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Torin Ilium

A young fighter, eager for training. He seeks out the greatest warriors in the Multiverse to learn from.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by R0NlN

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Torin Ilium





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Age: 17
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 145 lbs
Build: Muscular Ectomorphic: Athletic/toned

Torin has a sturdy, beaten face; adorned with a fresh collection of cuts and scars every week. He has long, black hair flowing down to fiery, piercing eyes. He walks in a slow, steady manner, faithfully observant to his environment and surroundings.

Torin likes to wear loose, casual clothing at all times. He prefers dark colors. He most commonly wears a black jacket with the hood cast over his eyes, running shoes, and sturdy cargo pants or jeans. He carries a variety of tools and weapons clipped into his belt and in his pockets.

Torin is determined, brave and committed. Driven by revenge, there is no limit to how hard he'll try...or how far he'll go to achieve power. Inquisitive and curious of everything that could make him stronger, he is eager to learn everything he can from anyone who is willing to teach him. When not training, he's a quiet and reserved boy; not one to start a conversation with a stranger.

Torin is a moral character, understanding right from wrong. While his ambitious craving for training superceedes his virtues, he nonetheless cares for other people and will help those in need when he can. He particularly dislikes powerful figures picking on or abusing weaker individuals. A life of dedicated training has hardened the boy, both physically and emotionally.

Torin was ten years old when he witnessed the death of his parents at the hands of powerful warriors. Determined to avenge them, he set out into the streets of Wing City, looking to train from whoever he may. Aside from his burning vengeance, he dreams of one day becoming the greatest fighter in all the Multiverse.



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Equipment


Tactical PARACORD Belt
Supports up to 800 lbs

Wallet
2000 Terran Credits

Charged Healing Runes
Palm-sized, imbued with healing magics

Slide-blade Impervium Katana
Retracts between 1' and 4 1/2', clips into his belt

Cell phone
Programmed to public and private connections

Rahal-Family Medallion
Hidden under his shirt




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Training


Torin's training with Roth Ushiro, the ronin

-Understanding of advanced Iado

-Mastery over Araki Mujinsai Ryu



Torin's training under the apprenticeship of the Chaos Mage, Rahal.

-Mastered fire-control

-Mastered ice-control and freezing abilities

-Advanced energy manipulation

-Advanced stone/earth control

-Mastered metal control

-Advanced water control

-Meditation and calming techniques

-Increased strength, endurance and willpower.

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Torin Ilium's Story

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Torin Ilium notices Twenty-Four Hours and Wednesday. Hadn't those two just been surrounded by this chaotic party? That one with the dark-hair had to be about his age. She looked...out of place. Torin grimaces a bit as he leans forward, agitating a severe bruise along his abdominals. He sips his drink. looking to numb the pain. He looks up at Rahal, grinning a bit, "If I'm not killed first, you mean. I'd feel a bit safer if you'd teach me a little more then just this..."

Torin lifts his hand even as he says the words. Furrowing his brows, he focuses himself. It was considerably harder while buzzed, but Torin had been practicing all day. A small flame appeared in his hand, quickly spiraling into a bright red fireball. Torin grins, still a bit amazed at himself. He remembered his ecstacy when he first learned to preform the technique succesfully and almost burned the forest down as a result of his celebration.

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Torin Ilium realized he was buzzed, and certainly wasn't at his best to be trying a new magic technique. He figured Rahal probably realized this too. In fact he was probably counting on him too fail. Torin gritted his teeth. Not this time.

Setting his drink down, Torin devotes all his attention to the flame in his hands, his own eyes reflecting the dancing fire before him. He breathes steadily, ignoring the terrible pain erupting as a result of his steady breath. 'Focus,' he thinks, 'extinguish the heat....keep the molecules...'

Just as Torin is sure he has it down, the ball explodes violently. Torin is sent flying from his seat in the bar, sprawling to an area on the dancefloor not far away from the Charlestone. He groans. Shit. Another failure. Torin attempts to pick himself up off the ground, determined to try again. The pain of using his muscles for more then walking or breathing strikes him suddenly though, and he finds himself frozen on the ground, struggling to muster the strength to rise.

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Torin Ilium manages to lift his head to see several pairs of beautiful legs approaching him. "Uh....Rahal?" he asks, a bit uncertain.

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Torin Ilium shakes his head, "let's not get too carried away. It's just uh...mind helping me up?" Torin still found himself quite unable to pick himself up off the floor.

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Torin Ilium chuckles loudly, but quickly stiffles it in a groan. It hurt too much to laugh. He backs up slowly behind Rahal, "should we do something? This thing is...dangerous. It's killing people, isn't it?"

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Torin Ilium shakes his head, resuming his seat next to Rahal. He gently runs a finger along his jaw, feeling the alterations in his skin where large bruises and sprung up. "I'm fine," he says, putting on a stern face, his dark hood still covering most of his eyes. "Some water would be nice though," he admits.

