Latter Dunvelle
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The Whittler
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Personal Information
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Full Name
Latter Oscate Dunvelle
Description
A tellem that steals to stay alive in the human city of Ethany, but he is actually on his way to being the greatest mage ever.
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Race/Main:
Irah (Tellem)
Race/Sub:
None
Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
Is called the Whittler for his hobby of carving.
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
Birthplace:
Unknown, but probably Ethany.
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Date of Birth:
Somewhere in the year MMDCCC AS
Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
None
Height:
4'8"
Weight
100lb
Physical Condition:
Slender, but has high endurance and stamina.
Current Residence
Streets of Ethany.
Former Residence
None.
Family/Relatives:
Unknown
Friends/Comrades:
Some fellow orphans in Ethany. He also has a massive dog he named Jeb and rides sometimes.
Enemies
Rangers and town guard.
Rivals
None yet.
Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
None.
Former Affiliations:
None.
Disabilities:
His lack of fear and pure curiosity.
Personality:
A happy-go-lucky soul, he is one for revelry and bein jubilant, and no doubt has a wise-ass remark.
Likes:
Carving, stealing, and adventure.
Dislikes:
Laws, order, and rangers.
Psychological Condition:
Some think he is crazy, but he is mostly just happy.
Alignment:
Neutral
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Equipment
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:Attire:
(In picture above)
:Protection:
None
:Weapon(s):
A small dagger and his basically mastered destructive magic.
:Accessories/Misc:
A gem he had when the orphanage found him.
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|Abilities|Traits|Racial|
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Destructive Magic: Humans claim to be the best at destructive magic, but that may not be the case. In a seemingly miracle, Latter was born with a potent amount of destructive magic, and it quickly became his favorite hobby. Now, after years of endless practice, few of the most powerful human mages can claim to be better, but he goes unappreciated for he is just an impoverished tellem.
Light Feet: Most rangers boast about being along the sneakier beings in existence, but nothing compares to the eerie silence when the tellem move. Some tellem do not even mean to muffle when they normally walk, so it's not hard to imagine that one is almost impossible to detect when he or she wishes. Latter is definitely one of his kind in this matter.
Quick Hands: His acute nimbleness does not only help with the more difficult spells, he can pick locks and pick locks with ease, much like the rest of his race.
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History
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Twenty years ago, the knocks rang on the door of the orphanage, and when they opened the door, what seemed to be a young elf was left at the foot of the steps. Excited to raise their first elf, the ladies of the orphanage quickly took him in, but when later he seemed to stay short, they disappointedly named him a tellem, but their stares only fueled his later mischief. Since before he could remember, Latter, as it is custom in Ethany to give orphans full names to better integrate them in society, was the center of attention and was always happy, for if it was from using destructive magic to create parlor tricks, breaking in to the liquor cabinet, or making a loud scene, he always kept the people he considered brothers family entertained. When he got out, he founded a wood carving shop in city and when his business thrived he met a nice young, but obviously short, human that he made his girl friend, but the easy times did not last long at all. As tension grew between Ethia and Eldanoore, many had mistaken him for an elf, and in an act of mislead hate burned his shop down. Losing everything, his girl friend left him and took his savings with him, and when he went to the authorities, they did nothing. However, he would not be down, and he took to thieving to survive just as joyously as he took to whittling. Besides that, he showed advanced destructive magic as a side business on the streets for extra cash.
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