0
followers
follow

Gillian Deku

"Do not attempt to capture the galaxy if you shudder at the thought of stars."

0 · 456 views · located in London, England

a character in “Where the Wind Blows”, as played by Cheshire_Girl

Description

Image∞ Full name ∞
Gillian Elysion Deku

∞ Nickname ∞
Gill or Eli

∞ Species ∞
Mage

∞ Age ∞
25

∞ Gender ∞
Male

∞ Sexuality ∞
Straight, but $20 is $20

∞ Role ∞
Pet or companion?

∞ Face Claim ∞
Ramesses Fate






Image∞ Height & Weight ∞
6'2 175 Ibs of pure muscle.

∞ Hair color ∞
His hair is the color of ebony, a rich, creamy dark brown.

∞ Eye color ∞
His eyes are the same shade as pure gold, sparkling when they catch the light.

∞ Distinguishable Facial Features ∞
His right hand is slightly off, possessing an inane amount of scars. From what? He'll never tell.

∞ Birthmarks/Scars/Tattoos/Other ∞
There are red markings on his chest.

∞ Physical Description ∞
Gillian is a hunk if there ever was one. He's six foot two of pure muscle and sun-kissed skin. Gill is no stranger to exercise, he works hard, and plays even harder to maintain his physical and mental stamina. Gill is a tough nut to crack considering he's a magus, meaning that he can concoct powerful spells and brew potions. Gill is imposing, he seems incredibly intimidating from the outside, judging by his exterior and the scars marring his hands. Spells take power and sometimes-blood. It should come as no surprise that his hands are his greatest asset and to lose them would be devastating.
The boy's other features are striking, from his silky brown hair to his imposing golden eyes that seem to pierce directly into one's soul. His clothing choices are unique, stylish even, on the occasion that he bothers to dress in more than pants and boots. Boat life is very demanding, whoever has time for clothing?







Image∞ Habits/Quirks ∞
âœĻ Juggling || If he's bored, he'll grab three things and start juggling.
âœĻ Collecting || A collector of the beautiful and rare, the Prince and Pirate plunders and gathers beautiful things from across the world.
âœĻ Earring || Most men do not wear earrings. Gill wears a gold bell on one of his ears.


∞ Likes ∞
â™Ĩ Beautiful things || A collector of all things beautiful.
â™Ĩ Windy days || The windy days make for better sailing.
â™Ĩ Lazing || As both a Prince and a Pirate, Gill sometimes has no room to breath.


∞ Dislikes ∞
✖ Storms || Bad weather makes for bad sailing. He prefers clear skies and windy gusts.
✖ Money || Gillian believes that a system of trade is far more powerful and less wasteful than using paper bills that came from the past.
✖ Boasting || Gillian is not one to show off, he is actually a very private person and will not boast about his collection.


∞ Talents ∞
✔ Magic || As a mage, his best talent is using his magic of course.
✔ Crafting || Whether it be a length of rope or a broken knife, if there is a repair in need of mending, you can be sure that Gillian is on top of it.
✔ Putting people at ease || Is this a talent? Gill seems amazing at easing the fears of others.


∞ Fears ∞
✘ Losing || Gillian is afraid of losing even one member of his crew. They have become family, having shared and experiences.
✘ Shipwreck || As is the fear of every captain.
✘ Spiders || An unusual fear for such a macho man.


∞ Flaws ∞
✘ Eccentric || He's a bit out there, so to speak.
✘ Slayer || He is known to be a slayer of great beasts, not to make friends with them.
✘ Acts before Thinking || He sometimes acts before he thinks, which is probably not a good thing when you're Captain.







Image
Image
∞ Abilities ∞
Magic Creation || User is able to create entirely new forms of magic, including crafting/designing their own rules, limitations, maximum potentials, taboos, and everything else necessary for the new form of magic they created, they can even remove the magic they crafted from others if they feel its being misused.

Spell Casting || User can cast spells, an action that allows one to magically alter reality to varying extents. It is often a series of words that take effect when spoken, though others are able to cast spells merely by thinking, with gestures, with magical objects or through a ritual of some sort.

Elixir Mixing || User can create potions: substances with magical properties such as enhancing physical and mental abilities, healing, granting powers, chancing shape, or bewitching someone depending on the kind of potion that is made. Some potions come in different forms of liquid, such as jelly, stew, brew, or even soup. They can also be made into solid form, often pills, powder, candy, and possibly drugs.

Psychosomatic Illusions || The user can create illusions that are so realistic and powerful they can cause physical effects (cuts, bruises, burns, etc) to appear on the target and affect surroundings as they were real.

Extrasensory Perception || The user can acquire information by means independent of any known senses or previous experience. This applies to any and all kinds of information, knowledge, wisdom, experience, etc. Information can be either personal (memories, thoughts, etc.) or impersonal (academic knowledge, data, etc.). This ability can be used passively (as an instinctual reaction) or actively (by wanting to know specific information).

