Name: Tempor
Age:Appears 20,it's when he stopped aging physically.
Birthday: February 16th
Gender: Male
Career: Courier (mostly a runner)
Appearance Description: Tempor is 5'9", weighs 187, with straight, shoulder length white hair that he usually has tied back, nothing fancy he just prefers it back.
His eyes are a mix of violet, amethyst and lavenders colors, mixing into a striking gaze.
He has a semi bulky build, sporting wide shoulders with a muscle mass that is almost entirely unnoticeable until he starts to use his strength then the definition changes to very prominent.
His features are very defined, with thin lips he often sports a smile of delight, like he is always having a wonderful time. His resting face is often seemingly wistful, like he's remembering all of his years at once.
His regular outfit is a pair of form fitting black jeans and a white tank top, his runner's pack on with various items in it. The jeans change to shorts on particularly hot days.
Personality Description: Tempor is a fairly kind person, always ready to make friends and keep them, he has an amicable personality. A straight shooter he prefers direct, even confrontational methods, to almost every situation.
He has surmounted a plethora of knowledge and is often ready to bring sage-like wisdom to those who come to him for help.
He is an outgoing and humorous man ready to crack a joke when he can. Often attempts to be the suavest person around, especially if there's a woman who catches his eye. But at a moments notice this lovable fool will turn into a cold, calculating leader ready to do what he must.
He will think of his mission before all else though.
Powers:
Power, Body Transformation: Tempor can manipulate his organic matter into inorganic formations. Turning his fingers into large knives, his arm into a blade, his skin to steel strength armor, turn his mouth into a large metallic maw, extrude spikes from his body, etc. He can't give his limbs more than a 2 feet of extra length when turned into a weapon or morphed in some way.
Branch-Enhanced Reflexes and dexterity-His body is regulated through his powers, keeping it in the best shape it can. His reflexes, among other things are improved to the point he can easily avoid most blows and projectiles. Pistol fire being the fastest thing he can avoid.
Branch-Improved Strength- His muscles are toned to their best, allowing him to lift 250 pounds easily.
Power, Immortal Regen: Tempor is able to regenerate any wound, limbs or injury. He always feels the pain of these injuries and they hurt more when they are healing. Major wounds taking several minutes to heal and anything less than a substantial hole taking a matter of seconds, but require him to be in a non combative situation. While under the pressure of combat he must act more defensively and he'll be able to regenerate small wounds, making sure to keep the area from any more damage. Limbs require at least an hour if it's the entire limb. He is effectively immortal, unless he were to be vaporized, he'd be able to regenerate. But if a vital organ were struck and he'd be brought to a critical condition he'd need to have up to six hours of pure uninterrupted rest.
Branch- Ageless body, he no longer ages physically
Branch- Pathogen and poison proof- no poison or illness affects him
Biography: Prophecies come and go throughout ancient times, some true and many false ravings of a mad man. Unfortunately this one is true. A legend foretells of 13 items made from a dying god that would grant the collector of all 13 immeasurable power. This legend had been spread all over, but in one temple it was changed ever so slightly. The add on spoke of a gifted person, who would rise and gather these items, bringing them peace and tranquility.
Unfortunately for Tempor this was him, he was born with such strange physical features that the locals took him for the descendant of a god, and this temple heard of him. A holy crusade was brought to his town and took him to the temple. Raising him, teaching him of the legends of these items, preparing him for the inevitability that he would have to find these items and kill their possessors for the good of the world. To their dismay his powers did not give a holy feel, more of a demonic twist of metal and human, but he never showed the priests ill intent, and he even considered them family after a few years.
That all took place in England, 717 A.D. but his story hadn't ended, he just waited for the time for it to start. Traveling the world he learned many things, languages and cultures, trying to keep from being noticed as an immortal. Making friends though, as he enjoyed doing, even though losing them brought the worst of pains. He met people of all kinds, human and not, kind and spiteful, warm hearted and cold, these experiences shaped him, some more than others.
Then his start came one day with a letter, someone had noticed him after all of this time of moving around and avoiding the modern world, he was invited to the island of Manta Carlos, to live in peace with others with abilities. Of course this wasn't the first time he heard of the islands, he recalled them being a pirate outpost last, how time flies.
He'd take the invitation, making a home for himself, and getting a courier job that would allow him to stay active and stay a part of the life of the islanders. This, he was sure, would be the place where he finds the treasure bearers and brings peace to all of the sentient races, he has met a few over the years and has longed for the time that they all lived together in harmony.
Additional Information: Light Emissary for Laetus's god relic hunt.
