Nickname: Othello, Hellion, Sky, Dreamer
Age: ....55,000 summers
Race: Pegasus
Classes taught: None, He's the Event Planner
Position: Seme...
Abilities: (oh boy here we go)
Offense~ Feather Dance: can use the feathers of his wings as throwing knives. Though these suckers will have a few extra additions in the form of light spells or even holy energy.
~Light Magic: Very proficient in Light Magic Attacks...so don't piss him off
~Sky Sword: using a sword made from storm clouds he controls lighting and can use the blade very well. This sword also gives him limited control over the weather and he uses it either with or without a weather condition backing it.
Defensive~ Sky Barrier: Using concentrated wind currents he forms an air bubble around himself as a shield.
~Light Barrier: same concept as the Sky Barrier, but only with fractured Light as the shield.
~Illusions: using Light Magic he can cast an illusion of whatever he wants.
~Invisible: again, using Light Magic can turn himself and others invisible.
Support~ Healing: He can heal minor wounds and small sicknesses, he will never heal something which is fatal and refuses to do so as it will put him at Death's Door. He an't up for playing 'Ding-Dong Ditch' with that Door either...
~Tracking: Can track others using their Soul's Light, once he's seen it once.
~Boosting: He can boost the weakest power of others if they request it of him.
Personal~ Death's Sight: He can see the soul's light of a person. Through this he can tell if a person is evil or not...Death marks the evil souls for hell once they've gone past that point of no return.
~Shifting: Can shift from a Human to a Pegasus and a halfway form which looks like an Angel.
Special features: He actually has a jewel (its a lighting ridge opal) in the center of his forehead in all forms which shows his status among the Pegasus as a member of their Royal Herd.
Personality: Othellion is...complicated. He reacts a varied amount of ways to certain things, but one thing is constant. If you do anything violent around him...he will not hesitate to pin your a** and make your head spin. He is currently going through depression and looks for ways to cheer himself up. Once his depression lift's you will see a complete turn around...
Othellion is highly attuned to his surroundings normally talking with a animal one way or another as is his species nature. He adores children and rarely lets a chance go by to spoil them in some way. He always cherishes whoever his partner is at that point in time, no matter what they feel about him. He does have a high protective streak which usually has him coming off as a control freak, when really all he wants to keep those he cares about safe. He can be dense, but not when he finds something that he really wants to know more of.
Crush: None yet...
Bio: Othellion was born as the smallest colt to his Father; the Pegasus King, Herdmaster of the Royal Herd, one of the Lords of the Skies, Master Guardian of Children's Souls and one of the Seven Dukes of the Heavenly Outer Circle. Even with all those titles Othellion knows he won't get even a fraction of his Father's Political Power. He does however hold a few titles of his own; Twilight Guardian of Children's Souls, 27th Prince of the Pegasus and Divine Envoy for the Outer Circle of Heaven. He spent many hours traveling among the light children of some of Heaven's best agents. He befriended a young Moon Dragon and the two taught each other many things. Their friendship grew and Othellion met a Tribesmen to his friend, seemingly falling in love with the other. It was a long romance...lasted 15,000 years (without sex might I add), then the lover decided they were better as friends.
Othellion didn't slip into depression because of that, oh no...it was some time after he and his friend rescued a young naga did he really get his heart broken. His former beloved...the one he turly wanted to rekindle things with and have little hybrid hatchlings...mated, for life, with another. Othellion was shocked and then broken when the beloved had told him that the Pegasus was "too stoic" and "never was his type anyways"...Othellion withdrew and fled into the Skies. He hears Ulrick's Call and thinking something has happened with his young naga friend flies to his side...not knowing what awaits him...
Picture: Current Form due to his Depression
His Pegasus Form
His Hal-way Form/ Mistaken for an Angel
His Human Form
