Leeson Marillion

[Leeson Marillion]

Leeson Marillion Appearance Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 24 Birthday: 16th of Autumn, 490 AV Birthplace: Zeltiva Appearance: Leeson is thin, somewhat wiry. He weighs in at a mere 160 pounds and reaches a height of 6”1, if he isn’t slouching at that given moment. His hands are abnormally large and are marked with the scars that come with initiation to Reimancy, though upon closer inspection they seem jagged and messy, as if performed drunk or in bad lighting. His face reflects many aspects of his body: His jawline is thin and pointed, his face is slim and his cheekbones high. His eyes are a light blue, as is usually the norm with the thin, yet brightly colored blonde, hair he has, which he more often than not keeps swept neatly to one side. Character Concept Leeson, overall, is a very charming, stable, knight-in-shining armor type of character. And he is totally a good person. I was lying. Leeson is good at heart. Probably. At face value, he’s not exactly the type of person a mother would trust her children around. He has a certain look in his eyes, as if wherever he steps he sees opportunity. Opportunity for what? For fun. If Leeson does something it’s for personal gain nine times out of ten. Most often, he does things because he has an overdeveloped sense of humor, like a boy who never completely grew up. He will think before acting, yes, but his thoughts are not necessarily the wisest, most generous, but could possibly be the most creative. If Leeson talks to you, looks at you, or interacts with you in any way, it’s most likely at your expense. Ever the jokester, Leeson Marillion will do anything and everything to get himself to somewhere fun, whether it be a mental state or a physical repercussion of his action. Character History Leeson was born to a happy family that remained happy for about six years. His father was a student at the university, taking classes mostly to further his skills in Auristics, Morphing, and Reimancy, but stopped the moment his first son was born, who was, you guessed it, Leeson. His mother was a nice girl by the name of Julia Everard, who Leeson didn't know well. She had lived in Zeltiva all her life and hadn't done much, save fishing. From a young age, Leeson admired Papa Marillion’s magical abilities, as he often used his magic to impress Leeson. When they played Leap Frog together, he elongated his tongue and balded his head. When he told stories to Leeson, he would make the wind blow, the air moisten, or even zap Leeson’s skin lightly at corresponding parts of the story. Needless to say, Leeson adored his father and his peculiar talents endlessly. But Mr. Marillion was not an imperfect man, nor was he an imperfect father. He had spent his entire life in Zeltiva, and as most who do, grew a liking for Kelp Beer. A great liking, in fact. Not so great for him to have been labeled a drunkard or an abuser, nor enough for him to have visited The Kelp Bar on regular occasion, but enough for Leeson to recognize patterns. Leeson was a smart child, at least as clever as one the age of five could be, and it wasn't the first time that his father had by some miracle found his way home. Leeson knew that he could manipulate his father however he wanted to when he was vulnerable. So that night when he came home, Leeson begged and begged for magic, he begged and begged and pleaded to the man. And it was rewarded. The next morning his father taught him his first morphing model, a duck's bill, taken from a delicate oil drawing that Mr. Marillion had purchased some years ago. Granted, the relationship between his mother and his father was weak, but this was the last straw. She left with Leeson’s now estranged brother, who was at the time at the age of 1, to protect him from his father. Leeson, however, was left with his father when his mother left. His father, on good days, taught Leeson to control his powers, to not hurt himself. On bad days Leeson would rather avoid him. However, the good days were few and far between, seeing as being a single father takes an obvious toll on the man, and his job as a dockworker was unrewarding to say the least, and yet he had found time to initiate his son, after much convincing, into Reimancy at the age of seventeen. Despite his loving father's gifts and affections, Leeson jumped at independence the moment that he could, and he moved away from his father. There is no bad blood and Leeson holds no grudges against his father but they are by no means friends. Leeson now lives a mostly solitary life, with little social contact, and works as a Reimancer. Language Fluent Language: Common Basic Language: N/A Poor Language: N/A Skills Skill EXP Total Proficiency Morphing 15 SP 15 Novice Wilderness Survival (Forest) 20 SP 20 Novice Reimancy (Earth, Water) 15 RB, 15 SP 30 Competent Lores Edible Berries in Sylira Morphing Model: Duckbill Possessions 1 Set of Clothing -Simple Shirt -Simple Pants -Simple Undergarments -Simple Coat -Simple Boots 1 Waterskin 1 Backpack which contains: -Comb (Wood) -Brush (Wood) -Soap -Razor -Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth) -1 eating knife -Flint & Steel 100 Gold Mizas Heirloom: Loincloth that Leeson, himself, made at a very young age by cutting apart his father's clothes with an eating knife and stitching them back together to essentially make a crosspatch diaper. It is mainly colored with a pleasant ocean blue at the hips and cup and a light pink everywhere else. Housing Location: Zeltiva House: Cottage, roughly 20x20, in the Old Quarter. Includes bed, hearth, chest, table, chair. 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[Perplexity]

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Hello Leeson,

Upon reviewing your character sheet I noticed a few issues that need to be addressed before you can continue to role-play on the forums. Please tend to these matters at your earliest convenience.

History: I realize that I have reviewed your character sheet previously but a few things have occurred to me upon reading through it once again. Let’s start with Leeson getting “zapped lightly on the skin”. Uh…no. Not only that but as an individual previously associated with the University, Leeson’s father would have been under scrutiny and this would have been seen as a gross misuse of magic not to mention using Morphing for a child’s entertainment. No self-respecting wizard would even consider such a thing. A loving father? He’d be terrified of harming his son because of just how dangerous magic really is. Even with a smattering of lessons at the College of Djed, Leeson’s father would have had more respect for magic than that. It’s more likely he wouldn’t have practiced his craft around Leeson at all.

On to Morphing, you wouldn’t be able to learn how to take the shape of a duck’s bill from a drawing. You have to study a real duck’s bill, the real thing, extensively for a long period of time. Then you would be able to compare it to drawings and diagrams to enhance your understanding of the real thing.

Now lets address a very fundamental underlying issue, Leeson's father was a wizard. Leeson, as you are trying to portray him, is a wizard. Wizards might be odd at times but they're rarely buffoons who take so lightly the disciplines of magic. Why? Magic is unnatural. It's taxing. It's grueling. It's both an art and science that men and women spend their whole lives working to understand. Most fail miserably because of just how complex magic gets when you truly begin to broaden your horizons. Even the Nuits on Sahova don't claim to know everything there is to know about magic and they're hundreds of years old with a lot more knowledge than can be found anywhere else in Mizahar. I think you seriously need to evaluate what being a practitioner of magic is about before just picking it up nonchalantly.

Regards,
Perplexity