Mana Manipulation || User can create, shape and manipulate mana, the metaphysical sentient source of energy that surrounds living and non-living things, sympathetic magic, or impersonal force of nature that is always moving from one location to another, seeking material elements or people to inhabit. It is also formed within the soul whenever a creature comes into being. The soul is not necessarily a collection of mana, but the creature itself. When the being dies, the mana returns to the environment waiting to be used again and again. The energy can then be transmuted by the user into magical powers that yields upstanding results in both practice and combat.


∞ Personality ∞
An interesting man with an interesting hobby, Gillian has always been the eccentric type. As a Prince, people believe he grew up without hardship, little do they know that being a Prince is one of the worst and hardest hobbies of all. Seriously, he does not recommend it if you can avoid it. Sure it comes with perks, like adoring fans, and people tripping over themselves to please him, but a lot goes on behind closed doors. It's what happens back there that has molded him. For a future ruler, he is awfully kind and for a pirate he is incredibly considerate. He does not go about plundering and pillaging, in fact, Gillian uses his ability to spread virtue and justice where the system is unfair. The Robin Hood of Pirates so to speak, one might consider that he isn't a pirate of all, more like a shirtless vigilante that sparkles underneath the moonlight.
Still, Gillian has his flaws, one of the major ones being the fact that he is a collector of rare and extraordinary things. He also happens to be a kleptomaniac, collecting eccentricities to his heart's content. Is it strange? Yes, especially considering he has no need to steal, he's a prince who could have it all, all he has to do is ask.







Image∞ Romantic Interest ∞
He is waiting to find "The One." While many would think that he is very much a player, using his position as both Prince and Pirate to gain the affection of the opposite gender, he is surprisingly a gentleman and prefers to refrain from salacious activities before marriage. Being a Prince, he can't risk getting anyone pregnant.

∞ History ∞
Gillian was born to a King and Queen in what used to be the beautiful land of Egypt. His home, a post apocalyptic desert wasteland, was being rebuilt in a most interesting way, underground. That's right, in order to hide from the overbearing sun, his people dug a system of caves and lived underneath the desolate desert where there was fertile sand that was good for crops. Growing up, his parents pushed him. He had to be better they said, the best, he could never give up,
never surrender or back down. Gillian had never seen the outside world and when he was fifteen, he decided to abandon the warnings of his Mother and Father and ventured outside, encountering a desert storm. It was due to this that Gillian was unable to return home.

He wandered the desert for ages before coming across a port, excited to see water for the first time, he made his way to a ship where he stowed away, naive about the workings of the outside. In the end, he worked day and night as a servant despite his Princely status, keeping his wealth a secret. Loving the sea so much, Gillian quickly purchased a ship of his own, deciding that he did not like the pirates he encountered as they had always left a bad taste in his mouth. Gillian was going to use his ship to change the world and so he became the Robin Hood of pirates, stealing from the rich to give to the poor. He began to collect things of extraordinary wealth and beauty, the rarities. He wanted them all in one place, evidence of a lost world so to speak. Gillian does, of course, get homesick, and sometimes he returns to the desert wasteland in search of the entrance to his home but to no avail. Should he manage to find the entrance, he would be able to claim the throne that is no doubt awaiting him by now.


∞ Hex Code ∞
#FFC125

So begins...

Gillian Deku's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Xiyah Katelyn Hayes Character Portrait: Winter Aries Hayes Character Portrait: Doctor Anubis Character Portrait: Gillian Deku

0.00 INK

Image


Stories told of a time in which the earth had not been shattered and torn between lands. History spoke of vile humans that used plague and other man made means to slaughter and kill. The Heavens became enraged and so, they enacted a storm upon humanity to bring down all those who sinned. Thus, the next era was born. "Boring," Winter murmured, closing a dusty book and placing it on the shelf. She should not be procrastinating as such, having kicked her older siblings out of the house in order to prepare for a celebration. After all, today was Xiyah's birthday! Birthdays were a rare thing that were celebrated in their cave of wonders. Winter always declined any sort of big celebration, but this was a milestone and so, she was preparing a feast. Winter had been working odd jobs, knitting, sewing, selling, peddling, doing everything she could in order to buy a whole bird for her to roast over the fire pit. If there wasn't going to be a storm she would be preparing outside, however, due to the nature of well-nature, Winter took to inside of the cave to prepare, cook, and bake the delicious meal in honor of her elder sister.

"Cake, done, frosting, done, turkey? In process. Side dishes are what I need," Winter poked her head outside to check on the status of the weather. No rain as of the moment, she went around the side of the cave that they had made their dwelling to check on their garden. Pushing open the roughly put together fence, Winter harvested what she hoped would be enough for two dragons and a cat. "I didn't consider Amy and her Father," Winter blinked, staring at the vegetables in her hands. She knelt down, small wings fluttering, ears twitching at every sound. An odd dragon, one that was often likened to a demon cat. Winter couldn't help what she looked like of course, she had no control over the humanoid morphing, not like Xiyah, which was why she had cat ears and dragon wings all at once.

