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Name :

Jhondrol

Gender :

Male

Age :

17 (going to be 18 in a few days of the rp starting)

Race :

Human

Appearance :

Jhondrol stands about 5’4 his height his only weak point, he has a very muscular figure and is always seen wearing a crimson red cloak that is always brought up and over his sapphire blue eyes and nose. On his back always rests the bow created for him by his personal blacksmith, but other than that he looks like a pretty average citizen. The cloak that rests around his body has dark black insignia’s coursing around it, and pulled over his hands are a pair of dark black leather gloves, with a silver metal plating resting on the back of them. He is always seen barefoot even when riding on the back of his eagle claiming it makes him feel closer to the beast. Jhondrol is a stuck up bastard that thinks he’s better than everybody, he never backs down from a fight and is always ready to defend his family, Jhondrol loves the feeling of being alone and meditating alone at the top of the mountain or even riding his eagle, the thing which he cares for like it was his own kid. It makes him feel like he has a certain amount of freedom from the clan and he has always wondered what was down below the sky and beneath it but has never had the balls to try and find out.

Background (optional) :

Jhondrol was born to the king and queen of Zaleas 17 years ago, it was a joyous occasion for them and the clan members for they feared the clan would discontinue if there was no heir. The boy was born special from the minute he came out of the womb, he was almost a natural at learning being able to form and control lightning at the age of only 5 years old. Upon his 10th birthday he achieved a feat not achieved by the most elite members of the clan, he fended off a group of rebels from killing anybody in the village equipped with only a bow and a metal rod, he stepped from the slaughter with only one wound a scar struck from the tip of his eyebrow down to just below his eye. He then had the metal rod crafted into the weapon that now lay at his side. From then on he trained and trained spending many nights alone to master his bow and his own abilities eventually surpassing his dad in the art. He stayed atop the tip of the mountain many nights without sleep or food pushing his body through the harshest conditions to become better. At 17 a few days before his 18th birthday he has decided to finally get the bird a bird feared by everybody in the clan a bird considered to be a god and thus where our story begins.

Abilities :

Jhondrol has the ability to control lightning of course, but he has mastered it to the point not only does lightning come from his own body he may now create lightning just by pure will. Calling multiple bolts of the energy from the sky or sending it forward just by thinking it. Of course this is a great strain on his body since he has not mastered the ability to control the weakness yet. He also has the ability to create thunderclaps of sound. Weapons: Jhondrol uses a bow and a special made sword, the handle of the bow is made out of the same crystal as everybodies bow but has been enhanced by Jhondrol’s own abilities, and the crystal is a dark red color and glows brightly when the arrow is launched from the bow attempting to blind it opponent. At his side rests a dark onyx hilted katana which rests in a dark crimson sheath, the tape around the hilt unbroken and still intact meaning Jhondrol has never had to draw the blade.