Name: Arren King
Age: “My age? I suppose looks can be deceiving, then…” 134, appearing to be around 28
Birthday: “My birthday? Planning something, are you?” 30 September
Gender: “I would hope that I know my own gender, no?” Male
Category: Staff, assistant in the Infirmary
Appearance Description:
Personality Description: From the moment one meets him, it’s clear that Arren’s the mature big brotherly type. He’s caring and looks out for nearly everyone even if he doesn’t know them very well, and is a rather compassionate person. He doesn’t mind playing the role of mentor, friend, or even confidant; whatever someone needs, he’ll do his best to provide. He wasn’t always like this, of course, and it’s just as obvious who was able to pull out such a nurturing side of him-- Ace Pendragon and Jace Nightray.
Upon meeting the werewolf and vampire, respectively, he could sense that they both needed someone to lean on. Still not completely healed from his own rough time, he figured that they could support each other, and began the process of bringing them in to create a makeshift family. It was through caring and watching over Ace and Jace that he learned such compassion and patience, his previously standoffish and stiff attitude warming up considerably. Occasionally, he reverts back to that considerably asocial state, but he often hides it well. He also has a tendency of mother henning those who manage to truly worm their way into his heart, and while this can get annoying, he does it out of love.
Powers:
Biography: Arren was born to a modest couple in a small village, but was orphaned by the age of 14 when a particularly bad harvest caused many of the families to go hungry for the winter; without proper meals during the increasingly cold weather, his parents easily succumbed to pneumonia, and then later, death. Miraculously, their son survived, but he was now alone. Arren was later foisted onto the family of the village headman, and though they did their best, it was hard to provide for the orphan as well as their own children. The headman knew that something was bound to give way, and even though he felt terrible for the boy, he would put his own family first.
Fortunately, nothing drastic had to be done. That summer, two years after his parents died, a traveling wizard had stopped by their village to rest and spotted Arren playing with the younger kids. He noticed something odd about the orphan, and after further observation, deduced that Arren was a wizard like him. Once he came to that conclusion, he insisted that Arren leave the village with him to train, lest his latent powers become too much and cause an accident. Though slightly dismayed to leave his birthplace, Arren jumped at the offer, knowing it was a chance that only came once a lifetime. He had also picked up on the tension between the headman and his wife as they worried over what to do about him, and knew he would be relieving them of a burden if he left, as cruel as that sounds.
And so, the next century-- and wasn’t that revelation quite the bomb: he had learned that he would live for a long, long time so as long as he kept himself healthy and off of people’s hit lists-- found Arren constantly traveling with his mentor, who turned out to be rather infamous on the supernatural side of things for his ‘hobby’ of collecting rare artifacts, and training his magic and weaker ability to temporarily summon spiritual familiars. In the beginning, he was trained to properly harness his innate talent, and when put through the trials to determine which type of magic he could use, it was revealed that he was best suited for a style that took small pieces, building blocks, if you will, and weaved them together to create something larger. Once that was determined, his mentor moved on to elementary spells and charms instead of searching for another teacher for Arren; their types of magic matched, therefore finding another was unnecessary.
All of the traveling was not good for Arren, who had already been a quiet, too-mature-for-his-age boy. He never formed any true bonds with anyone, save for his mentor, which caused him to become a bit standoffish and overly polite when speaking with others. Depending on no one but his mentor, however, backfired rather spectacularly when the man chased after an extremely sought-after artifact that happened to be cursed heavily: the older wizard died a gruesomely painful death, leaving Arren, now about 119, completely alone in the world. Anyone he had known from his village was long gone, and he didn’t have any friends.
For five years, Arren wandered aimlessly. If he happened upon a new spell or two, a new technique here and there, he made note of them, but didn’t actively try to learn. It wasn’t until a few months before his 124th birthday that he bumped into Jace Nightray. Even he, as unfamiliar as he was with emotions, could tell that Jace sorely needed someone to lean on before he became too self-destructive and ended up hurting himself. He reached out to the vampire on a whim, absentmindedly wondering if he would finally be able to have a friend. Though Jace was somewhat prickly in the beginning, Arren eventually wore him down.
The two loners became a platonic duo. Arren was a solid rock, keeping Jace from his more self-destructive behaviors and acting as a responsible older brother/uncle, and Jace would help Arren with his social skills, often reminding him not to be so mature and serious all the time, that he too could let go every once in a while. This lasted for about two years, until Arren’s 126th year, when they found Ace Pendragon. Just like the time he first met Jace, he could just sense that Ace, then nearly eight, needed people to depend on. He needed a family.
