~Name: Harlow Bloom
~Nickname: Har
~Gender: male
~Age: 15
~Height: 5'4"
~Weight: 125 lbs
~Sexual Orientation: Can't we love anyone? (pansexual)
~Likes: ♥Soda
♥Spring
♥Hamsters
♥People
♥Cakes
~Dislikes: ✘Loud noises
✘Dark
✘Cold
✘Fish
✘Things he can't understand
Magic:
☆Spring Breeze: A soft warm breeze scatters flowers in the general proximity.
☆Sunshine Glow: Washes away bad feelings, gives most people a warm fuzzy feeling of easement.
☆Morning Dew: Heals superficial wounds, and helps speed the healing of greater wounds.
☆Fading Grace: Vines with thorns sprout from the earth and entangle Harlow's enemies.
Appearance:
~Pet: A hamster name Peas
~Weaknesses: Weak to physical attacks and Weak in dark areas.
~Equipment: A staff made of harden vines. Pale green in color.
~Personal Description: Harlow is a bright boy with a bright personality. He is chipper and energetic, and tends to have a good look on life. Physically he is not the strongest, but he will try his best to help. He wears clothes that are light in weight but heavy enough to keep him warm. He hopes everyone will one day get along, and that magic will bring the world together.
~Personality: A sweet and gentle person, Harlow seldom gets into fights. He likes to go with the flow, and often goes along too long. He is a chatty person and can often get along with almost anyone.He can be a bit loud or a bit clingy especially to those that have just met him, but he means no harm.
~History:He lived a life that anyone could envy, living with his grandmother out in the country side. He started showing skills in magic at a young age, but due to the small population of the area he remained safe growing up. Until one Sunny day when a man showed up at their door, he asked for food and water and being the kind heart'd people they were they helped the man. To cheer the man up Harlow showed the man ☆Spring Breeze, one of his almost perfected magical spells. Less than a week after the man had left their home, a group came to take Harlow away. His grandmother did her best to stall them, letting Harlow escape with the clothes on his back and a memento. He has been on the run ever since, Hoping to find someone who'll help him.
~Extra:Purple oranges will make grandmother happy.