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About
Yup. This is me. If you don't know me, feel free to make up any details you wish. If you do know me, well, that sorta kills the element of mystery.More information, you say? Well, I like storytelling in all it's forms. I write. I read. I RP. I listen extensively to music, and I have an unfortunate fondness for anime/manga. I dislike J-pop, cruelty, and Nazis.
I think that covers all the basics.
As far as avatars go, I have one character. He's appeared in at least one story and one RP so far, so I've changed him a little bit. If you know the old Darius, expect something different here.
Avatar Description: Darius is 5'11'' with black hair and green eyes. He usually wears plain, common clothes with a black cape. A bulging leather bag hangs from his belt and a single sheathed dagger is strapped to his right leg.
Avatar History: He was orphaned at an early age and taken in by a quiet, old couple in the city. As a child, Darius was shy and withdrawn. He had tutors, but rarely friends. For this reason, no one noticed Darius' developing gifts.
When he was twelve, Darius' adoptive parents passed away in their sleep. Their story was later made into a romantic tale by those who knew them, describing how they left the world at the same time so as to be together. The young child cared little for this. He felt lonely in the old, weathered house. His parents had left him a small fortune, but it was hardly a substitute for them.
At the age of thirteen, Darius bought his way into a private academy. He isolated himself from the other students and studied hard, graduating at the age of seventeen with a head full of knowledge and no practical skills. It was late for him to start an apprenticeship, but his money had been exhausted by the school. Left with no other alternative, Darius became a doctor's apprentice.
At the age of eighteen, Darius was left to watch over a sickbed while his master spoke with the patient's family. Before Darius' eyes, the patient passed away. Instead of just expiring, however, a wisp of light rose up from the man and asked angrily where it was. Darius, confused, answered. When his master came back up the stairs, he found Darius speaking to the air over a dead man. This terrified him, and he immediately revoked Darius' apprenticeship.
Hurt, perplexed, and on his own, Darius turned to his half-learned medical abilities to make a living. He wandered from town to town treating patients and occasionally honing his gift. By the time he turned two decades old, Darius was a wandering orphan, mediocre doctor, and budding necromancer.
Okay, that's about it. If you want any more character information than that, I'll write you a book.
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