Flecker
I'm a legume
Name
Patolus Romano Salas
Age
20
Gender
Male
Appearance
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(Without the blindfold, his eyes are standard brown and he's not blind)
Species
Human
Personality
Salas frequently appeared as a relaxed, carefree and a lazy individual. In his pouch it was filled with a quite strong drink. In a glance there's nothing interesting about him, however inside he possessed a powerful will that won't be put down even by the greatest disappointment, he's also filled with flaws such as having a massive fear of chickens and possessing a slightly weak physique, though one thing that he always have is he never give up.
Bio
Growing up he was never a remarkable kid, his father was a renown swordsman and his mother was a witch who disappeared without a trace. He spent his young life in the swordsman academy, but it wasn't a great story there. He lost consecutively 213 times by his father, beaten by girls 17 times and his male peers 20 times from his entire 250 childhood duels. Disgraced by his embarrassing record the swordsman disown him and threw him away in the woods.
His days with trees weren't so great either, the animals were cruel to him never sharing any of their foods and death was approaching with every second he spent his days in the forest. Three days passed and his father decided to pay him a visit, but what he saw was a boy laying in front of a broken tree with just skin and bones. A half broken stick held in his hand, scar forming on his skin and the untidy cut from the tree, only made him believe that he was in fact training all this time in the forest. He focused on earning his father's respects and survive with just sheer willpower alone.
7 years passed in the academy he finally graduated as the oldest swordsman in the history of his father's school. He went through all the problems with just a single goal in his mind. Currently he's wandering the various kingdoms for 2 years until now trying to find any peaceful place where he can sleep till the day ends.
Powers
Powerful will: Through suffering and continuous failure combined with disrespect he always received, his heart is now very resilient and tough. The deepened connection with his subconscious, mind, and instinct allowed him some special abilities such as:.
- Sixth sense: The potential for him to predict an attack, a possible outcome of an event and those things that are invisible to the naked eye. He would sometimes battle with his eyes closed, trusting his instinct and sharpened feelings to find his target. Having doubts, dirty thoughts, and cloudy mind block this ability.
-Seventh sense: Resistance of pain and strengthening the weak. Facing an enemy with happiness and relaxed body nearly nullifies the pain that hit him and it can increase his own physical strength by some caliber altering even his physical aspects. Having fear and panic block this ability.
-Eighth sense: Inner power. The most supernatural aspect of his asset, unpredictable and raw willpower that has a possibility to be weaponized. Sometimes it can actualize as an overwhelming presence that dominates those with the weak heart, it can even actualize as something that can influence his environment. It's still something that's mysterious for him.
Skills
Adept at swordsmanship and fighting with the staff
Extra info
Physically he's quite unsightly, he possessed a horrible stench and owe nearly all bartenders in all kingdoms.
(I'm really sorry if there's anything conflicting with the rules, I'll edit it if there's anything wrong!)
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