One x One Character Sheet - Rose Woods (Fantasy)

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Warning

The character sheet below contains topics that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some. Topics of Violence, alcohol, Death are discussed though not too heavily or in detail.

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Name: Rose Woods
Species: Fox
Age: 24
Height: 5'10 (178 cm)
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him/His
Sexuality: Pansexual

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• Physical
• Personality
• Skills and fighting
• Story

• This young fox is pretty lean, though not skinny. He does not boast large muscles or a naturally big frame, but he's very much in shape and it can be noticeable just from a glance. He has a toned physique that fits his style of battle well.
  
  Rose is a man of intelligence and elegance, and his clothing very often reflects that. His clothing consists of a few different outfits, though most follow this same pattern, he prefers not to stray too far from his style. He wears wool pants and boots that never seem to stay dirty long, paired with a cloak that goes down to his knees covering a dark grey undershirt. His outfits are mostly composed of dark grays and blacks, though his cloaks sometimes have designs woven into them using purple or golden threads. He is never seen without his staff. Carved from a dark wood, his staff stands at about five inches shorter then himself. At the top of the staff lies a purple gemstone of some kind, seemingly infused into the woods by some unknown means. The staff itself looks smooth to the touch. He also wears a ring on his right hand, ring finger. It's made from silver, and contains the same sort of gemstone present on Rose's staff. There are a few small engravings in the silver surrounding the gemstone.
  
  Rose has a strange coloring to him. Born with the same patterns you would expect of any orange and white fox, he is different in the fact that instead of orange fur his body is covered in a dark pink fur. This always offers him many strange looks from passing strangers, which is why most of the time he wears the hood of his cloak over his head, obscuring his colors from anyone just taking a glance at him. His eyes are strange as well, being a bright and fiery orange.
• Rose is very intelligent and he is aware of it. He makes use of this on a daily basis, using cunning strategy and sometimes downright deception to get what he wants. His extensive knowledge of the mystical arts is also a major skill of his, and makes him an incredibly dangerous man to the unprepared foe.
  
  This fox is a very, very stubborn one. Most of the time he refuses to back down on anything, and he won't until proven wrong without a shadow of a doubt. He takes himself and his goals extremely seriously, and will allow absolutely nothing short of death itself to stand in his way of achieving them. Though, he is not a man blinded by bravery, and understands when a situation is too much even for him. He shows no shame in fleeing to better prepared himself before once more going back to what he was reaching for. Rose never stops improving, never really takes a break for anything other then to eat or sleep. He always seems to be training, reading, practicing, working. He simply cannot sit still.
  
  Rose has an incredibly dry sense of humor. He uses sarcasm as a weapon to outwit those around him for a chuckle. If you got Rose attempting to make you look a bit silly for a laugh, then congrats, he actually kind of likes you! And that's not easy to earn, so, you know. Good job!
  
  Rose does not have many friends or family that still live to this day, but the few he may have or may gain in the future are fiercely protected with a violent resolve. He stands for absolutely nothing nor no one harming those he cares for. Anything hoping to do so will have to kill Rose first, else they suffer for their actions. Rose is a great friend, there is almost a complete attitude change while around those he loves. You would notice a brighter overall attitude, an eye for things in a more positive light, perhaps even a genuine smile or two. And you will truly never have a greater ally. A great friend, a worthy ally, Rose is someone you would want on your side.
• Rose uses his knowledge on a variety of different spells and magic to control the battlefield with beautiful chaos. He can make it rain flames upon his enemies, or go the opposite direction and freeze the ground over, making movement nearly impossible. He can harness the power of lightning itself, or the nature around him. But even more so, nothing is off limits to this young mage. Anything to make him stronger and formidable against his enemies. Necromancy. Dark Magic. Curses. Nothing is taboo to him. Some would look down on him for this, but no one can look down on him from a grave.
  
  There's a variety of ways Rose can harness his knowledge, though he more commonly uses his staff. The gemstone on the top of it absorbs his magical energy and amplifies it, meaning he can do more damage for less energy. That is his main source of attack, though he does not need his staff to do so. He can very much use his magic without it, simply casting it with his hands does just fine, though requires more energy and focus. The ring on his right hand protects himself from the effects of his own magic. Casting flames is pretty useless if you give your hand third degree burns, yeah?
• Rose's story actually starts off rather happy. He lived with his family, which consisted of his Father, Mother and Older Brother in the large and prosperous kingdom of Phoxshire. At least, formally prosperous. The kingdom was safe and sound for a family like his, and until the age of 11, he lived a pretty good life. And then...well, all good things come to an end eventually. Call it a hostile takeover. The kingdom was suddenly under siege by a large unidentified militia. Phoxshire would have survived and won had any of their allies answered the call to battle. But their pleas for help went unheard, and after around 72 hours of battle, the king was dead and with no one left to say otherwise, the invaders now controlled Phoxshire kingdom and territory.
  
  The fight was long and brutal. The invaders went out of their way to attack civilians, many people died. Many innocent people died. Rose's people. Rose's family. Details are not important here, nor necessary. Maybe he will share them with you some day. Until then, you may wonder to yourself about those fine, gritty details. You'll have to earn that information.
  
  All you need to know is that Rose narrowly escaped with his life, hitching a ride with several other civilians in a wagon driven by a soldier who decided saving as many innocent people as possible trumped dying fighting for a kingdom that was long lost. Rose did not know where his family was. He could not find them during or post battle. He was taken to one of the neighboring allied kingdoms and essentially dumped into an orphanage. He remained there most of his adolescence, traumatized and fearing gaining any relationships with his peers. After all, he lost everything once back in Phoxshire. It could happen again. He spent most of his time then reading about magic. Different spells, incantations, gems, anything he could get his hands on he would read about. But he had a particular interest in the arcane arts..
  
  Once he was old enough and had left the orphanage, Rose got to thinking. As a free man, he only had one goal in mind. One thing, something that had been festering and eating away at his mind since the day everything fell apart. Revenge. He must take revenge on those who ruined his life. Those who destroyed everything he ever loved. Those who killed his family. They must die. Try as he might he would never be able to ignore this feeling. He devoted himself to the study of the arcane arts fully, and the rest is history.