His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
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Arcanon
Arcanon enters.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Alasund
Description
About middle height and of slim build, this 21 year old mage has a mostly black cape and robes, his black hair pulled back in what can be loosely called a ponytail.
His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
His crimson eyes are cold, and seem to cut into your soul.
Personality
Cold and calculating, Arcanon is more like a scientist than a Mage, and his approach to anything is an interest in dissecting it to find out just what it is that makes it run like it does. Some say he's done this to magic, but no-one knows. Other than that he helps out the needy, but the higher up people he doesn't help, as he reckons anyone that far up in the world can help themselves.
Equipment
A book that powers his magic, sentient, and the cloak that is fire/acid resistant.
It is partially resistant to laser as well.
History
It is unknown where exactly he was born, it is only known that he was born into poverty, and had to work himself up in the world. He was helped by a sentient book that taught him how to use magic, and fuels his spells. Essentially he is a two man team, but few expect Mortei to actually communicate, it is unknown whether he can communicate to anyone else then Arcanon.
So begins...
Arcanon's Story
Arcanon looked back. "Magic is completely improbable, and as for tongues, I do believe it is possible, you do realise I can make it possible? Maybe I do have to change the sizes of some things, and I do bend the laws of physics. But they say a rule is only made to be broken. And I've decided to forget the tongue in cheek thing anyway. Your so much more fun when you can talk!" His eyes almost seem to shine.
Arcanon smiled as he walked away, then seemed to consider. his hand waved and he began to mutter an incantation. The light spreads, as a small flash of fire as the bottom of chair Garvus was sitting on begins to burn.
Arcanon grins at this, this could be fun. He pulls out a handful of small rocks, whispering before throwing them randomly in the area Garvus was in. they flew through the air redhot and began to burn where they landed. He wanted to see just how much he could fluster this man.
Arcanon continues to smile, "Do you perhaps know the sport baseball, Snob? If you do then I've got a prime pitch." he says as he twists around in mid air, a fireball appearing in his hands. he spins around before 'pitching' in an imitation of the sport.
Arcanon frowned as the ball of fire dissipated a few centimetres infront of Garvus's face. "You're no fun, can't even take a fireball!" He rants as he turns around in a huff, heading towards the door.
Arcanon started to cough as the smell reached them, taking a gulp of water to clear his throat before speaking. He nods at Chise then stands up. Watching in suprise as the mage gives up. He sits back down.
Arcanon enters, his cold eyes sweeping the bar before settling on the dragon and the group fighting. He smiles as his robes brush the floor, he approaches the group. "And what, pray tell, is this delightful scuffle?" He says, a smile which would be called warm on any other face, but on Arcanon it almost looks predatory.
Arcanon smiles, "Oh, good, I like complicated, gets rather messy usually!" again looking somewhat feral as the light slightly flickers around him, the book in his arms begins to glow.
Arcanon stared as it was explained to him, he looks around once more before saying. "That's not half as interesting as I would've liked." and turns towards the bar. He strides quite quickly up and sits on a bar-stool ordering a ice-water. There wasn't much of interest in the bar at this time. "Rather disappointing, don't you think, Mortei?" He asks his book. Well, you assume it is his book considering he is looking at it as he says this.
Arcanon perks up as he hears the words 'magic user.' "Really?" He asks as he picks up his water, walking over. "I am too you know, I rarely find another one!" His smile doesn't have the feral edge of earlier, but it doesn't look quite right either.
Arcanon's bright approach begins to fade as the waterpician and the other mage, a mage-creator by the looks of all his equipment, ignored him. That wasn't good. "I do believe I addressed someone other than the wall?" He says, his voice dangerously quiet, his book once again beginning to light up.
Arcanon smiled, and replies. "Not sure how, I'm looking for something interesting to do and at the moment everything else is proving boring, since you were a magic-user I thought I might garner something from talking to you, or at least Mortei thinks so." His smile returning lightly, the book doesn't stop glowing however.
Arcanon smiles, taking a seat and putting his as of yet untouched icewater on the counter. "Well, you are a mage-creator I presume from your equipment. And I've never really met one before, what's it like to create items using magic?" His eyes are shining now, and the book had began to calm down.
Arcanon frowned, "Neuromancer? Mortei says you have several items which are magically imbued. How do you have them then?" He looks somewhat confused, and if a book could be said to have emotions then Mortei's was smug.
Arcanon seemed to listen to something for a moment, before commenting. "Mortei says the coat aswell, but still I ask, how did you create them if you're not a mage-creator?" His face had lapsed into concentration, and his hand at his chin, his glass of water still untouched on the counter.
Arcanon smiles again, as the question was resolved. "So how do they work, do you know the theory for how they're imbued?" His scientific side coming out, He hadn't met a Neuromancer before either, but he was more interested in the science of magical item creation.
Arcanon nodded, "I haven't met one myself but I'll take your word for it. Now, you're a Neuromancer? Mortei tells me that is nerve magic, or something like that." He was extremely interested in the flames on the side of the weapon, but didn't let it distract him from his questions.
Arcanon nodded, "I like to mess with them too, usually on a table though, and with lots of knives. You can find out so much by studying the human brain." His eyes are alight again, but this time there is something seriously sinister about them.
Arcanon started to warm to his subject. "Yes, it isn't that hard to influence them either, you just have to knock them unconscious and peel back the top part of the skull and the skin, they're remarkably fragile for such an important piece of the anatomy. And you can insert little chips into them, and then use them to influence the actions of the person!" (Sorry about this, but he's easily the evilest character I've ever created.)
His eyes slightly narrow. "I've been told that before." then opens his mouth to say more, suddenly freezing with his mouth open for a few seconds before it curves into a predatory smile. "Mortei tells me I shouldn't continue at this point, there's someone listening in that we don't want." He says, his dark eyes slowly scanning the other patrons.