Age:Appears 20,it's when he stopped aging physically.
Birthday: February 16th
Gender: Male
Career: Courier (mostly a runner)
Appearance Description: Tempor is 5'9", weighs 187, with straight, shoulder length white hair that he usually has tied back, nothing fancy he just prefers it back.
His eyes are a mix of violet, amethyst and lavenders colors, mixing into a striking gaze.
He has a semi bulky build, sporting wide shoulders with a muscle mass that is almost entirely unnoticeable until he starts to use his strength then the definition changes to very prominent.
His features are very defined, with thin lips he often sports a smile of delight, like he is always having a wonderful time. His resting face is often seemingly wistful, like he's remembering all of his years at once.
His regular outfit is a pair of form fitting black jeans and a white tank top, his runner's pack on with various items in it. The jeans change to shorts on particularly hot days.
Personality Description: Tempor is a fairly kind person, always ready to make friends and keep them, he has an amicable personality. A straight shooter he prefers direct, even confrontational methods, to almost every situation.
He has surmounted a plethora of knowledge and is often ready to bring sage-like wisdom to those who come to him for help.
He is an outgoing and humorous man ready to crack a joke when he can. Often attempts to be the suavest person around, especially if there's a woman who catches his eye. But at a moments notice this lovable fool will turn into a cold, calculating leader ready to do what he must.
He will think of his mission before all else though.
Powers:
Power, Body Transformation: Tempor can manipulate his organic matter into inorganic formations. Turning his fingers into large knives, his arm into a blade, his skin to steel strength armor, turn his mouth into a large metallic maw, extrude spikes from his body, etc. He can't give his limbs more than a 2 feet of extra length when turned into a weapon or morphed in some way.
Branch-Enhanced Reflexes and dexterity-His body is regulated through his powers, keeping it in the best shape it can. His reflexes, among other things are improved to the point he can easily avoid most blows and projectiles. Pistol fire being the fastest thing he can avoid.
Branch-Improved Strength- His muscles are toned to their best, allowing him to lift 250 pounds easily.
Power, Immortal Regen: Tempor is able to regenerate any wound, limbs or injury. He always feels the pain of these injuries and they hurt more when they are healing. Major wounds taking several minutes to heal and anything less than a substantial hole taking a matter of seconds, but require him to be in a non combative situation. While under the pressure of combat he must act more defensively and he'll be able to regenerate small wounds, making sure to keep the area from any more damage. Limbs require at least an hour if it's the entire limb. He is effectively immortal, unless he were to be vaporized, he'd be able to regenerate. But if a vital organ were struck and he'd be brought to a critical condition he'd need to have up to six hours of pure uninterrupted rest.
Branch- Ageless body, he no longer ages physically
Branch- Pathogen and poison proof- no poison or illness affects him
Biography: Prophecies come and go throughout ancient times, some true and many false ravings of a mad man. Unfortunately this one is true. A legend foretells of 13 items made from a dying god that would grant the collector of all 13 immeasurable power. This legend had been spread all over, but in one temple it was changed ever so slightly. The add on spoke of a gifted person, who would rise and gather these items, bringing them peace and tranquility.
Unfortunately for Tempor this was him, he was born with such strange physical features that the locals took him for the descendant of a god, and this temple heard of him. A holy crusade was brought to his town and took him to the temple. Raising him, teaching him of the legends of these items, preparing him for the inevitability that he would have to find these items and kill their possessors for the good of the world. To their dismay his powers did not give a holy feel, more of a demonic twist of metal and human, but he never showed the priests ill intent, and he even considered them family after a few years.
That all took place in England, 717 A.D. but his story hadn't ended, he just waited for the time for it to start. Traveling the world he learned many things, languages and cultures, trying to keep from being noticed as an immortal. Making friends though, as he enjoyed doing, even though losing them brought the worst of pains. He met people of all kinds, human and not, kind and spiteful, warm hearted and cold, these experiences shaped him, some more than others.
Then his start came one day with a letter, someone had noticed him after all of this time of moving around and avoiding the modern world, he was invited to the island of Manta Carlos, to live in peace with others with abilities. Of course this wasn't the first time he heard of the islands, he recalled them being a pirate outpost last, how time flies.
He'd take the invitation, making a home for himself, and getting a courier job that would allow him to stay active and stay a part of the life of the islanders. This, he was sure, would be the place where he finds the treasure bearers and brings peace to all of the sentient races, he has met a few over the years and has longed for the time that they all lived together in harmony.
Additional Information: Light Emissary for Laetus's god relic hunt.
