Name: Alren James
Gender: Male
Mortal Parent: Unknown
God Parent: Hecate
Date of Birth: April 17 2004 / 11 years old
Place of Birth: Oakland, California
Hometown/Last Residence: Las Vegas in a hotel/casino called "The Purple Pony Casino"
Race/ethnicity: Spanish and American
Accent: slightly Spanish
Skin Tone: pale
Eye Color: purple contacts (normally blue)
Hair Color: Light blonde
Hair Length: medium sleaked back with gel
Height: 4' 10"
Weight: 70 pounds
Body Type: thin no bulk what so ever
Appearance: creepy shifty wears a cloak over a black camp shirt and jeans (he dyed his shirt black)
Weapon: Cb staff
Armor: has a set of CB armor but refuses to wear it
Pet(s): none
Skills/Talents: reading, learning, magic comes natural to him
Flaws: snarky, rebellious, antisocial, Untrustworthy, gloomy
Strengths: self trusting - slow to trust new people - clever
Weaknesses: Pretty bad at singing and can't cook
Likes: the dark and ravens
Dislikes: sports
Fears: being all alone
Personality: He is very shifty. He keeps to himself alot. He is usually sticking his nose in a book or scroll. He is never smiling his most positive facial expression is a grin. He doesn't talk much.
Abilities: none
Powers: 2 different spells
Y'nri Er - 5 bird from his surrounding surround him attacking nearby enemies - 1 post chanting/10 post cooldown/lasts 3 posts
Xlu Grenth - sap some strength (about as much as 3 cups of coffee) from a living creature/human by pushing then pulling his hand towards a target - 2 posts chanting/6 post cooldown
and can manipulate the mist, the biggest thing he can manipulate is something within a 8x8x8 feet cube and can hold for 4 posts max and has a max cool down of 6 posts.
Social Status: loner
Summer or Year Rounder: year rounder he doesn't have anywhere to go
Years at Camp: 2
Life Before Camp: He was left alone. The owner of the hotel took him to an orphanage, but he ran away back to the hotel looking for his parents. He met many people, one man took him in, it wasn't a man though, i was only 9. It was a satyr. I told him I didn't have a family. He decided to take me to Camp Half-blood after he learned I was a halfblood. The journey was long and dangerous. Multiple hellhounds and a manticore attacked us. We fought them one at a time. I say we but it was mainly the satyr.
Role-playing Example: The beast leaped. I thought the hellhound would kill me right there, but my spell worked. The ravens surrounded me and i was safe. Just then two more leaped, they were pushed away too. I started chanting and the hounds ran for the hills. "Thanks" said the new halfblood. "No problem, I was new once too" I replied. I walked him to the big house. Chiron galloped out and took him inside. "Exciting second day" I said
Notes:
Gender: Male
Mortal Parent: Unknown
God Parent: Hecate
Date of Birth: April 17 2004 / 11 years old
Place of Birth: Oakland, California
Hometown/Last Residence: Las Vegas in a hotel/casino called "The Purple Pony Casino"
Race/ethnicity: Spanish and American
Accent: slightly Spanish
Skin Tone: pale
Eye Color: purple contacts (normally blue)
Hair Color: Light blonde
Hair Length: medium sleaked back with gel
Height: 4' 10"
Weight: 70 pounds
Body Type: thin no bulk what so ever
Appearance: creepy shifty wears a cloak over a black camp shirt and jeans (he dyed his shirt black)
Weapon: Cb staff
Armor: has a set of CB armor but refuses to wear it
Pet(s): none
Skills/Talents: reading, learning, magic comes natural to him
Flaws: snarky, rebellious, antisocial, Untrustworthy, gloomy
Strengths: self trusting - slow to trust new people - clever
Weaknesses: Pretty bad at singing and can't cook
Likes: the dark and ravens
Dislikes: sports
Fears: being all alone
Personality: He is very shifty. He keeps to himself alot. He is usually sticking his nose in a book or scroll. He is never smiling his most positive facial expression is a grin. He doesn't talk much.
Abilities: none
Powers: 2 different spells
Y'nri Er - 5 bird from his surrounding surround him attacking nearby enemies - 1 post chanting/10 post cooldown/lasts 3 posts
Xlu Grenth - sap some strength (about as much as 3 cups of coffee) from a living creature/human by pushing then pulling his hand towards a target - 2 posts chanting/6 post cooldown
and can manipulate the mist, the biggest thing he can manipulate is something within a 8x8x8 feet cube and can hold for 4 posts max and has a max cool down of 6 posts.
Social Status: loner
Summer or Year Rounder: year rounder he doesn't have anywhere to go
Years at Camp: 2
Life Before Camp: He was left alone. The owner of the hotel took him to an orphanage, but he ran away back to the hotel looking for his parents. He met many people, one man took him in, it wasn't a man though, i was only 9. It was a satyr. I told him I didn't have a family. He decided to take me to Camp Half-blood after he learned I was a halfblood. The journey was long and dangerous. Multiple hellhounds and a manticore attacked us. We fought them one at a time. I say we but it was mainly the satyr.
Role-playing Example: The beast leaped. I thought the hellhound would kill me right there, but my spell worked. The ravens surrounded me and i was safe. Just then two more leaped, they were pushed away too. I started chanting and the hounds ran for the hills. "Thanks" said the new halfblood. "No problem, I was new once too" I replied. I walked him to the big house. Chiron galloped out and took him inside. "Exciting second day" I said
Notes:
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