"There, that should be enough," her mismatched eyes had a rare sparkle, Winter trekked inside once more to prepare the side dishes for their evening feast. She was growing eager, wanting to see her older's sister reaction to the meal she had prepared. Xiyah was the hunter, the gatherer, the Matriarch and Patriarch of the family after their brother's accident. Winter was more domestic, while she could pick pockets with the best of them, she detested stealing and preferred to be a bit more... crafty. There was no fun in the game once you picked the pockets of every village that belonged to their humble seaside community. Thankfully, their little home was a major port that was often docked at, which allowed the girls to pick many pockets, lining their own in sparkling jewels. "It's getting hot in here," Winter commented, breathing a bit harder. She opened up the curtains to the cave dwelling, hoping that it would allow the smoke to filter out. The rain clouds gathered heavily in the sky, soon they would open up and release Heavenly tears upon them.


Image


"Deku!" Gillian turned around, feeling as though he were in a daze. "The anchor's been lowered, we can disembark." His second in command spoke, although it seemed to be through a haze. Gillian shook his head, grinning, "Perfect," he jumped over a row of stacked boxes, grabbing his cape to shrug around his lean form. "Sir, wouldn't you prefer a shirt?" Gillian raised a brow and laughed. "You're right, bring me one, will you?"" He watched as his best friend scurried off, returning soon after with a shirt for him to button up underneath his cape. "Amazing," Gillian grinned, grabbing his scabbard and tying it to his belt. "Alright, let's see what treasures this new land bares," although he already had his eye on one. Several months ago, Gillian had placed an order at a small jewelry shop, hearing that they carried an invaluable mineral you couldn't find anyone else in the world. the jewel was called Dragons Breath, it was said to be carbonite super heated to the point where it was so shiny you had to avert your eyes and even then, you needed to wear special glasses to harvest it. Once tampered down by the right jeweler however, you could safely gaze at the beautiful gems.

Apparently that was not the only jewel this small, seaside town was hiding. If there was Dragons Breath here, there were sure to be dragons. "Those are creatures of myth," Maren, his most loyal companion stated, rolling his eyes. "How do we know what is myth? Considering one of us is a magus and the other, an elf." Maren rolled his eyes, blonde hair looking effervescent in the sunlight. Maren was indeed of elf blood, meaning he was pleasant to the eye with a melodic voice and a penchant for archery. Where had Gillian picked him up? Why, on the slave trade of course. Both boys had been slaves starting out, but now look at them! The mightiest crew to have ever sailed the sixteen seas! "Gillian, it's going to storm. Get your precious jewels and come back quickly," Maren warned, impatience on his breath.

"Yes Mother!" Gillian called, walking down the ladder towards dry land. He stepped foot on the wooden dock and began to walk towards the jeweler, a shoulder nudging him on his way out. He glanced downwards, noticing a small slip of paper had fallen. "Miss!" He called, chasing out after her, but she was already gone. Blinking, Gillian set back inside, retrieving and paying for his items. He glanced at the slip of paper, at the address scrawled into the corner. Is that where she would be? Glancing back at the ship to ensure that Maren could not see him, Gillian slipped way, grinning to himself. There was a definite skip in his step as he set off towards the forest, using a compass to make certain he was going the right way. Upon reaching the address scribbled onto the paper, he blinked twice for this was not a residence but a cave, somewhere uninhabitable by man.

"Hello!" Gillian called, fearlessly venturing towards the entrance. With a start, he noticed a door had been put up. Gillian knocked twice, wondering what sort of trouble he had gotten himself into. He waited a beat, the door opening a smidgen. Gazing from the inside were two different colored eyes, a peculiarity. "Sorry, someone dropped this, I think she live here," he stuck the slip of paper through the crack, hoping it would open further so that he could gaze upon the creature that the set of eyes belonged to.

"I wasn't expecting more guests," came a young voice. The door opened further, revealing a girl dressed in what Gillian would consider rags. The smell that met his nose was heavenly, a home cooked meal. His stomach growled, recalling the fact that he had skipped breakfast he had been so eager to arrive at this port. "Come inside, the meal isn't ready yet."

"Pardon?"

"If you have this, it means you must have been invited to Xiyah's party. Come on, you can help peel the vegetables," The child said, his eyes travelling down to the wings on her back. With a start, Gillian realized that standing before him was a dragon. "Are you coming or not?" She placed her hands on her hips. Gillian raised both of his in defeat. He followed her inside towards a table with various ingredients spread out across it, a large bowl of vegetables waiting to be peeled and chopped.

As it turned out, the dragon was terrible at peeling and chopping. "Let me," Gillian said, nudging her aside gently. She sat down on a stool, seeming comfortable watching him. "So... you're a dragon." Her ears twitched, those were the confusing part, the cat-like ears. Gillian averted his eyes, wondering if he would become hypnotized if he stared too long.

Winter shrugged, nonchalant. "Yes, can you read this?" She opened up a book, laying it on the table in front of him, apparently, the dragon could not read the dialect of the Spaniards. Luckily, Gillian could.

And that was how Gillian, the Princely Pirate, found himself reading a book to a dragon, whose head ended up in his lap. It was cute, if Gillian had a little sister, he most certainly would have wanted their relationship to be this close. Unfortunately for this child however, dragons were a rare entity and as such, he knew he had to have this piece for his collection.

cron