“ Heath Vern Tavarius ”
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NAME: Heath Vern Tavarius
NICKNAME(S): Vitae, VT, Heaven
AGE: 17
BIRTHDAY: 9th October

SPECIES: Wizard
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Bi-sexual
STATUS: Single

ACADEMY
YEAR: Sophomore
CLIQUE: Recluse

PERSONALITY!
Vitae has a way with words and people, he isn't much of a groups kind of person, though he isn't averse to them. As he likes individuals for being just that, individuals, with dreams and abilities to strive for whatever they wish for. A slight romantic at heart, with his eyes on greater things at times. Soft spoken and yet quick to anger, due to his heritage or what has become of it. Keen to cold gazes and wintery demeanors, he finds that it is distracting, liking nothing more than to challenge these people with his own sharp and imposing presense.

One to think things through, calculate every aspect of a situation before heading forward. Yet still prone to fall for the emotional trappings of humanity, Vitae is loyal and friendly to an extent. Even at first, he is a little underspoken, he can still be rather blunt when it suits his purposes. Not one to shy away from danger, he ventures forth with a inhuman courage and immense willpower that backs his stance upon any subject or situation. Though minutely anachronistic due to the books he sets himself by, with few quirks available, he still makes it well known that he isn't completely driven by the past.

The reason in which he stays a part from the common pack, is because he cares for what happens to people and wishes them to stay a reasonable distance from him. In relations to beliefs and such, he clings to the knowledge that nothing is god and that they are but higher beings of a more powerful nature than most can comprehend. Having no preference within the views of good and evil, he gladly stands within the grey area, being one that can be both brutally cruel and overwhelmingly loving depending on whatever is the best answer to a situation.

APPEARANCE!
Vitae has clear blue eyes, long blond hair with a sleek jawline. Starkly bridged nose and mildly sunken cheeks, standing at a height of six feet. He has a medium lined frame and broad shoulders, though he only weighs a hundred and seventy eight pounds. His muscle mass is nominal compared to the average individual, having worked and excercised outdoors most his life. Slender fingers and thin forarms, his body proportionate, though making him out to be a doll like thing. Strange markings etched into his skin through arcane ritual, upon his back, curling from his shoulders, down his back and creeping around his ribs, down the sides of his hips. Creating a pincer design, almost mimicking the a gaping maw clinging to his body.

Vitae usually wears thick clothing, dark colored jackets made of heavy weaved cloth and white linen shirts, britches made of a linen as well that complimented his attire. With leather riding boots, he looks like he had stepped out of a victorian era film. Wearing violet colored ribbons to tie his hair back in a ponytail, he keeps this look, with it's fanciful buttons and all to when he believes it appropriate. As he also wears t-shirts, jeans and other such things with runners. So that he could easily fit in to society when it is called upon him to be normal. Though, he rarely does so and keeps to his personal type of dress, as it feels within his comfort zone to be anachronistic.

ABILITIES!

• Bloodline Wizard
  He has all the abilities of a Wizard, though bestowed upon him through a cursed bloodline. He is granted powers beyond that of mortal ken (Powers Below), Vitae was the receptacle of his families experimentation and gifts.
  
  
• Born of Ice
  Description : Ability of his Bloodline, Vitae is emotionally bound to his powers, Ice is his first. Though he can call upon this power naturally if with some concentration, if he is angered it flows from him readily through the motions of Hatred :: The killing cold calls to him, his body temperature plummets below freezing, a layer of ice spreads over his eyes, his skin pales to a dead blue as oxygen is drained from his flesh. An aura of cold manifests itself around him and nearby fauna die upon his passing. Ice forms around his body, his blood freezes within his veins, though none of this impedes his movement nor does it render him fragile as he retains his former endurance and flexibility. He also does not need to breath while in this form, his limbs do not require oxygen.
  
  Power : With this power, he cannot control Ice, however. He cannot be harmed by Ice, as the cold regenerates his wounds. Those whom are within his reach begin to freeze near immediately, plants die as he passes them and he cannot bleed as the blood is frozen within his veins. If he grabs hold of anyone in this form, it would be like pouring liquid nitrogen onto ones flesh. The ice upon his body acts as Armor to attack and is as hard as most steels. By controlling the pressure within his body, he can make a once off attack and send all the ice attached to him flying outwards as projectiles in the form of jagged shards.
  
