Rocton (nicknamed Trickster)

Basic Info

Name: Rocton (nicknamed Trickster)
Age:25
Race:Nymph
Look's: Rocton has a pale grey skin. His eyes are somewhat slanted and are extremely dark. His face is scarred slightly and his hair hangs just above his shoulders. On most occasions, he wears a dark black tattered robe with a heavy hood. In battle, he often wears a light silvery armor that covers the entire body and a helmet that has three spikes. His physique is somewhat slim. There are many burns on his arms and his hands are rough and scratchy.

Personality

Personality: Rocton is usually cold and dark. He doesn't speak much unless needed and rarely opens up to people. He has a strong sense of loyalty although he has been known to break the bonds of loyalty if his interests clash with it. He always seems to have a hidden agenda and tried to be friends with those he sees as a threat or a viable ally. He doesn't hesitate to plot against enemies and he hates people who show conceit or act like they have authority over him. He succumb to darkness in his past but saw the error in his way but was unable to turn back. He now embraces darkness while at the same moment stopping it and himself from being too powerful.
Like's: Plotting, modest people, eagles, flying, quiet, blacksmithing, exploring ruins
Dislike's: darkness , weaklings , annoyances, threats

Element and Nation

Nation: Wind
Town:Jeweled gust town

Elemental Mastery
Primary Element: Darkness
Secondary Element: Wind

History & Biography

History: Rocton was born on a far off planet called The wild blue Yonder. During his childhood, it was a peaceful planet and Rocton spent most of his time with his grandfather. His grandfather was a master pilot who had flown in the clouds of the world for all his life until he became crippled after a plane wreck. Rocton's grandfather couldn't move , so he always sat on a chair and had everything he needed brought to him. During Rocton's frequent visits, his grandfather would retell tails of how the sky would look during flight and how his grandfather had once flown so close to the sky he could touch the stars. These stories would later inspire Rocton to become a master pilot himself.

During his teenage years, the world Rocton lived in crashed around him. Wars enveloped his home and his grandfather was killed in a fire caused by a bombing. Rocton grew bitter but caring. He grew bent on revenge for his grandfather and spent his spare time studying war strategies and technologies. Soon he would join the air force and end the war that caused his grandfather's death. Although it was a personal victory, this was Rocton's first step towards the darkness that would later ruin his life.

Now of age to fly at any time he wanted, and having obtained many planes from the air force, Rocton flew around the world at ease, until he crash landed in a remote area and came upon the ruins of a temple. There Rocton stayed for 2 years deciphering the tablets of the long lost inhabitants of the temple. He learned much of ancient magics there but more importantly discovered the ancient civilizations relied heavily on eagles. As their birds of war, messages, and all around good luck, the eagles soon became Rocton's most beloved animal and when he finally got out of the jungle he would raise eagles.

During his final years on his home planet, Rocton would learn more of the ancient arts and even make his own weapons to train with. He grew to be a master smither and became a master of the katana from the ancient teachings.

But none of his newfound skills would prepare for what would come next. His entire world was engulfed in everlasting darkness. Rocton was flying during the incident but all he managed to see was a darkness overcoming his plane.

For hours he could not see or feel anything until a bright light enveloped him and he ended up a in a desert like world.

He had been taken to a different universe altogether and here he would grow more and more towards the darkness.

He grew to be a dark lord and ravaged world after world until he was banished from there by the guy Rocton called his lord.

Now in exile , Rocton would take a ship into empty space and go into a cryogenic state for years.

Soon he ended up in Sprikiania and although most of his recent memories would be lost he would still remember of some of his dark past.

Now he roams Sprikiania seeking to be redeemed and for a new start.

For now he only wields his old katanas which he calls Specter and Ghost.


(if you haven't figured it out yet,this is basically Trick -__-)

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