"I think it's great you want to get to know me. I want that, too. For me, not you."
"Let me enamor you with my face."
Description:
What do you expect when you hear about a warlock? A warlock can be anything, right? That's what makes them so dangerous. They can be anything or anyone at any time, but really, that's only if they're a certain kind of warlock. If they're the kind that favor shapeshifting and all that, then those you might have to be wary of. Mavin isn't that kind of warlock, though. He doesn't care about that kind of magic because it's too annoying. The only time he messes with it is when he's using it on someone else. Mavin looks like any normal walking, talking human being--but your biggest mistake would be calling him one. That's one of the biggest insults to magical creatures. He may look human, but he's anything but.
Any magic using creature should automatically see the difference. It's an invisible difference and one that's hard to explain to a non-magic user, but there's just something about a witch or a warlock that's distinctive. Maybe it's the vibe they give off, or maybe it's the way they carry themselves, or something else entirely, but something, somehow, gives it off that they are certainly not human, and whatever it is, Mavin has it just the same as any other of his kind. It may be the spark of magic to his red-tinted eyes, or a certain shine to his otherwise lightly tanned skin. Whatever it is, it's there, and it's very distinct.
Aside from that, Mavin looks very average. He has a certain sort of swagger about him that shows off his confidence and that cocky little smirk rarely leaves his face. It might be nice to look at, but once you get to know him, it starts to get annoying and all you can think about are ways to smack it off his face. His back is usually kept straight and, while he may not be too tall, he doesn't let that hinder him around those who're taller. He still treats them as if they were shorter. His figure is lanky and nearly unimpressive with little muscle tone. He doesn't exactly go around lifting heavy objects and he's definitely the type to use magic to help his laziness.
Most would probably consider him to have childish good looks. He's not very manly looking, but he's not girly in any sense. He doesn't have facial hair and isn't really prone to growing any, so his looks are generally smooth. He's a lot older than he looks, but acts more like the age he looks than the age he should be since he was raised as if his age were normal, so he's considered only nineteen to make things easier. Since his mother fled the village, whatever aging spell that was on him was taken off and he never cared enough to bother putting it back on.
Clothing Style:
Mavin isn't exactly the most stylish type of guy. When it comes to clothing, he finds it easier to wear what's practical and comfortable rather than what happens to make him look good. In fact, most of the time he just rewears the same general outfit over and over again. He doesn't like wasting his time on cleaning his dumb clothes, so he put a spell on his three favorite outfits that keeps them fresh and clean for each time he wears them, so he can literally wear the same thing every day and never have an issue with it. The most common one consists of a boring red undershirt and a plain brown, short-sleeved button down over it. It used to have sleeves, anyway, but he thought it'd be a little cooler to cut those off and use them for something else. The pants are simple and black, sometimes shorts. When he feels like wearing shoes, they're just these dusty, worn-out brown things. Sometimes, he might go around wearing bandages on his arms or wrists, but that's only when he accidentally hurts himself with a spell or a potion.
Height and Weight:
5'10"
135lbs
What do you expect when you hear about a warlock? A warlock can be anything, right? That's what makes them so dangerous. They can be anything or anyone at any time, but really, that's only if they're a certain kind of warlock. If they're the kind that favor shapeshifting and all that, then those you might have to be wary of. Mavin isn't that kind of warlock, though. He doesn't care about that kind of magic because it's too annoying. The only time he messes with it is when he's using it on someone else. Mavin looks like any normal walking, talking human being--but your biggest mistake would be calling him one. That's one of the biggest insults to magical creatures. He may look human, but he's anything but.
Any magic using creature should automatically see the difference. It's an invisible difference and one that's hard to explain to a non-magic user, but there's just something about a witch or a warlock that's distinctive. Maybe it's the vibe they give off, or maybe it's the way they carry themselves, or something else entirely, but something, somehow, gives it off that they are certainly not human, and whatever it is, Mavin has it just the same as any other of his kind. It may be the spark of magic to his red-tinted eyes, or a certain shine to his otherwise lightly tanned skin. Whatever it is, it's there, and it's very distinct.
