The Creator
Age: Appears to be in mid-twenties
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: Former Alchemist [Scholar]
Appearance: Delicately effeminate, it can be somewhat difficult to regard him as a threat when compared to taller, built male counterparts. He stands at below average height for a male, right on the edges of 5'2"-5'3". He possesses no bulk whatsoever and even his waist curves just slightly. He certainly has a slender appeal and if he grew his hair out longer, it would be easy to mistake him for being a female at a distance. He has locks of mahogany-colored hair with a tinge of hazel-brown, side burns descending a little beyond his chin. He has pale, golden eyes that have a passive light to them. The antlers and ears that he wears are actually hand-crafted, accessories he believes draw him a bit closer to nature. He is almost always wearing a long cloak that parts in the center, though by reverse, will rarely ever pull up his hood over his head. Underneath, he wears a turtle-neck shirt with billowy three-quarter sleeves. On his left wrist, he wears a black bracelet, on his right, white bandages. He always has his pouch tied safely around his waist, different from the satchel that he wears around his shoulder--as that carries his precious apples. He wears leather pants and knee-high boots that are laced up the front.
Personality:
Pre-Creation: Obsessed with the very concept of creation, he was a man whose only goal was to see that he could bring life into the world. He had a rather condescending view regarding most other people. He thoroughly believed that he could ascend to "god-like status" by bringing life into existence, and all other work was meaningless unless it was to bring this goal to fruition. While he could be a good conversationalist, it was all done with a rather apparent note of sarcasm and superiority, as if he were "gracing" the other party with his presence. He would allow his curiosity to run away with him, though, at times resembling a child. He had the tendency to dream a lot and at the root of it all, only wished to make a firm name for himself within the alchemical field.
Post-Creation: After the separation of his mind, he lost many of the qualities that used to drive him as an alchemist. He is more mild-mannered and soft spoken than anything else. He has a kind way of addressing others and (overall) tries to be polite, though there is a faint undertone of firmness to his voice that commands respect from others. Now, he does not try to flaunt his intelligence and will not use it to gain the upper hand on others. He has come to view all creatures and races as works of art, possibly due to the fact that he himself had attempted to create one. Although he did not lose his obsession entirely, he was driven by a previously unknown sense of wonder. He enjoys taking notes on others and keeps a journal to record his observations. He holds great love for the creation he has yet to meet, but this, by no means, has turned him into a hapless dreamer. He is still very aware of the reality of his wish and the danger of anyone else finding out what he has done. Therefore, he is secretive to a degree about his information and will never write in his journal unless he is absolutely certain he is alone. He prefers solitude (as that is what he is accustomed to) but can easily interact with others if the matter calls for it.
Skills
Strengths: His intelligence is, without a doubt, is his greatest asset. While he remains modest, it is always best not to challenge him to a battle of wits. He is an excellent strategist, able to utilize his creativity to think outside-the-box. He is a realistic dreamer; while he respects the boundaries of what is and what is not, he does not have a difficult time imagining what could possibly be added to that scenario. Therefore, it is hard for him to envision the world in black and white--making him an excellent negotiator should there be strife or someone that can offer a non-bias point of view. He has eidetic (photographic) memory and can recall details with relative ease. Though he will no longer use the art himself, he has a wide knowledge of alchemy and creation.
Weaknesses: He often registers as "under the radar" and it can be hard to take notice of him at first. His presence is weak in large social settings and people can skim over him if they are not attentive. He has the tendency to worry a little too much of things start deviating from the plans he has laid down. He does not know how to deal with situations that come up unexpectedly and plans made on the spot tend to fall apart much faster than those with time put into them. He is also too much of an organizational freak and may, at times, flip out if things are out of place. He is a little afraid of larger adventures, given the results of his last endeavors, and can turn hesitant when presented with ultimatums. He has no fighting prowess whatsoever and already looks thin enough to cave after a few hits.
Equipment/Abilities: Always with him is the bag that carries his tools: such as pens, journals, small books, and a few, raw materials. He also never lets his satchel out of his sight, for that holds the apples that he prizes so dearly.
Past: His birth records have never been recovered. "Ambrosia" had always shown signs of enhanced brilliance. He did not want to just settle at the dream most alchemists possessed; creating a golem was not his envisioned "greatest work", so to speak. He wanted something beyond that: to bring another life into the world through his work. As he grew older, he threw himself whole-heartedly into study. He had always wanted to be an elixer, and the frustration he felt in regards to not being born one acted as driving force for his need to research caith.
As his studies progressed, he soon learned there were patches of "naturally-occurring solidified caith" in the land. Though many in his field could only imagine finding such deposits, Ambrosia was determined to make that dream into a reality. Surprisingly, whether it be force of will or fate, his travels brought him to a cave nestled in the deepest reaches of a forest. Here he was able to locate natural reserves of Aurum and decided this would be the spot for his research and eventual creation. He planted a single apple tree here, which grew quickly due to the Aurum that surrounded the area; within a few weeks time, the tree had already grown to maturity and had begun to bear fruit.
The apples that grew from this tree were no ordinary apples. Each piece of fruit had a few crystal shards of caith embedded at its core. As he observed each apple, one caught his eye, which seemed to shimmer a golden hue. This was the perfect fruit, the perfect specimen with which he could begin his research. What he did not know at the time was this was a trick of the light and the crystals embedded in it were not Aurum but Argentum. He had been working to create a life-like caith doll which he hoped, due to the infusion of caith, would become another living being. Too late after he had begun the process did he realize that the shards were of the wrong substance and the waves of energy from his alchemy back-lashed, causing him to black out completely.
He did not know how much time had passed between his unconsciousness and waking; however, when he awoke, he found himself in his study. He had no recollection of how he had arrived there and no knowledge as to where his creation was. He did know two things for sure, though. He felt as if a part of himself was missing... and his creation was alive, somewhere.
Present: He currently resides in Adelost, keeping mostly to himself and living alone within his study. He has been gathering his materials to prepare for the journey at hand. He has every intention of traveling to the cave he had found the caith reserves. He also has plans to retrieve the rest of his apples, for he only had a few on his person when he regained himself within his study. For now, before he sets out, he is making last minute arrangements and preparations within the city make sure he has tied up all loose ends.
Future: He hopes to finally locate his creation and understand the circumstances behind their separation. He has a feeling it was due to the elusive forest dwellers that the old texts only contained a few sentences about: the Xiphreim. The few scant things ever recorded about them in the vast libraries depicted them as "forces of nature", and to him, that would be a logical conclusion as to why he woke so far from his tree. He also hopes to make peace with them, in case he upset them in any way.
What other characters would know: Oh how he adores his apples. So very much. At times, this adoration could border on unhealthy, as he instantly turns touchy should one even deign to lay a finger on his fruits. When the mood suits him, he can have a rather splendid singing voice, though he tends to sing (predictably) about apples.
What other characters wouldn't know: His real name. Ah, did you think it would be so easy as to be disclosed here? His progress within his field of study and the creation he brought to being are both secrets he keeps firmly to his person.