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Name: Alaric Thompson
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Human (Psychic ability to see the past of items by touching them as well as lesser telekinetic abilities)
Occupation: Owns and runs the Rusted Memories antique store in town
Appearance:
Alaric is about 6'0" and his left arm was actually lost in an accident. His prosthetic one is a made with the same magic used to animate golems. However, since he has no natural magic of his own, he must go to the doctor once a month for a magic infusion. His hair is dyed pink which, originally, was a mistake but the look grew on him and he has kept it ever since.
Personality:
Alaric is someone who will never shut up if you get him talking about something he is interested in. Primarily, his interests fall into history and antiques. Not difficult to guess since he does run an antique store. He is the type of person who goes all in when he decides on something. Decides he likes antique weaponry? Well, he's going to do his best to collect all he can. Finds a band he likes? He will have all of their songs. Get into a relationship with someone? He will give his all towards the relationship even if the other person doesn't. The latter has often ended in more heartbreak than anything else, though. Oh, well. At least he still has the swords. Generally, he is a friendly guy and will not try to start any trouble, tending to like to go with the flow rather than standing against someone else. That's not true when it comes to business, however. You won't see him just laying down and letting you rip him off on the price of something he is buying or selling. He's going to show his stern side whenever he is haggling with someone over prices. Which can sometimes seem to come out of nowhere if you are used to just speaking with him normally. When it comes to friends, his habit of going all in comes into play once more, doing almost anything for a friend to help them out even to the point of being taken advantage of. You need someone to bring you Chinese food at 3 am for no particular reason? He's your guy and he is bringing extra egg rolls.
Backstory:
Alaric's family first came to Forest Nook a couple generations ago starting with his grandparents. They were tired of how their abilities were viewed by society as well as the scorn they usually received; usually in the form of being called freaks or frauds. Having heard about a sanctuary for those who were beyond the norm, his grandparents soon move to the town to start their new lives. Finding a welcoming community worlds away from the rest of the world, they decided to stay and start putting down roots. They had a daughter, his mother, and she grew up in the town. Eventually meeting a telekinetic powered psychic who would one day be his father.
Honestly, his early life was mostly uneventful but he did have a good childhood. Nice parents, grandparents, and his favorite (adoptive) aunt Tania. So, he definitely had people around him who loved him and showed him there support for whatever he wanted to do as long as it wasn't dangerous. Well, save for that one time that Tania gave a twelve year old Alaric an antique sword as a gift. Needless to say, his parents did not let him run around with said sword. Still, that moment is probably what got him so interested in antiques and the memories they could behold if he used his powers. Other than that, the other most notable event in his childhood was what led up to him losing his arm.
It was during the dead of winter and, like most children do, Alaric decided to go out and play. Now, he had been warned not to play on a nearby rock pile that was just a mound of large rocks because it was obviously dangerous. However, knowing no fear, he decided that was exactly where he was going to play. Upon reaching the rock pile, it did not take long for one misstep to cause a rock slide that left his right arm crushed under the weight of the rocks. In pain and stuck out in the freezing cold, he called out as loudly as he could for the first hour but his voice soon turned too hoarse to speak. Hours passed and his parents had gotten worried and put together a small search party. Some of the species helping who had a better nose were finally able to find him. Suffering from hypothermia, it would take him almost a week to recover. His arm however had been crushed and exposed to the cold for too long and it had to be removed just below his shoulder. The solution decided upon was to give him a golem hand. It took him a while to get used to and the monthly magic infusions are rather annoying, but it is better than living lift without an arm.
Spending his time growing up mainly focused on collecting and his interest in antiques, it did not take him long after high school to set up his own antique shop. Alaric wasn't rich by any standard and his living space was cramped, but he was and is happy.
Other:
- Lives in a very small apartment above his shop. It's made up of a small bedroom linked to an even smaller kitchen area and a small bathroom to one side. He has a washer and dryer in the basement of his shop. His living space is a bit cramped but pretty cozy, honestly.
- His golem arm is actually controlled by his telekinetic powers, while the magic just keeps the arm functional and in one piece.
- Thinks of Tania as his favorite aunt even if they aren't blood related
- Collects pins and actually made a board to pin them to and display them on. Old pins, new ones from places he visits, and other such pins all mixed together, almost like a collage of his life and interests. It hangs proudly above his bed.
- Loves video games even if he can't always afford to buy the latest and greatest games.
- Must have coffee to survive mornings
Name: Kyon Mysrokson
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Centipede-taur (Like a Centaur but with a centipede half instead of a horse half)
Occupation: Owns and works at the Ink-tipede tattoo shop
Appearance:
His centipede half is approximately ten feet in length, counting only his body segments, and each segment is about two feet in width. The body of his centipede half are pitch black with glossy, reddish-orange plated segments with black pigment causing darker coloration in a gradient that is more prevalent near the beginning segments and becomes lesser with each consecutive segment. The darker pigment is almost not present as you get to his final segment. The legs connected to either side of each segment at orange where they connect to the body but change into a yellow which become brighter as you get to the end of the legs until it is an almost white color. Each pair of legs is slightly longer than the previous pair of legs so that they will not bump into each other if he needs to move quickly. At his final segment he has a long, forked "tail" which has the same coloration as his legs.
As for his human half, Kyon's torso is tall at approximately four feet, but his total height changes as he varies how many of his segments are off the ground, since he is able to raise up as he wishes. Since he does like to keep in shape, his torso is very muscular. While his skin is a pleasant olive tone, that is definitely not what you would be noticing. The entire surface of his human half is covered in many different, intricate tattoos etched on his skin and worn with the upmost pride. Given his love for the trade and how he is unwilling to accept making a cheap or half-finished product, Kyon almost appearing like a walking collection of priceless art. However, the one he personally considers to be priceless is a tattoo of a half-centipede coiled around a half-spider that rests above his heart. His features are attractive with slightly larger than average dark-colored eyes, a masculine nose, high cheek bones, and a strong jaw. Kyon keeps his hair very short, his dark brown hair in more styled in a slightly longer buzz cut. Out of the top of his head extend a pair of long, reddish-orange antennae. The forcipules, which extent from a specialized bulge in their forearms which hides the forcipule when it is retracted, are appear to be like a solid, black spike which can extend about half a foot away from the wrist.
When it comes to clothing, he generally likes to wear any sort of t-shirt he happens to first lay his hands on in the morning. Any sort of shirt he has picked up over the years is up for grabs, so it is difficult to tell what shirt he might show up in the next day.
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- Married to Lorelei