Aside from that, Mavin looks very average. He has a certain sort of swagger about him that shows off his confidence and that cocky little smirk rarely leaves his face. It might be nice to look at, but once you get to know him, it starts to get annoying and all you can think about are ways to smack it off his face. His back is usually kept straight and, while he may not be too tall, he doesn't let that hinder him around those who're taller. He still treats them as if they were shorter. His figure is lanky and nearly unimpressive with little muscle tone. He doesn't exactly go around lifting heavy objects and he's definitely the type to use magic to help his laziness.
Most would probably consider him to have childish good looks. He's not very manly looking, but he's not girly in any sense. He doesn't have facial hair and isn't really prone to growing any, so his looks are generally smooth. He's a lot older than he looks, but acts more like the age he looks than the age he should be since he was raised as if his age were normal, so he's considered only nineteen to make things easier. Since his mother fled the village, whatever aging spell that was on him was taken off and he never cared enough to bother putting it back on.
Clothing Style:
Mavin isn't exactly the most stylish type of guy. When it comes to clothing, he finds it easier to wear what's practical and comfortable rather than what happens to make him look good. In fact, most of the time he just rewears the same general outfit over and over again. He doesn't like wasting his time on cleaning his dumb clothes, so he put a spell on his three favorite outfits that keeps them fresh and clean for each time he wears them, so he can literally wear the same thing every day and never have an issue with it. The most common one consists of a boring red undershirt and a plain brown, short-sleeved button down over it. It used to have sleeves, anyway, but he thought it'd be a little cooler to cut those off and use them for something else. The pants are simple and black, sometimes shorts. When he feels like wearing shoes, they're just these dusty, worn-out brown things. Sometimes, he might go around wearing bandages on his arms or wrists, but that's only when he accidentally hurts himself with a spell or a potion.
Height and Weight:
5'10"
135lbs
"Call me something else, I dare you."
Name:
Mavin Kyran
(Kyran means "little dark one")
Nicknames:
Mad Mav
It was a name some girl gave him when he was younger because of how often he'd throw temper tantrums all the time. At first, it was just something she came up with because she thought it was cute and funny, but then it caught on with the other little kids and sort of stuck as he got older. It's not really used that often anymore, it's not a name that's used in place of his actual name, but people use it whenever he's having one of his tantrums or gets aggravated at someone just to get on his nerves even more. He doesn't appreciate it.
Gender:
Male
Age:
18
Race:
Warlock
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Love Interest:
None at the moment
Mavin Kyran
(Kyran means "little dark one")
Nicknames:
Mad Mav
It was a name some girl gave him when he was younger because of how often he'd throw temper tantrums all the time. At first, it was just something she came up with because she thought it was cute and funny, but then it caught on with the other little kids and sort of stuck as he got older. It's not really used that often anymore, it's not a name that's used in place of his actual name, but people use it whenever he's having one of his tantrums or gets aggravated at someone just to get on his nerves even more. He doesn't appreciate it.
Gender:
Male
Age:
18
Race:
Warlock
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Love Interest:
None at the moment
"I'm living the good life."
[color=HEX CODE]Personality:[/color]
-Mischievous/prankster
-Easily aggravated/annoyed/angered
-Over-reacts
-Bad sense of humor
-Good with complex spells/ingredients
-Compulsive/acts without thinking
-Gets really into everything
-Loves a challenge
-Tends to be annoying
Likes:
+Magic. This should be obvious. Of course a magic-user would love magic. It's probably his favorite thing in the entire world. It makes him feel powerful, in control of his life and his surroundings. He tries not to use it too negatively, but the urges to do so tend to get the best of him sometime, to most peoples' annoyance.