At first, Jace was vehemently opposed to the idea of allowing Ace into their little fold, fearing what it would do to the ‘dynamic duo’. Would Arren focus more on Ace, the younger boy that needed more support and guidance? Would he forget about Jace, who still needed him? The vampire’s denial lasted a whole year, in which Ace was given food and money, but mostly left to fend for himself. Throughout that year, Arren did his best to convince Jace, but in the end, it was Ace and his loving, if naive, exuberance that won the vampire over. It didn’t even matter that Ace was a ‘werewolf’— Jace had slowly but surely adopted Ace as his baby brother, so by the time Ace became officially a member of the now triple, it was only a formality.
Their dynamic was still a bit rough, and there were several explosive arguments, but seven years later, they can all proudly claim that they’re a family. Both Jace and Ace brought out Arren’s protective mother-henning, which was something he never thought he could do. It was only recently, too, that Arren and Jace had their most heated argument. All three had been delivered invitations to Starlight Academy. Jace didn’t want to go, while Arren thought it was a good idea. Soon enough, they came to a decision. Arren was hired as an assistant that spent most of his time in the infirmary, Jace enrolled in college, and Ace enrolled in high school.
Additional Information:
Age: “My age? I suppose looks can be deceiving, then…” 134, appearing to be around 28
Birthday: “My birthday? Planning something, are you?” 30 September
Gender: “I would hope that I know my own gender, no?” Male
Category: Staff, assistant in the Infirmary
Appearance Description:
- Eyes: A wine-like shade of reddish-brown
- Hair: White with the occasional silver/gray highlight, either cut in layers that rest at the nape of his neck or pinned back to give him a sharper look, as seen here or here
- Height: 5’11’’
- Weight: 161 lbs
- Clothing style: Usually rather formal, wearing dress shirts, cravats, slacks, black boots, a black coat, and a top hat. On less serious occasions, he can be seen losing the coat and hat, but will keep the dress shirt, cravat, and slacks.
- Distinguishing marks: Regardless of the way he styles his hair, a section of it will always, always remain positioned to cover his left eye
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Personality Description: From the moment one meets him, it’s clear that Arren’s the mature big brotherly type. He’s caring and looks out for nearly everyone even if he doesn’t know them very well, and is a rather compassionate person. He doesn’t mind playing the role of mentor, friend, or even confidant; whatever someone needs, he’ll do his best to provide. He wasn’t always like this, of course, and it’s just as obvious who was able to pull out such a nurturing side of him-- Ace Pendragon and Jace Nightray.
Upon meeting the werewolf and vampire, respectively, he could sense that they both needed someone to lean on. Still not completely healed from his own rough time, he figured that they could support each other, and began the process of bringing them in to create a makeshift family. It was through caring and watching over Ace and Jace that he learned such compassion and patience, his previously standoffish and stiff attitude warming up considerably. Occasionally, he reverts back to that considerably asocial state, but he often hides it well. He also has a tendency of mother henning those who manage to truly worm their way into his heart, and while this can get annoying, he does it out of love.
Powers:
- Stronger power: As a born wizard with natural magic, Arren can cast spells, charms, curses, and minor hexes and jinxes that have an array of purposes with a spoken incantation and a focus of his will and magic.
- Weaker power: Arren has the ability to summon very low-level spirits, usually only those taking the form of small animals, that can act as temporary familiars.
- Strengths: While many of the things he does with his magic are not powerful on their own, Arren’s type of wizardry was not meant for all-powerful explosions of magic. Instead, he spent his apprenticeship learning how to weave different types of spells and charms together to create something with a larger, stronger effect. In other words, should he have the concentration and magic to spare, he can do very, very complex things that range from cleaning and cooking to destroying enemies on the battlefield. When brewing potions or requiring a certain ingredient, he can summon a familiar spirit and give them directions to search for and bring back whatever herbs or plants that he needs.
- Weaknesses: Because the spells he knows are not all too potent when cast alone, it takes Arren a bit of focus and magical power to weave them together for the desired outcome. Even something simple cannot be done with the snap of one’s fingers and requires Arren’s momentary concentration. With everyday use, this isn’t such a bad thing, but if Arren was in the middle of a fight, his lack of attention on his opponent to instead weave his spells could be the death of him. This is where his more minor ability comes in. As he is able to summon temporary spiritual familiars, he can use them as a defense until the spell that he is working on is complete. This, however, will also require its own concentration and power, and tends to weaken the spells as Arren’s focus is split between the spell and the familiars.
