Name: Loki Terrise
Nickname: N/A
Age: 17
Race: Meister
Appearance:
Background: Loki grew up on the streets, without a mother or a father. It seems his mother had been a meister herself, and his father…well, he was a weapon, but he had been corrupted by madness…and killed himself, his mother...went missing not long after. Of course, he learned street smarts, which means he learned how to survive by any means possible. But, eventually he was caught, since he had to steal to survive, and he was given a chance to continue living free, by becoming a meister himself, following in his mothers foot steps.
Even after being at the academy for a few months he has yet to find a weapon of his own, finding that no one is quite compatible with him yet. Instead he studies and trains almost all day, using normal weapons to practise, simply waiting for his partner to show up. knowing full well that it is quite possible that no one will be able to match their wave lengths with him, meaning no compatibility at all.
Abilities: Soul Resonance, Soul menace and soul perception.
He’s very agile and moves with faster speed than the average human, without any help from spells and such. He’s extremely flexible and his movements are quick and precise, never wasting anytime he has to attack.
Likes: Taking walks, roof hopping, dark chocolate, sports, training, fighting.
Dislikes: death, witches, madness, being caged, overly sweet things, bright neon colors.
Personality: He’s rather quiet and well… mysterious in a sense. Only his partner can tell what he is thinking, and most of the time he seems to be distant and cold. Though towards friends he may still be distant, he at least speaks his mind and helps other out. Basically, he’s like an untrusting lone wolf.
Height: 5”11
Weight: 143 Lbs
Hobbies/skills: Fighting, hunting, reading, practicing soul resonance, harnessing new skills, racing, things like that.