+Pranks. This is probably one of the worst combinations to have with someone who can make things appear and disappear at whim. He has quite the reputation for being quite a prankster. They usually aren't too bad and most of the time, they're harmless, little immature things like putting an inivisbility spell on someone and making them freak other people out the entire day without them having a clue otherwise. However, sometimes his pranks can get a little out of hand, like that time he put water inside someone's house, making sure it didn't spill out until they opened the door. All their stuff was ruined. He's done things like that a few times.
+Laughter. Who doesn't like laughter, right? Despite popular belief, another one of his favorite things is laughter. He loves to laugh, but sometimes he'll even go out of his way to make someone else laugh. It's a bit of a weak spot for him. If someone has a good laugh or laughs at the same things he laughs at, he'll probably instantly like them.
+Large animals. They're so much better than those annoying little small ones. His favorite animal is a bear. He can't say why, really, just that he thinks they're super cool. Seriously, name one weakness a bear has. You can't because they're awesome, and if you think you can, well you're wrong. Nope, no arguments.
+Breaking the rules. People who follow the rules are just so god-awful boring. People who make the rules are even worse than the people who follow them! Rules were made for breaking, right? So that's what Mavin does. If someone gives him a list of rules that he's expected to follow, then they're basically setting themselves up for disappointment because he's going to find every crack and crevice to break them, and sometimes even completely oppose them if he's feeling extra adventurous.
+Weapons. Although he's primarily a magic user, he still can't help but being drawn to those epic, dangerous devices. His favorites are swords, but pickaxes seem to pique his interest too, oddly enough. Bows are arrows are another top favorite. Things like daggers, knives, and various other small devices don't seem to really interest him as much as the three previously listed. He's not very good at wielding weapons, though, so don't ever trust him with one. He's likely to cut some heads off.
+Fire. Fire is quite possibly one of his favorite tools of magic. It's mostly because it's the most dangerous, the most destructive. Unfortunately, he was banned from ever using fire magic a long time ago because of a few "innocent" pranks that kind of got way out of hand. Instead of filling a house with water, he thought it'd be funny to pour lava on the roof and watch them scream as it leaked through the ceiling and set the house on fire. In another incident, he followed this lovey dovey couple out into the forest and set the land around them on fire. They were lucky they even got out alive. He just thinks it's funny, though.
+Gold. It's attractive to him. It's hard to find, but he likes looking for his own and using it for gems and stuff. He even carries around a small hexagon-shaped piece of gold on a leather strap around his neck at all times. He calls it his good luck charm, but there's no spell on it and there's nothing magical about it at all. It's just a plain piece of gold.
Dislikes:
-Rules. Another obvious one. If he loves to break the rules, why would he love them in the first place? He doesn't. He thinks they're stupid and restrictive.
-Small animals. The majority of them are just small, lame, and in the way. The only good he can see in them is using them on a potion or making them into nice little coin purses, or to use in a more grotesque prank. Otherwise, alive, he doesn't care for them in the least. Although, he does enjoy eating them, but he usually just buys the already dead ones so he doesn't have to do the work himself.
-Stupidity. This is probably the most hypocritical thing with all things considered. He can't stand idiots or people who don't think things through before doing them, or especially people who can't accomplish simple tasks or listen to simple directions. They get on his nerves so much. Those poor people get yelled at up and down by him.
-Gross things. It might not seem like it, but he can actually be kind of a girl when it comes to totally gross things. He can deal with seeing stuff, like maybe dead animals, and his potions can get pretty gross sometimes too, but he'd rather not deal with it. Slimy things are the worst, especially.
-Joykillers. If you can't take a joke, he doesn't want anything to do with you. He doesn't care if it's not the right time to screw around, if he wants to screw around, someone telling him not to will only make him want to do it even more. Those kind of stuffy people just get on his nerves and they're usually the butt of his pranks.