Biography: Arren was born to a modest couple in a small village, but was orphaned by the age of 14 when a particularly bad harvest caused many of the families to go hungry for the winter; without proper meals during the increasingly cold weather, his parents easily succumbed to pneumonia, and then later, death. Miraculously, their son survived, but he was now alone. Arren was later foisted onto the family of the village headman, and though they did their best, it was hard to provide for the orphan as well as their own children. The headman knew that something was bound to give way, and even though he felt terrible for the boy, he would put his own family first.
Fortunately, nothing drastic had to be done. That summer, two years after his parents died, a traveling wizard had stopped by their village to rest and spotted Arren playing with the younger kids. He noticed something odd about the orphan, and after further observation, deduced that Arren was a wizard like him. Once he came to that conclusion, he insisted that Arren leave the village with him to train, lest his latent powers become too much and cause an accident. Though slightly dismayed to leave his birthplace, Arren jumped at the offer, knowing it was a chance that only came once a lifetime. He had also picked up on the tension between the headman and his wife as they worried over what to do about him, and knew he would be relieving them of a burden if he left, as cruel as that sounds.
And so, the next century-- and wasn’t that revelation quite the bomb: he had learned that he would live for a long, long time so as long as he kept himself healthy and off of people’s hit lists-- found Arren constantly traveling with his mentor, who turned out to be rather infamous on the supernatural side of things for his ‘hobby’ of collecting rare artifacts, and training his magic and weaker ability to temporarily summon spiritual familiars. In the beginning, he was trained to properly harness his innate talent, and when put through the trials to determine which type of magic he could use, it was revealed that he was best suited for a style that took small pieces, building blocks, if you will, and weaved them together to create something larger. Once that was determined, his mentor moved on to elementary spells and charms instead of searching for another teacher for Arren; their types of magic matched, therefore finding another was unnecessary.
All of the traveling was not good for Arren, who had already been a quiet, too-mature-for-his-age boy. He never formed any true bonds with anyone, save for his mentor, which caused him to become a bit standoffish and overly polite when speaking with others. Depending on no one but his mentor, however, backfired rather spectacularly when the man chased after an extremely sought-after artifact that happened to be cursed heavily: the older wizard died a gruesomely painful death, leaving Arren, now about 119, completely alone in the world. Anyone he had known from his village was long gone, and he didn’t have any friends.
For five years, Arren wandered aimlessly. If he happened upon a new spell or two, a new technique here and there, he made note of them, but didn’t actively try to learn. It wasn’t until a few months before his 124th birthday that he bumped into Jace Nightray. Even he, as unfamiliar as he was with emotions, could tell that Jace sorely needed someone to lean on before he became too self-destructive and ended up hurting himself. He reached out to the vampire on a whim, absentmindedly wondering if he would finally be able to have a friend. Though Jace was somewhat prickly in the beginning, Arren eventually wore him down.
The two loners became a platonic duo. Arren was a solid rock, keeping Jace from his more self-destructive behaviors and acting as a responsible older brother/uncle, and Jace would help Arren with his social skills, often reminding him not to be so mature and serious all the time, that he too could let go every once in a while. This lasted for about two years, until Arren’s 126th year, when they found Ace Pendragon. Just like the time he first met Jace, he could just sense that Ace, then nearly eight, needed people to depend on. He needed a family.
At first, Jace was vehemently opposed to the idea of allowing Ace into their little fold, fearing what it would do to the ‘dynamic duo’. Would Arren focus more on Ace, the younger boy that needed more support and guidance? Would he forget about Jace, who still needed him? The vampire’s denial lasted a whole year, in which Ace was given food and money, but mostly left to fend for himself. Throughout that year, Arren did his best to convince Jace, but in the end, it was Ace and his loving, if naive, exuberance that won the vampire over. It didn’t even matter that Ace was a ‘werewolf’— Jace had slowly but surely adopted Ace as his baby brother, so by the time Ace became officially a member of the now triple, it was only a formality.
Their dynamic was still a bit rough, and there were several explosive arguments, but seven years later, they can all proudly claim that they’re a family. Both Jace and Ace brought out Arren’s protective mother-henning, which was something he never thought he could do. It was only recently, too, that Arren and Jace had their most heated argument. All three had been delivered invitations to Starlight Academy. Jace didn’t want to go, while Arren thought it was a good idea. Soon enough, they came to a decision. Arren was hired as an assistant that spent most of his time in the infirmary, Jace enrolled in college, and Ace enrolled in high school.
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