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Basic Information

Name: Dion Miachaelson

Age: 16

Height: 172 cm

Species: Elf-demigod (descendant of the god of healing, medicine and fertility)

Academic Information

Level: Beginner

Current Classes:
-->OTW101 (Incantations)
-->ELM103 (Practical Elementalism)
-->PTS102 (Herb potions/OTW104)

Passed Classes: -

Experience: -

Personal Information

Likes: Books, nature or anything natural/elemental, forest/herb magic, most creatures (cats, unicorns, pixies, faeries, etc.)

Dislikes: Teasing, cheating, physical abuse, secrets, comparison to others, being forced to do things, crowded areas, being the center of attention

Fears: The creatures in the dark, being hurt, being alone

Goals: Find out the proper uses of healing herbs, excel in earthly or natural magic

Personality: Dion’s a playful person, as well as adventurous, but he’s awkward and nervous/shy when talking to non-animal/magical creatures, especially those who he’s not familiar with. He can get very protective towards the people he truly cares for. He’s quite blunt to people he’s closer to. He likes to show his modest and humble side, but he’s actually very competitive and he’s determined to reach the highest level of whatever he feels he isn’t yet. Although he couldn’t phrase his words properly or when he’s wrong in the first place, especially in an argument, he refuses to back down on any condition and supports what he believes in.

History: Dion was born as both an elf and a demigod, as his mother is a descendant of Airmid (daughter of Dian Cecht, the god of healing and medicine) whereas his father is one of the lead healer and forest-specialist of his Elven tribe. His mother was one of the most talented descendants, as she was able to do most things Dian Cecht can, and she taught him in her spare time. He would practice elemental magic with water mostly, and was able to form little droplets of water from the air around him, supposing there was humidity. He explored the forest with his father to learn the forest itself as well as different plants and its uses. He was born imperfect, nevertheless, with a defect that causes his face to look somewhat girly, and that his body would stop aging when he comes of age. Although those defects aren’t considered such a bad thing, the fact that he was born without a left arm is not a very comforting fact. His mother, trained and gifted as she is, was able to create a liquid-like, translucent-blue prosthetic for it, which if it was harmed, it would grow back.
His parents are very secretive to him on why he is taught these things instead of going hunting with the rest of the children, who often bullies him. As he knows very little skill in fighting, he couldn’t defend himself, but as he learns healing magic, he’s able to leave harmless most of the time. He believes that they were protecting him from the dangers of battling with weapons, especially since he has experienced it before. At the age of 10, he went to the forest, oblivious to the fact that his bullies planned to ambush him. When he reached the lakeside, he found himself surrounded, and pushed around. One of the older bullies brought several weapons that they planned to use on him. They tied him on a cross, and tortured him through various ways. His struggles were useless, as he doesn’t have much strength. They perched the cross upon some trees and tried to use him as a live dartboard, and one person accidentally chopped his right arm off with an ax. They ran away, afraid of being caught, and left him alone there. Fortunately, at dusk, several of his Pixie friends came out and helped to bring him to his mother. Her mother was scared something might happen to him, knowing that he is completely defenseless, and the fact that he was still very young (and looked very much like a girl) caused her to worry even more. When the Pixies delivered Dion to his home, his mother created for him a silver hand and arm, with jointed fingers and a flexible wrist, similar to the one Dian Cecht created for his brother. However, this version helped increase power and strength to his right arm, for extra precaution.
While going deep into the forest at 13, he bumped into the fairy king, Oberon, in a case where he was very ill. Knowing some herbs and magic that can heal fevers, he helped healing the fairy king, which granted him the opportunity to find out any secret. His parents never revealed the family history, mentioning it was too young for him to know, so he wished to know about it. Turns out, if his family name dies out before all the herbs are classified according to benefit and use, Dian himself, from his jealousy of even his children being more talented, and his army of the dead kinsmen he returned to life will bring chaos upon the Forest. Then he tried to ask the centaurs and other creatures of the Forest that might help him recover more of his past, only to find out that he is a reincarnation of Airmid herself. He has been determined to study herbology and elementalism ever since, and seeks academies that will aid him in his task, stumbling upon Otherworlde.

Misc. Information:

His reactions are often girly and he doesn’t really think before acting it out, unless his life, or another’s, depends on it.

He likes to keep several important healing-herbs, a flask of healing water, and a swiss-army knife.

He’s a very awkward person, especially to people he doesn’t know quite well.

His family’s traits are alike to Dian Cechts’ as they’re all easily tempered and easily jealous, and they are gifted healers as well as crafters. However, Dion is able to keep his emotions to himself, and is quite talented in water-bending, but not such a craftsman.

He feels more comfortable in areas with the elements present (e.g. in lakes, forests, etc.)

When he’s bored, he practices his craftmaking by carving figurines of forest creatures.

His arms are both prosthetic. His right arm is of silver, and has enhanced strength and power, whereas his left hand is blue-translucent, and liquid-like that enhances his craftsmanship as well as some skill for water-bending.

He has several defects, including: He has girlish features on his face as well as his actions, and his person will stop aging once he comes of age.