Fears:
=Maniaphobia: Fear of insanity. This is one of the main reasons he wants the book brought back to where it belongs. He's afraid of seeing it or getting near it, but he's also drawn to it by curiosity. He knows that simple book holds plenty of power and he wants to return it so those powers can't be released to the world again. He couldn't imagine losing his mind, quickly and painfully and confusingly. He couldn't imagine falling into madness. The very idea scares him. He's seen it happen before. He's seen it in his father and he even saw a bit of it in his mother. He can't handle the idea of insanity.
=Catoptrophobia: Fear of mirrors/reflective surfaces. It's not that he doesn't like the way he looks, because he does, he's perfectly fine with his appearance. The reason he doesn't like things that reflect is because he doesn't trust the reflection inside of them. When he was younger, he made a spell without completely understanding what it'd do, and that spell was basically something to turn someone's reflection against them, as if the reflection was an alter ego from an opposing world. Every time he'd pass by a reflective surface, he felt like he was being drawn in or like someone was trying to pull him inside the reflection. It made him paranoid to look himself in the eyes because he suddenly felt like it was someone else looking back. He didn't recognize it. And that frightened him. The spell supposedly wore off years ago, but he still can't bring himself to trust it.
=Fear of beautiful women. This one isn't so much as a fear or an outright phobia as it is a sense of overwhelming intimidation. Mavin might parade around like he's all that. He's pretty confident in his looks, but when it comes to people, usually women, who are just outright gorgeous, he doesn't know what to do with himself. They unnerve him. It's probably a childish feeling, but he tends to go out of his way to avoid those types. He feels like a face that pretty must be hiding something malicious underneath. Those with beauty have power. He just doesn't want to have to deal with that.
History:
Mavin doesn't hate the crime, he hates the cause. In this case, the crime is the war and the cause is that stupid chaos-creating book. Or, that's what they say about it anyway. They say it's the very source of insanity and all the negativity in the world and in the people that roam it, but he doesn't necessarily believe that. He knows magic and he believes that, while it can be powerful, there's no way it could do all that. Right? Anyway, when it comes to the war, Mavin is indifferent one way or the other towards it. He doesn't think it's necessary or unnecessary. He just doesn't care about its existence. If anything, he thinks it gives some spice to their otherwise boring lives. What's more boring than peace and simplicity? Bluh.
Anyway, to start at the beginning, Mavin was born with a mother and father just like anyone else. His parents were both magic users that dealt, especially, with the sort of old-timey, untapped kind of magic, the kind that works in immortality. They both were much older than they ever looked or ever told. Their ageless magic transferred over to Mavin when he was born, their second-born son, as well as the son they had before him. It was around this time that the insanity started, literally. Although their parents were strong and wise, even they were unable to escape the grasp of the illness. Mavin's watched his father's mind deteriorate right before his young, innocent eyes. His father thought he could stop it with magic, or put it off at least, postpone it until they could find a cure, but he was wrong and all he managed to do was keep himself alive long enough to kill Mavin's older brother, Jeffrey. At that point, Mavin's mother gave up all hope on her husband and fled before the illness could infect her or her remaining son.
The book was made and the illness was concealed and years went by before it was stolen again. Mavin grew at a greatly slowed rate because at a certain age, his mother saw too much of Jeffrey in him and wanted to keep him there for as long as she could, just to play pretend. Mavin was old enough to understand the world and his surroundings and he knew his mother wasn't right in the head. She wasn't infected, but there were demons in her mind that magic could not cure. Eventually, shortly after the book was stolen and the land fell into war, his mother broke. She left Mavin to the care of the village elders and vanished without a note or a trinket or anything to remember her by, and Mavin was left to his own devices. That's how it is to this day.
-Mischievous/prankster
-Easily aggravated/annoyed/angered
-Over-reacts
-Bad sense of humor
-Good with complex spells/ingredients
-Compulsive/acts without thinking
-Gets really into everything
-Loves a challenge
-Tends to be annoying
Likes:
+Magic. This should be obvious. Of course a magic-user would love magic. It's probably his favorite thing in the entire world. It makes him feel powerful, in control of his life and his surroundings. He tries not to use it too negatively, but the urges to do so tend to get the best of him sometime, to most peoples' annoyance.
