Sevaric Einar

Daggerwielding Water and Ice Mage

Severed, Tiny

Male

15

75 lbs.

4'

No hair, is lizard

Scales

Red

Lizardfolk

Darker Green

Lithe, scaly, and slim

Antisocial; naive; has a hiss to his voice since he can't control it yet

Finding a place where he can be accepted

Naive; Not good at anything other than what he was trained at

His own tribe

Heat Sense - can sense if a heat signature is different from a normal situation
Night Vision - can see in the dark like a regular person would daylight
Enchant Weapon - can heat and cool down his daggers at will, which will heat up or cool down the weapon's surroundings
Water Barrier - can summon up a water shield to be used for support purposes
Water Shackle - can summon shackles from the ground with properties of actual shackles and use them
Glass Shards - summons shards of ice that can be fired at another being, the shards have properties of glass
Sneak Attack - can more easily sneak up on others for attacks and/or just sneaking around
Thickened Blood - can cause a beings blood to slow/stop flowing

Anitsocial; timid

Is 15, normally stays out of them, but does not wish well for his tribe because his tribe are idealists

Dagger

Common

July 5th

Sevaric was a runt. It didn't matter how much he tried to fit in, his small stature always caused his own race to isolate him, call him a nobody, keep him out of town decisions. He was only a child but that didn't stop him from wanted to join in on things higher up in the town, and instead of rewarding his curiosity, the higher-ups reprimanded him. Called him too curious. Telling him he was just a child. It also didn't help that he was very small for his race, the adults calling him Tiny due to his stature and his peers calling him Severed due to the fact it looked like he had a severed body. He was not appreciated in his tribe.

One day, when he was sharpening his daggers, they heated up all of a sudden, causing Sevaric's hand to get burnt as he sharpened. After looking closer, he realized that his daggers had a weird essence of water coming from them. He was curious and decided to poke his own wrists to see what it would feel like. The water rushed into his body, finding it's way through his bloodstream and giving him the water and ice powers he has. He didn't know he had them at first, slowly figuring out he had them by trial and error (and the occasional breaking of a desk in his room), but he never really wanted to use them.

That is, until he figured out about the outside world. Even though he was just a child, the lure of the outside world called him. Wanted him. Even better, it wanted his powers. Good or evil, who knows. It just wanted him to use them. Running away from his tribe, he shot into his homeland, not realizing what trails outside life entailed.