  Weakness : This occurs at times when he does not want it, even if a slight has been caused to him, he will not be able to stop it's appearance. Making hiding his true feelings hard. If he sends shards flying from his body, he is fatigued and may fall unconcious due to the strain. (This affects both Allies and Enemies)
  
  
• Bred in Fire
  Description : Ability of his Bloodline, Vitae is emotionally bound to his powers, Ice is his first. Though he can call upon this power naturally if with some concentration, if he is angered it flows from him readily through the motions of Fury :: Living with an internal flame, it smolders within him and he sense it's ever present nature. His body temperature rockets, his eyes begin to burn like flames and smoke drifts from his nostrils and mouth. Blood begins to boil, as if it were molten hot. Flames begin to burst forth from his flesh and skin, immolating his being. Bringing forth destruction to anything around him, he is not harmed by the fire or the fact his blood boils, the smoke does not impede his sight.
  
  Power : With this power, he cannot control fire, however. He cannot be harmed by fire, as flames regenerates his wounds. Those whom are within his reach begin to burns within the red hot flames. If he grabs hold of anyone in this form, it would be like touching molten rock. By controlling the pressure within his body, he can make a once off attack and make his body explode in a torrent of flames that lash outwards.
  
  Weakness : This occurs at times when he does not want it, even if a slight has been caused to him, he will not be able to stop it's appearance. Making hiding his true feelings hard. If he sends flames bursting forth from his body, he is fatigued and may fall unconscious due to the strain. The flames also burn anything he has on him, no matter the metal or cloth, leaving him usually naked and on fire. (This affects both Allies and Enemies)
  
  
• Timeless Concern
  Description : Another ability granted to him by blood :: Raising his hand to a bound wound or braced bone, weaving both time and magic. Vitae heals wounds that are to be fatal or would have taken years to set.
  
  Power : If he concentrates, Vitae may heal the wounds of others in a fashion. By touching them, he can stretch the limits of time and accelerate healing to certain spots upon the body. Though, the wound must be on it's way to healing beforehand.
  
  Weakness : The wound must be on it's own way towards healing, he cannot get rid of poisons or gaping holes within people. He can however, accelerate healing to the degree that it seems like Healing. Note that if it is used on a wound that is getting progressively poor, his power will only accelerate it's rot and destruction and not heal it in anyway but make it worse.
  
  
• Slaver of Minds
  Description : Another ability granted to him by blood :: With a nod, smile and glare, Vitae can force his personality upon another. Dominating their minds like a tyrant, though it's price is forever a high mark and regret is never far behind.
  
  Power : This power allows Vitae, to dominate weak minds. If the individual has no superanatural leanings, the ability usually works without a hitch as mental preparedness does not exist within the normal man. However, to Supernatural creatures, including magical adepts, he has a battle of wills with them, if he were to win, he may force them to do his bidding. As long as he concentrates on them, they are under his control, though stronger wills may break out of it soon after. Though some believe that they are never alone or safe afterward.
  
  Weakness : Vitae, dislikes this ability, as it is both flawed and immoral in a sense. The target must be within twenty feet radius of Vitae for him to be able to attack the mind of another, after a successful attack they can remain within a mile for control. Domination is painstaking and needs ones complete attention, leaving Vitae heavily fatigued with each use of this ability. Mentally claiming them only works if Vitae thinks of them constantly and only if he pushes power to keep the link open between him and the captive. Vitae may not make any Individual harm themselves in any physical fashion. Further Mental harm done to captive and Vitae, are shared between both the Master and Controlled.
  
  
• Mythic Reprisal
  Description : Another ability granted to him by blood :: The walls of his mind are open for those whom can see, though what happens beyond those walls is dangerous beyond ones belief.
  
  Power : There is a near psychic backlash of pain depending on what abilities Vitae has active. If he is freezing, then the invader instantly gets warped by the killing frost and it damages his mind. Same with the flames, except that the mind is bombarded with an unbearable inferno. If it is neither of these stances, Vitae' mind traps the mind of the invader using time. Frozen there, their bodies unmoving while their minds explore Vitae's, as minutes within his mind are hours outside.
  
