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| 1 | - | Name: |
| 1 | + | Name: Xavier Jacob Dean |
| 2 | - | Race: |
| 2 | + | Race: Human, with some tiefling ancestry |
| 3 | - | Age: |
| 3 | + | Age: 23 |
| 4 | - | Sex: |
| 4 | + | Sex: Male |
| 5 | - | Height: |
| 5 | + | Height: 5'7'' |
| 6 | - | Weight: |
| 6 | + | Weight: 140 lbs |
| 7 | - | Eye Color: |
| 7 | + | Eye Color: Green |
| 8 | - | Hair color: |
| 8 | + | Hair color: Brown |
| 9 | - | Complexion: |
| 9 | + | Complexion: Pale-ish |
| 10 | - | Birthplace: |
| 10 | + | Birthplace: Muratoba, in the southeastern part of Levia |
| 11 | - | Birthdate: |
| 11 | + | Birthdate: September 4th, 1992 |
| 12 | - | Physical Characteristics: |
| 12 | + | Physical Characteristics: Skinny, with messy brown hair. Usually wears square frame glasses. Typically wears cloth robes ("Thicker armor is hard to move in."). His right arm has burns all over, with 4th degree burns around his hand (bad enough to see bone), 3rd degree around his wrist and forearm, and 2nd degree around his elbow. Ocassionally wears an bird-like mask.
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| 13 | - | Temperment: |
| 13 | + | Temperment: Typically quiet and timid, afraid to speak his own mind. Has a more cynical view of the world and is skeptical. Has trust issues that he is working on. When under the influence of the mask, he is more boisterious, brash, and blunt, with the arrogance to match that of one of Alex's brothers. |
| 14 | - | Ability/Strengths: |
| 14 | + | Ability/Strengths: Control over elemental magic, with an emphasis on fire magic. Also has the ability to control space and time on a local level, and can control the physical, gaseous form of magic known as Myst. Thinks before he leaps, taking advantage of enemy weaknesses and openings whenever he can. He's been around the block long enough to spot a trap when he sees one. Good with a staff and, ocassionally, a whip. Ambidexterous. |
| 15 | - | Weaknesses: |
| 15 | + | Weaknesses: When under the influence of the Mask of Lies, his own arrogance can blind him. Sometimes bites off more than he can chew and refuses to allow himself to burden others with something he started. He cannot use martial weapons to save his life, and is rather frail, like most mages. |
| 16 | - | Social Class: |
| 16 | + | Social Class: Middle Class |
| 17 | - | Occupation: |
| 17 | + | Occupation: Librarian |
| 18 | - | Religion: |
| 18 | + | Religion: Worships the Goddess of Darkness, Ursula, who was responsible for the creation of the Tiefling Race when the world was created. |
| 19 | - | Political Preferences: |
| 19 | + | Political Preferences: N/A |
| 20 | - | Parents: |
| 20 | + | Parents: Amelia Dean and Tyson Dean, both deceased. Amelia was a schoolteacher, while Tyson ran a magic shop. |
| 21 | - | Siblings: |
| 21 | + | Siblings: Lorna Dean, whom he loved dearly. Was a spellsword. Deceased. |
| 22 | - | School: |
| 22 | + | School: Muratoba Magic Academy, where he learned the basics of white magic and had training in elemental magic under the supervision of the town's strongest sage. |
| 23 | - | Failures: |
| 23 | + | Failures: If he was allowed to say all of them, he'd never actually stop talking and probably end up breaking down into tears. Possibly the biggest ones would be being unable to save one of the heirs from a vicious, gigantic behemoth. Said heir sacrificed his life to allow the others to escape, and Xavier feels like he could have prevented his death somehow. |
| 24 | - | Quirks: |
| 24 | + | Quirks: Has a hearty appetite for sweets. Fond of books, to the point where he would happily summarize them if someone asked him to. Can't hold liquor worth a damn. Always carries a pendant with a picture of him and his sister together. Has actually authored some books on Levian monsters and myths. |
| 25 | - | Favorite Food: |
| 25 | + | Favorite Food: Brownie (preferably with triple chocolate and with gooey melted chocolate and caramel on the inside. Bonus points if ice cream is on top.) |
| 26 | - | Favorite Color: |
| 26 | + | Favorite Color: Red |
| 27 | - | Trauma: |
| 27 | + | Trauma: Coming back home to see all of his family "sleeping", only to find out that they were not going to wake up ever again. Then turning around and seeing the butler they hired and trusted for so long turn into a scaley, eight headed snake ready to devour him. He ran the fuck outta dodge, and because the Orochi gained and betrayed his trust, his ability to trust anybody got trashed after that incident. |