Roleplay Information

Chatroom Availability: Weekends (Friday evening to Sunday evening) and other times wherein there are no school assignments to be done

IM Availability: I’m usually always online in Skype,

Script Sample:
Dion: *Flipping over dog-eared pages filled with images and descriptions of various plants, he tries to find which page he left off. Was it fungi or truffles? I remember reading about parts of fungi and its applications...* *He flinches as he hears faint noises of footsteps disturb the sanctity of the grass behind him. The footsteps came to a halt, as he hears the familiar voice of her mother, calling out his name, apparently looking for him for yet another afternoon lecture about water bending.* *Is it really noon already? I thought I had no activities for today. Sighing, Dion hesitated for a split second whether or not to reply to the call. Reluctantly closing the book, he stood up, and opened the secret door he carved on a couple of large trees, which served as a small shelf where he keeps most of his personal belongings, like books.* *Closing the “door”, he steps out from the confinement of the large trees which served as a shelter for him when visiting the Faeries, still wondering why he required water bending. He hears a couple more footsteps running to him, and several voices calling out to him, while his mother continues to shout for him, her voice getting softer as she walks away towards the waterfall in the distance. Damn, I was promised the Faeries I’d learn Faerie magic today... That can wait till tomorrow, I guess... He looked back to see several blue figures in the water asking him to enter, but he waves and mouths, “Tomorrow. Lessons,” turning to the direction where his mother’s voice calls out for him, and started sprinting.*

Paragraph Sample:
. Dion strolled through the path he’d walked through countless times, where he memorized every nook and cranny, every rock and tree of the path. He can hear a faint crashing sound of the waterfall he was heading to. Imagining as if he was there already, he anticipated it even more. Knee deep in the cool water, within the hidden cave behind the waterfall he would sit, talking to the nereids, carving little statuettes of the creatures of the forest, or let them teach him a little more about materializing water out of the vapour in the air, or basic water bending. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, as he thought, This summer is warmer than it usually is... Maybe I should swim as well... Maybe after I finish practicing... Those pesky water spirits will end up pulling me in, anyway... They always do. He chuckles slightly as the thundering sound of the waterfall gets louder with each step he takes closer to it. He can already see the waterfall in the distance, with its water split in the middle like a parted curtain, revealing the cave within, nereids perched upon the stones. Those nereids, always having to open the passage for me... If only I’m strong enough to split the waterfall by myself, he thought. I hope I’m not very troublesome to them, making them have to do this from me every time I visit... Not to mention the trouble they have to go to by teaching me water bending...

Description
Updated App:
Hopefully I'll get accepted to ~~!!!!!
Here's the fav.me/d5fet7a to the original image~~~!!!! Open it... if you dare (?)

Basic Information

Name: Dion Miachaelson

Age: 16

Height: 172 cm

Species: Elf-demigod (descendant of the god of healing, medicine and fertility)

Academic Information

Level: Beginner

Current Classes:
-->OTW101 (Incantations)
-->ELM103 (Practical Elementalism)
-->PTS102 (Herb potions/OTW104)

Passed Classes: -

Experience: -

Personal Information

Likes: Books, nature or anything natural/elemental, forest/herb magic, most creatures (cats, unicorns, pixies, faeries, etc.)

Dislikes: Teasing, cheating, physical abuse, secrets, comparison to others, being forced to do things, crowded areas, being the center of attention

Fears: The creatures in the dark, being hurt, being alone

Goals: Find out the proper uses of healing herbs, excel in earthly or natural magic

Personality: Dion’s a playful person, as well as adventurous, but he’s awkward and nervous/shy when talking to non-animal/magical creatures, especially those who he’s not familiar with. He can get very protective towards the people he truly cares for. He’s quite blunt to people he’s closer to. He likes to show his modest and humble side, but he’s actually very competitive and he’s determined to reach the highest level of whatever he feels he isn’t yet. Although he couldn’t phrase his words properly or when he’s wrong in the first place, especially in an argument, he refuses to back down on any condition and supports what he believes in.