  Weakness : This ability is left unchecked, it harms anyone whom dares enter Vitae's mind without warning. Though it is doable, one does not notice time passing outside the body if Vitae is in a neutral mood. Telepaths whom need to enter peoples minds to communicate are also assailed, though those whom project words are fine. This happens to both friend and foe.
  
  
• Demonic Reunion
  Description : Another ability granted to him by blood :: Teleportation, through dimensional portals. Grievously amusing in it's similarity to what Humans believe as teleportation. As a dark rift opens as Vitae disappears and reappears from another rift within thirty feet, the sounds emitted by this transferal of time and space, is much like a rasping of a snake or sudden gush of air.
  
  Power : This is the ability to teleport from one location to another within thirty feet of one opening to the next, through near instantaneous portals or rifts. They make for a wild sight, of six feet of darkness cutting into the fabric of reality. It also makes a sound that is quite audible from most distances. If Vitae teleports blindly into a location or building he has never been in, he is shifted into the closest location where he can fit safely without spearing himself on anything.
  
  Weakness : It is quite obvious when he teleports, making it useless most of the time. Loud and flashy, it makes for a poor technique for sneaking around, but a classic one for escaping people. Vitae is near intangible till he is out of the rift, making attacking others impossible vice versa.
  
  

FAMILY!

• Trudi Lagui Tavarius
  blood relation Mother | status dead | relationship Grieving
  
  
• Gareth Mikael Tavarius
  blood relation Father | status dead | relationship Murdered
  
  

HISTORY!
Heath Vern Tavarius, or Heath as he was called mostly during his younger years, had a brilliant life, with a loving Mother and a Father whom expected the world from him. Born in Countryside of England itself, he had friends and relatives that took him into their lives. Excelling at learning from an early age, he was able to accomplish most of the tasks set out for him as a child. From learning how to ride a bike, to why the sky is blue. It was carefree until one fatal eve, in which something happened to him that would change his life.

Heath was a quiet boy of quiet tastes, yet even in the small town he grew up in, there were bullies. Nothing from them, their insults or the fact that they threw rocks damaged either Heaths pride or body. This was until someone he liked was behing attacked instead, he was angry and he jumped to defend them. This was when everything went to hell, his body reacted with a burning hate and flames began to spark upon his body. He didn't remember much of it afterwards, just that he was naked and cold, the smell of burning flesh around him and the corpses of children around him.

Flee was what he did, he returned home, scared and afraid of what had happened. He was caught by his Mother, whom covered him and sent him to his room. He cleaned himself and slept, awoken in the night by a scream, a argument that insued and words being spoken. Of returning to an Order, running and starting anew. He didn't understand, but Heath recognized the voices soon, they were of his Mother and Father, running downstairs. He found his mother lying with her back against a wall, a knife in her chest, barely holding on as blood pooled.

His Father was wide eyed and hysterical, a wide grin addorned his features as he looked over to Heath. Exclaiming that Heath needed to die like his mother, that this had gone horribly wrong. His Father speaking of running and starting a new life where things like this would never happen, not again. It didn't make sense at the time, but his body didn't register what his mind told him to do, he attacked his father, cold anger took him and his body turned to ice. His father batted him aside as if he were nothing, afraid and alone as his mothers eyes fluttered and she lay still.

More shouts as his Father came at him with the same knife, having pulled it out of his Mother. Heath, through blind rage and perhaps luck, commanded his Father to stop. To his surprise he did, this was Heaths last days as an innocent boy. Leaving his Father and Mothers corpse within the house, it was reported on the news later on that the Father had murdered the wife and committed suicide the child was missing. Heath wasn't missing, he had just run away, afraid of what he was and how the situation had escalated.

But this was when they found him, his extended family, his Fathers family. They was estranged and yet, they were not unkind to him. Taking over as his guardians, he was taught everything from the ground up. They told him he was special and he believed them, but that he was to keep everything to himself as he would hurt others with his abilities. At the age of fifteen, he was sent to Foxhart Academy to be with others like him and to expand his knowledge of the arts. Standing tall as a Wizard. Now was his second year and he wished to make the best of it, the future ahead of him and his past buried.

YOUR NAME
Drakol

EXPERIENCE
Lots ^^

WHAT DO YOU THINK?
A lot of improvements since I last played here ^^ nice...