Age: 23
Appearance: Much like his nature, his appearance seems to signify that he just didn't care enough to bother matching his clothes properly. At least the colors blend. He has auburn hair prone to reflecting a mixture of mahogany and amber at intervals when the light hits it. His bangs fall loosely, swept towards the right side of his face to keep it out of his eyes. It is common for him to have to brush his hair behind his ear or pull back his bangs entirely in order to see properly. He has reddish brown eyes that are always alit with internal amusement, a jovial smile on his face more often than not. He wears a leather jacket, always leaving somewhat open as he doesn't like buttoning it up--too constricting. The shirt he wears underneath has a lower neckline and is the same color as his right pant-leg. His pants have a criss-cross design about them, a bit of a snug fit that he rounds off with a pair of boots.
Seer or Guardian: Guardian
Skills(Strengths): His magic stems from summoning creatures. Now, before you get your hopes up, he typically summons butterflies. They are perfectly helpful, don't have that disdainful look. The range of things he can summon relies solely upon his mood and as he is greatly mellowed out most of the time, he primarily sticks to summoning his "pretty insects". Generally this seems to greatly annoy everyone else, especially since no one seems to understand that he's taking it easy and none of that is a truly serious summon at all.
His true talents lie within colossi summoning, which he can only do when he is angry. These large creatures tower over any and everything else, dwarfing its size by having the height of at least a ten story building. These massive beings have much destructive potential but, likewise, can be difficult to control. Depending on the range of his emotions, it is possible for him to have other summons--none of which he remotely makes known to others besides his butterflies.
Outside of magic, he is moderately skilled in combat, particularly in the form of fighting staves. He is not fond of extremely sharp objects and finds that blunt objects can still do a decent amount of damage as well. He knows specific points on the body to target to make the fight a quick one. He is flexible and agile, but that only comes from years of meditation and effort into his fighting.
Weaknesses: Due to the fact that his magic is purely reliant on his emotions, it is possible for him to be overtaken by them. Especially when he is in a fit of anger, he may not be able to control his colossi and they run the risk of turning on their allies. Likewise, there will be times he will simply be able to summon anything due to not enough of a base to draw upon. At times like this, the only thing he'll have to go on is his physical prowess but that won't defend him against magic attacks and the like.
Surprisingly, he cannot read at all. He can read "brail" but letters and words confuse him. So at times, it will be difficult for him to even manage spells due to what he has to write out. Though he's memorized the pattern of the strokes, it is beyond him how to research more spells and he can only learn by visualization or having someone read text outloud.
Personality:
Extremely laid back in pretty much any and all situations, his casual nature can be somewhat infuriating to those that are unaccustomed to dealing with it on a frequent basis. Not that he cares, because caring is for goobers and life is too short to get hung up on the tiny, little details. If someone is going to cry and moan all the time about the way other people are, they're probably dreadfully boring and not even worth his time to deal with. He maintains a mostly dismissive view on life, brushing off most things others would find worrisome or troubling. He generally always has a back up contingency plan which is usually why he can afford to not take situations as seriously as others might.
He enjoys making jokes of any kind, often times seemingly demeaning another person without meaning to. It's hard to pinpoint him for his tricks because usually, he seems innocent minded enough and doesn't seem to be directly trying to harm someone. He lacks directness, just sort of vaguely referencing anything he talks about. Generally he'll crack an amused grin during all of this, as if he knows he's confusing the other person and likes to see them stumble around. In this way, his sense of humor can be almost wicked. He can be sarcastic and even feign dim-wittedness to get away with his jokes. Strangely, for as easy as it is to be angry with him, it is difficult to remain so. He just has a knack for carrying enough of a good-natured air about him that it's nearly impossible to think ill of him for overly long.
Underneath the greatly mellowed out exterior he puts on is the instability caused by the anger he perpetually feels. To alleviate it, he meditates daily, sometimes even several times a day if the situation calls for it. He keeps this part of his personality close to himself, a carefully guarded secret that he works hard to keep just that. His anger can cause him to turn completely irrational and, often times, cruel. He will not fully think through any decision but react on the spur of the moment. There is no hesitation, no caution, and certainly no reasoning when he is in this state of mind. To his credit, he manages to remain at ease and so long as he meditates, he will not succumb to the rage he has.
Though he doesn't seem to play any favorites, a sign that he likes someone else is when he gives them a nickname. It may not appear to be overly endearing but to him, giving someone else a name is like connecting them to himself. So he (surprisingly) can take this matter very seriously and will absolutely refuse to change the nickname once it has been chosen. Overall, he's not a bad guy--he can be gentle if he is required to be and even charming, to a degree. Well, that's if he stops being lazy and actually puts in the effort to be a bit more than a joker.
History:
Coming from relatively modest beginnings, he was a boy who had never been poor but had never had a whole lot to his name either. His family was located in a fair position in society, his mother was a seamstress and his father an engineer. Though they did not earn all the money in the world, they worked to provide for their son as best as they could. He never had any siblings to speak of and grew up an only child. This never truly bothered him as he had never found it difficult to make friends and wasn't scared of trying either.
However, it took only a few years as his childhood progressed for him to begin showing signs of anger issues. He did not always understand what drove him to feel such rage. He had a good life and loving parents, went to a good school and yet, he still felt infuriated and found it very difficult to control it. There were several outbursts in school, the boy destroying parts of classrooms by throwing desks around or smashing chairs. Due to his extremely impressive academic preformance, the school never did expel him but his parents were called in more times than they could count.
It soon became obvious that he would need an outlet for his anger and his parents enrolled him in aikido classes in the hopes that he would be able to reach inner calm. It was here that he soon began to learn how to meditate as well as some basic forms of combat. This outlet worked--so long as he meditated daily, he was able to keep himself from becoming over upset over issues. It also worked to mellow him out, making him a more casual type as opposed to the uptight, serious attitude he had been portraying. As time passed, he also included polearms into his physical studies as he had always been fascinated with the fighting staff.
As he entered into high school, however, his parents reached a dilemma. With his grades, he could've gotten into one of the most outstanding schools in the area but it would've cost them more money than they could afford. Rather than stress them out, he decided to settle at "being average" and stopped putting in so much effort in school. His grades took a beating, not that he cared, he wasn't trying to go for elite or be the very best in school anymore. This pattern continued into college, the boy just barely making it through. He never did cause trouble but his grades were just on the edge of being unacceptable.
Though he never had any future plans, he became more of the type to "take it as it came" and cared little for where he ended up, so long as he was relatively content. Education mattered little in the grand scheme of things to him and he graduated without many regrets. He works part time to help provide for his family but is a tad antsy--he doesn't want to stick around forever in the same, secluded place all his life. But for now, there isn't anything he can do about it except wait.