History: Dion was born as both an elf and a demigod, as his mother is a descendant of Airmid (daughter of Dian Cecht, the god of healing and medicine) whereas his father is one of the lead healer and forest-specialist of his Elven tribe. His mother was one of the most talented descendants, as she was able to do most things Dian Cecht can, and she taught him in her spare time. He would practice elemental magic with water mostly, and was able to form little droplets of water from the air around him, supposing there was humidity. He explored the forest with his father to learn the forest itself as well as different plants and its uses. He was born imperfect, nevertheless, with a defect that causes his face to look somewhat girly, and that his body would stop aging when he comes of age. Although those defects aren’t considered such a bad thing, the fact that he was born without a left arm is not a very comforting fact. His mother, trained and gifted as she is, was able to create a liquid-like, translucent-blue prosthetic for it, which if it was harmed, it would grow back.
His parents are very secretive to him on why he is taught these things instead of going hunting with the rest of the children, who often bullies him. As he knows very little skill in fighting, he couldn’t defend himself, but as he learns healing magic, he’s able to leave harmless most of the time. He believes that they were protecting him from the dangers of battling with weapons, especially since he has experienced it before. At the age of 10, he went to the forest, oblivious to the fact that his bullies planned to ambush him. When he reached the lakeside, he found himself surrounded, and pushed around. One of the older bullies brought several weapons that they planned to use on him. They tied him on a cross, and tortured him through various ways. His struggles were useless, as he doesn’t have much strength. They perched the cross upon some trees and tried to use him as a live dartboard, and one person accidentally chopped his right arm off with an ax. They ran away, afraid of being caught, and left him alone there. Fortunately, at dusk, several of his Pixie friends came out and helped to bring him to his mother. Her mother was scared something might happen to him, knowing that he is completely defenseless, and the fact that he was still very young (and looked very much like a girl) caused her to worry even more. When the Pixies delivered Dion to his home, his mother created for him a silver hand and arm, with jointed fingers and a flexible wrist, similar to the one Dian Cecht created for his brother. However, this version helped increase power and strength to his right arm, for extra precaution.
While going deep into the forest at 13, he bumped into the fairy king, Oberon, in a case where he was very ill. Knowing some herbs and magic that can heal fevers, he helped healing the fairy king, which granted him the opportunity to find out any secret. His parents never revealed the family history, mentioning it was too young for him to know, so he wished to know about it. Turns out, if his family name dies out before all the herbs are classified according to benefit and use, Dian himself, from his jealousy of even his children being more talented, and his army of the dead kinsmen he returned to life will bring chaos upon the Forest. Then he tried to ask the centaurs and other creatures of the Forest that might help him recover more of his past, only to find out that he is a reincarnation of Airmid herself. He has been determined to study herbology and elementalism ever since, and seeks academies that will aid him in his task, stumbling upon Otherworlde.

Misc. Information:

His reactions are often girly and he doesn’t really think before acting it out, unless his life, or another’s, depends on it.

He likes to keep several important healing-herbs, a flask of healing water, and a swiss-army knife.

He’s a very awkward person, especially to people he doesn’t know quite well.

His family’s traits are alike to Dian Cechts’ as they’re all easily tempered and easily jealous, and they are gifted healers as well as crafters. However, Dion is able to keep his emotions to himself, and is quite talented in water-bending, but not such a craftsman.

He feels more comfortable in areas with the elements present (e.g. in lakes, forests, etc.)

When he’s bored, he practices his craftmaking by carving figurines of forest creatures.

His arms are both prosthetic. His right arm is of silver, and has enhanced strength and power, whereas his left hand is blue-translucent, and liquid-like that enhances his craftsmanship as well as some skill for water-bending.

He has several defects, including: He has girlish features on his face as well as his actions, and his person will stop aging once he comes of age.

Roleplay Information

Chatroom Availability: Weekends (Friday evening to Sunday evening) and other times wherein there are no school assignments to be done

IM Availability: I’m usually always online in Skype,

Script Sample:
Dion: *Flipping over dog-eared pages filled with images and descriptions of various plants, he tries to find which page he left off. Was it fungi or truffles? I remember reading about parts of fungi and its applications...* *He flinches as he hears faint noises of footsteps disturb the sanctity of the grass behind him. The footsteps came to a halt, as he hears the familiar voice of her mother, calling out his name, apparently looking for him for yet another afternoon lecture about water bending.* *Is it really noon already? I thought I had no activities for today. Sighing, Dion hesitated for a split second whether or not to reply to the call. Reluctantly closing the book, he stood up, and opened the secret door he carved on a couple of large trees, which served as a small shelf where he keeps most of his personal belongings, like books.* *Closing the “door”, he steps out from the confinement of the large trees which served as a shelter for him when visiting the Faeries, still wondering why he required water bending. He hears a couple more footsteps running to him, and several voices calling out to him, while his mother continues to shout for him, her voice getting softer as she walks away towards the waterfall in the distance. Damn, I was promised the Faeries I’d learn Faerie magic today... That can wait till tomorrow, I guess... He looked back to see several blue figures in the water asking him to enter, but he waves and mouths, “Tomorrow. Lessons,” turning to the direction where his mother’s voice calls out for him, and started sprinting.*

Paragraph Sample:
. Dion strolled through the path he’d walked through countless times, where he memorized every nook and cranny, every rock and tree of the path. He can hear a faint crashing sound of the waterfall he was heading to. Imagining as if he was there already, he anticipated it even more. Knee deep in the cool water, within the hidden cave behind the waterfall he would sit, talking to the nereids, carving little statuettes of the creatures of the forest, or let them teach him a little more about materializing water out of the vapour in the air, or basic water bending. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead, as he thought, This summer is warmer than it usually is... Maybe I should swim as well... Maybe after I finish practicing... Those pesky water spirits will end up pulling me in, anyway... They always do. He chuckles slightly as the thundering sound of the waterfall gets louder with each step he takes closer to it. He can already see the waterfall in the distance, with its water split in the middle like a parted curtain, revealing the cave within, nereids perched upon the stones. Those nereids, always having to open the passage for me... If only I’m strong enough to split the waterfall by myself, he thought. I hope I’m not very troublesome to them, making them have to do this from me every time I visit... Not to mention the trouble they have to go to by teaching me water bending...