Post by Xanthus on Oct 15, 2009 11:50:41 GMT -6
Name:
Xanthus
Age:
50
Gender:
Male
Race:
Centaur
Hails From:
Stroikara Mountains
Ranking:
Healer
Weapons:
His own hooves or possibly a near by branch.
Abilities:
¤ White Magicks The ability to heal others and self through white magicks. He is rather adepts at this magic work particularly only in healing and curing the ailments of self and others. Though not regularly practiced he does know defensive white magicks.
¤ Healing The ability to mend wounds and other physical ailments through means of using herbs and bandages and whatever other resources are used or are necessary.
¤ Gathering The ability to identify and gather many herbs, venoms, or other resources from nature. He is able to collect some difficult items with little to no harm to himself or others.
¤ Potion-making The ability to brew potions of many different levels and uses. Though usually only makes healing type potions he is able to create others with basic ease. He has little use to make other potions but for profit.
Companions:
None
Occupation:
Wanderer
Appearance:
The young centaur has the body of a twenty year old human and the body of a strapping young stallion. His chestnut pelt keeps only a natural shine. He doesn't add any oils or add anything to his pelt to give it the shine. His rump is pure white, matching the colorings of an appaloosa horse.
The Centaur isn't a warrior, never had he wished to become one. Though he did practice in some forms of protection( mainly in staff and halberd), his muscles were not built to battle foes. His skin is slightly tanned, usually he doesn't wear any form of clothing.
On the human side, Xanthus has short dark brown hair. Part of it in his face, the rest is a mess and he doesn't care to fix it.
Personality:
Xanthus believes in life and believes in death. There is a time for everyone to die but then there are times when people should be saved. People battle and die, a tragic fate but one that cannot be changed. If anyone has the chance to live he would try to save them, animal or creature, friend or foe. The only time he wouldn't is if it would kill him in return such as by Terrain or the one he is saving. In some circumstances this could be stretched.
The young centaur does however find enjoyment in watching creatures battle. He could watch an war zone and be at peace with himself. Even if it is a massacre. Especially if men are involved.
Xanthus finds more enjoyment watching men use physical force, whether in work or in battle. This goes to the point where he would want to have them all to himself.
History:
Xanthus was born on the foot of the Stroikara Mountains. He was away from most of the strife that the other centaurs have created and few armies would dare to go through the mountains to invade or to rage war on. It was a perfect place to raise a young child.
Xanthus never knew his father and was raised by his mother on the mountain range. At a young age he was able to scale the rocks just as well as any mountain goat. But due to his top heavy body he has received many wounds such as gashes, concussions, and sprained or broken bones. All of which was healed by his mother.
Like any male centaur, Xanthus was at first trained for battle. Because his mother was going to stay on the mountains didn't mean that she was going to force her son to. But he didn't find wielding a sword as very much fun. Instead, he wanted to be able to heal his broken limbs instead of have his mother save him all the time.He started learning white magick and potion making from his mother shortly afterward.
When Xan was 35 he had learned all that he could from his mother and was nearly full grown. This was when he took his leave of his mother and went to travel the world.
