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Dazen Phyrex

"...I don't need your help...But thanks for being here anyway." (The Prism's bastard son)

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a character in “Refracted Light”, originally authored by SkullJester, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Dazen Geth (hides using his father's last name, for obvious reasons)

Age: 17

Height and Weight: 6'2" and about 188 lbs.

Eye Color: A pale blue, almost grey, with red halos.

Attire: He is finely dressed under his tattered traveling robe. Not the finest but enough to show that he came from a well off family.

Desires: To live. To have a normal life. To finally have some friends.

Fears: Almost all weapons and other magic users. He doesn't know who and what to trust.

Addictions: When he is upset, he plays his violin...other than that, he has no real addictions.

Profession: Came to the town under the guise of being an apprentice metal smith.

He excels in red light and luxin, and his secondary color is green. He is pretty gifted in red but barely registered green at all. He can barely use it.

He isn't too terrible strong but bright and quick witted. He's not weak, physically by any means, but he'll be damned if he ever admits to being able to throw a decent punch.

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Personality

He is scared obviously. He comes off as skittish and shy. Truth is, he is a really nice guy and a strong leader, even if seems clueless at times. Loyal to the last breath, however, if betrayed, he almost never forgives. He isn't very trusting at first, but thats because his father made sure to make him wary of every stranger he'd meet on his way. Never know who is a spy and who isn't. Or an assassin. Or, as his father warned him of the most, a false friend. He has...a bit of a temper when threatened. After cowering that is. If pushed into a corner, he lashes out.

Equipment

Aside from his violin, the only thing he took from his home aside from the clothes on his back, he has his red spectacles. He also has a ring his false father gave him before he died, a simple silver pinky ring that he wears as a necklace. The Prism also gave him an ornate pistol, loaded with a self renewing chamber that fires orange luxin gunshot. Its a wheel-lock, so it takes a little longer to fire consecutive shots but its more accurate. He's terrified of the weapon.

History

Dazen had never had a normal life. Being born into one of the noble families, even if they were a lesser tier than the rest, meant he had certain obligations. But it never felt right. He hated being rich. Hated all the spoils he never asked for. He tried to work for himself, without his parents help. Eventually they understood and let him make his own way in life. After his father's funeral, his mother shattered the world he knew. She told him that he wasn't just a bastard...in the blood sense of the word. That didn't shock him. He had always loved his parents, but he looked nothing like them. But who his father was? The most powerful man in the world? The Prism? As his dad?! He was shocked...and he knew he would never have the normal life he wanted. He spent years being trained in the Chromeria, the place where luxiants are taught how to use their powers. Then, one day, he was pulled out of class. Barred from attending. He spoke to his real father, for only the fourth time in his life. In five years he only spoke to the Prism four times. But he had always been kind, polite, joking, caring, and...as he grew, proud. And sad that he hadn't had the guts to raise him himself. He told him that the Spectrum had found out about his existence and who he was. And while the Spectrum were fair and usually just, they all had their personal reasons for wishing to do the Prism harm. They couldn't harm him directly, so now, they would go after his son. He was forced to flea...and he ran far far away. Its been about a week now. No ones come after him yet...but he was still scared. But he arrived where his Father told him to go. So far, so good.

So begins...

Dazen Phyrex's Story

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Dazen Phyrex finally stumbled ahead of the brat, tripping over something...large and black. Charred. He shoved it out of his mind as he saw the river...And a man leaning on the blacksmith's lounge, drawing a massive blade out of the spine of the smithmaster. He was blond, cloaked much like the town's attackers, his eyes...wait...His eyes! They weren't halo'd! They were broken. "A-...A wight..."