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Torin Ilium doesn't lift his head up as Wednesday greets his master. He wondered what sort of business she had with them. He stirs slightly, his sore body despising the action.

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Torin Ilium 's eyes gently shift over to Isaiah from where he sits. The man was the epitome of a western cowboy. Torin grins slightly, he had always loved westerns as a kid.

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Torin Ilium speaks in a low, half-whispered tone, "Torin." He responds, his eyes shadowed by his hood. He didn't really feel like making conversation. He shakily takes his water as it arrives, sipping it quietly.

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Torin Ilium 's eyes glance up at Reis from beneath a dark hood as he enters, his bruised face hardly turning in his direction. A strangeness comes over Torin as the man enters. This guy mine as well be Torin's complete opposite....

Torin manages to look over at Isaiah as he responds, grimacing a bit at the pain that came with his movement, "No, sorry sir. No disrespect. It's just that..." Torin grins a bit, "you were my hero when I was a kid."

Torin looks up at Wednesday, meeting her eyes with his own. He exhales softly. This one seemed to have a good heart. As tempting as it was to take the tube, Torin shook his head. "Thanks, but it's all part of the training," he responds.

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Torin Ilium looks up at Nathan, quick to pay respects to the man his master seemed friendly with. He nods, extending his hand with some difficulty, "good to meet you, sir." Torin winced a bit. Please, for the love of god, shake lightly...

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Torin Ilium nods, Nathan's shake was bearable on his shoulder. He is a bit interested though....'incredible power'....'consuming you'...in a way Torin was glad he had found such a powerful master. But hearing those words nonetheless sent a freezing, painful chill up his spine.

Torin looks over to Wednesday and Twenty-Four Hours, speaking in their strange language. Who were these strange girls? They seemed a bit out of it, both of them. Almost alien.

Torin would feel a bit awkward if Reis approached him, but would remain silent for the most part. A happy-go-lucky bard wasn't exactly what he wanted right now. Torin sat back, sipping his water, carefully trying to position himself in such a way so as not to agitate the collection of welts and bruises dotting the frame of his body.

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Torin Ilium shakes his head quietly, speaking in a dark, slightly rasping tone, "No. Just training." The words are very matter-of-factly.

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Torin Ilium coughs a bit, wincing. The action seemed to ignite his entire body in a surge of pain. "Born and raised in Wing City," he responds. "You're not from here, huh?" He looks over at them from beneath his hood.

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Torin Ilium sips his water quietly. "Traveling from where?"

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Torin Ilium shrugs. Yeah...aliens alright. They seemed friendly enough though. Torin rolls one of his shoulders forward, looking to Rahal, "I'm getting pretty tired."

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Torin Ilium nods, frowning a bit. Ah man...school. Definately not something he was looking forward too. He gets up, and exits Gambit's.

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Torin Ilium enters the clearing quickly after his master. He was feeling much better from yesterday, and although he was still rather sore; Torin was sure the worst of it had passes. He was freshened and ready for another day of training. He stands behind his master, hands at his side, ready for instruction. He notices the necklace in Rahal's hands, and looks at it briefly with interest.

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Torin Ilium grinned back, accepting the compliment thankfully. He was happy to be making such progress. Torin's eyes widen as he offers him the necklace, and he grasps it gingerly. Unfamiliar with latin, he looks up at his master, "how does it translate?"

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Torin Ilium nods, he puts the necklace on quickly over his dark gi tunic. He bows once before Rahal, "I'm honored, master."

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Torin Ilium laughs a bit nervously, "Magic, please," he says a bit embarresed. It would probably be best to take a break from the bruising for the rest of the day.

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Torin Ilium raises his eyebrows, a bit confused, "what you mean like...water, earth, fire, air?"

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Torin Ilium 's mouth slightly opens in wonder. Wow...he was going to learn how to manipulate ALL those things? Rahal was right! This magic was VERY powerful! He nods vigorously, "I'd like to try ice again," he says firmly.

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Torin Ilium nodded, Torin quickly assumes his horse-stance. It wasn't neccessary to complete the technique, but he wanted to be totally concetrated. Torin quickly created a fireball in the palm of his open hand. For a moment, he watches the flames dance before him, still marvelling that he capable of creating this...this life. With an exhale, Torin focuses on the molecules...

No. He could feel them...the molecules' tendancy to seperate...the fire's desire to combust. Torin wasn't going to let it happen. Not again. Breathing deep again, Torin devotes all his concetration, struggling to remove the heat from the fire and only that.

After a short while, he does it. The fire freezes over, ice appears floating above his hand. Torin gasps, shaking off his horse-stance, a few beads of sweat rolling down his face. He grins.

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nods. That might be a bit trickier. Assuming his stance again, Torin concetrates. Suprisngly, he found ice considerably easier to turn into fire then fire into ice. The element is quickly flaming in his hand once more. Gasping a bit, Torin laughs in suprised glee. "Woa! Rahal, I did it! Did you see that? On my first try