside speaking worn-out phrases of hate and despair over and over, with only the darkness and the damp for company. Logan's decision was as set in stone as the words the priests of Grima recited. He began to plot to escape, taking renewed interest in the dark magic that his people constantly used, dissecting weapons and tools in order to slate his thirst for knowledge, taking to exploring by himself in order to find the best way to navigate the dark corridors of what was once his home, and now his prison.

It would be another full year before Logan made his move. After making sure he had soaked up as much information as he could from his surroundings, the young man slipped away in the early hours of the morning, bearing powerful tomes and the most unique items he could get his hands on. His escape was quick as it was clean, with nary an alarm raised nor a swift arrow to the spine. For the first time in his life, Logan was able to go where he pleased. Unfortunately for him, that meant to the nearest roadway, where he was promptly and swiftly reported to the local authorities for his obvious affiliation with Grima.

After confirming that the young man with the vibrant tattoos and the clothes of a dark mage didn't mean death to the living and the resurrection of the bearers of the Fell Blood(Mostly because the guards didn't want to upset a magi), the guards of the area reluctantly let him go, informing Logan that it wasn't wise to flaunt his markings if he was going to make it in the world. He took the words to heart as he left the city, before vanishing into the barren Plegian landscape for a time. He appeared in towns randomly, usually with more than a few scrapes and bruises. As his hair grew out, the questions about his origins faded away and he began to explore the people he had been warned about. Logan found that the more he asked questions, the more information he got, and the better questions he could ask. The young man began to feel the interest that spurned him to escape from his old life burn more and more as he discovered new things, and found unique ways to discover. He began to obsessively collect things that were viewed as rare, and dismiss any care for personal safety. He took on jobs that nearly killed him for a chance to see something that no-one else had, and began to spread out his searches even more.

He heard of the purge that the current Exalt of Ylisse was performing, and began to search for something that promised to soon not be of this world: The Shepards.

Quirk: Will eat absolutely anything once.

Strengths: Intelligence, inquisitiveness.

Weaknesses: Lacks common sense. Will opt to go for rarity rather than function, and is greedy to a fault when it comes to discovering new things.

Likes: Knowledge, magic, tomes, rare things, interesting people, discovery, honesty, puzzles, hot weather, experiences of all sorts, life, death, sweet food, and observation

Dislikes: Liars, anti-intellectualism, people asking him questions, boring people, pain, damp places, cold weather, the Grimleal(only the cultists, he's fine with Grima)

Romantic Interest: None, but he's open to new experiences.

Other: "We've heard nothing from home, what harm could a little reckless besieging cause?"

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

A question. Is this role-play accepting new characters at this time?