+Pranks. This is probably one of the worst combinations to have with someone who can make things appear and disappear at whim. He has quite the reputation for being quite a prankster. They usually aren't too bad and most of the time, they're harmless, little immature things like putting an inivisbility spell on someone and making them freak other people out the entire day without them having a clue otherwise. However, sometimes his pranks can get a little out of hand, like that time he put water inside someone's house, making sure it didn't spill out until they opened the door. All their stuff was ruined. He's done things like that a few times.
+Laughter. Who doesn't like laughter, right? Despite popular belief, another one of his favorite things is laughter. He loves to laugh, but sometimes he'll even go out of his way to make someone else laugh. It's a bit of a weak spot for him. If someone has a good laugh or laughs at the same things he laughs at, he'll probably instantly like them.
+Large animals. They're so much better than those annoying little small ones. His favorite animal is a bear. He can't say why, really, just that he thinks they're super cool. Seriously, name one weakness a bear has. You can't because they're awesome, and if you think you can, well you're wrong. Nope, no arguments.
+Breaking the rules. People who follow the rules are just so god-awful boring. People who make the rules are even worse than the people who follow them! Rules were made for breaking, right? So that's what Mavin does. If someone gives him a list of rules that he's expected to follow, then they're basically setting themselves up for disappointment because he's going to find every crack and crevice to break them, and sometimes even completely oppose them if he's feeling extra adventurous.
+Weapons. Although he's primarily a magic user, he still can't help but being drawn to those epic, dangerous devices. His favorites are swords, but pickaxes seem to pique his interest too, oddly enough. Bows are arrows are another top favorite. Things like daggers, knives, and various other small devices don't seem to really interest him as much as the three previously listed. He's not very good at wielding weapons, though, so don't ever trust him with one. He's likely to cut some heads off.
+Fire. Fire is quite possibly one of his favorite tools of magic. It's mostly because it's the most dangerous, the most destructive. Unfortunately, he was banned from ever using fire magic a long time ago because of a few "innocent" pranks that kind of got way out of hand. Instead of filling a house with water, he thought it'd be funny to pour lava on the roof and watch them scream as it leaked through the ceiling and set the house on fire. In another incident, he followed this lovey dovey couple out into the forest and set the land around them on fire. They were lucky they even got out alive. He just thinks it's funny, though.
+Gold. It's attractive to him. It's hard to find, but he likes looking for his own and using it for gems and stuff. He even carries around a small hexagon-shaped piece of gold on a leather strap around his neck at all times. He calls it his good luck charm, but there's no spell on it and there's nothing magical about it at all. It's just a plain piece of gold.
Dislikes:
-Rules. Another obvious one. If he loves to break the rules, why would he love them in the first place? He doesn't. He thinks they're stupid and restrictive.
-Small animals. The majority of them are just small, lame, and in the way. The only good he can see in them is using them on a potion or making them into nice little coin purses, or to use in a more grotesque prank. Otherwise, alive, he doesn't care for them in the least. Although, he does enjoy eating them, but he usually just buys the already dead ones so he doesn't have to do the work himself.
-Stupidity. This is probably the most hypocritical thing with all things considered. He can't stand idiots or people who don't think things through before doing them, or especially people who can't accomplish simple tasks or listen to simple directions. They get on his nerves so much. Those poor people get yelled at up and down by him.
-Gross things. It might not seem like it, but he can actually be kind of a girl when it comes to totally gross things. He can deal with seeing stuff, like maybe dead animals, and his potions can get pretty gross sometimes too, but he'd rather not deal with it. Slimy things are the worst, especially.
-Joykillers. If you can't take a joke, he doesn't want anything to do with you. He doesn't care if it's not the right time to screw around, if he wants to screw around, someone telling him not to will only make him want to do it even more. Those kind of stuffy people just get on his nerves and they're usually the butt of his pranks.
Fears:
=Maniaphobia: Fear of insanity. This is one of the main reasons he wants the book brought back to where it belongs. He's afraid of seeing it or getting near it, but he's also drawn to it by curiosity. He knows that simple book holds plenty of power and he wants to return it so those powers can't be released to the world again. He couldn't imagine losing his mind, quickly and painfully and confusingly. He couldn't imagine falling into madness. The very idea scares him. He's seen it happen before. He's seen it in his father and he even saw a bit of it in his mother. He can't handle the idea of insanity.
=Catoptrophobia: Fear of mirrors/reflective surfaces. It's not that he doesn't like the way he looks, because he does, he's perfectly fine with his appearance. The reason he doesn't like things that reflect is because he doesn't trust the reflection inside of them. When he was younger, he made a spell without completely understanding what it'd do, and that spell was basically something to turn someone's reflection against them, as if the reflection was an alter ego from an opposing world. Every time he'd pass by a reflective surface, he felt like he was being drawn in or like someone was trying to pull him inside the reflection. It made him paranoid to look himself in the eyes because he suddenly felt like it was someone else looking back. He didn't recognize it. And that frightened him. The spell supposedly wore off years ago, but he still can't bring himself to trust it.
=Fear of beautiful women. This one isn't so much as a fear or an outright phobia as it is a sense of overwhelming intimidation. Mavin might parade around like he's all that. He's pretty confident in his looks, but when it comes to people, usually women, who are just outright gorgeous, he doesn't know what to do with himself. They unnerve him. It's probably a childish feeling, but he tends to go out of his way to avoid those types. He feels like a face that pretty must be hiding something malicious underneath. Those with beauty have power. He just doesn't want to have to deal with that.
History:
Mavin doesn't hate the crime, he hates the cause. In this case, the crime is the war and the cause is that stupid chaos-creating book. Or, that's what they say about it anyway. They say it's the very source of insanity and all the negativity in the world and in the people that roam it, but he doesn't necessarily believe that. He knows magic and he believes that, while it can be powerful, there's no way it could do all that. Right? Anyway, when it comes to the war, Mavin is indifferent one way or the other towards it. He doesn't think it's necessary or unnecessary. He just doesn't care about its existence. If anything, he thinks it gives some spice to their otherwise boring lives. What's more boring than peace and simplicity? Bluh.
Anyway, to start at the beginning, Mavin was born with a mother and father just like anyone else. His parents were both magic users that dealt, especially, with the sort of old-timey, untapped kind of magic, the kind that works in immortality. They both were much older than they ever looked or ever told. Their ageless magic transferred over to Mavin when he was born, their second-born son, as well as the son they had before him. It was around this time that the insanity started, literally. Although their parents were strong and wise, even they were unable to escape the grasp of the illness. Mavin's watched his father's mind deteriorate right before his young, innocent eyes. His father thought he could stop it with magic, or put it off at least, postpone it until they could find a cure, but he was wrong and all he managed to do was keep himself alive long enough to kill Mavin's older brother, Jeffrey. At that point, Mavin's mother gave up all hope on her husband and fled before the illness could infect her or her remaining son.
The book was made and the illness was concealed and years went by before it was stolen again. Mavin grew at a greatly slowed rate because at a certain age, his mother saw too much of Jeffrey in him and wanted to keep him there for as long as she could, just to play pretend. Mavin was old enough to understand the world and his surroundings and he knew his mother wasn't right in the head. She wasn't infected, but there were demons in her mind that magic could not cure. Eventually, shortly after the book was stolen and the land fell into war, his mother broke. She left Mavin to the care of the village elders and vanished without a note or a trinket or anything to remember her by, and Mavin was left to his own devices. That's how it is to this day.
