Theodore

Jun 18 2011, 07:41 PM

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Basic Information:

Name: Dorre Fil
Alias: None
Age: 2,471 years
Gender: Human: Male
Elemental: None (I’ll refer to it as “he”)
Species: Fire elemental (Trapped in human body)
Date of birth: Sometime in the past
Place of birth: He formed in an alternate dimension
Current residence: In a human body
Occupation: Magician/mercenary
Alignment: Whichever side pays the most

Physical Description:

Height: Human: 1.67 m (5.47 ft.)
Elemental: 5.31 m (17.42 ft.)
Weight: Human: 86.6 kg (190.9 lbs.)
Elemental: 17.37 kg (38.29 lbs.)
Appearance: Human: He is very thin and weak looking. His hair is a bright red and very wild. If it were straight it would come past his shoulders, but it’s sticking up in every which way. His eyes are red as well, and they have a fierce glow to them. He stands as though he could rule the world, and his voice is deep, guttural, stern, and demands respect.
Elemental: Very tall and always aglow with bright white flames, but if submerged in water the flames become purple. He hovers several inches off the ground. He has a vaguely human-like figure but without legs. His, what would be, back, if he had a specific shape, is hunched over.
Attire: Human: He wears full body armor almost anywhere he goes. Under the armor is a very conservative set of clothing. He wears a deep red t-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of high durability, steel-toed military boots. All of his attire is coated in a fire retardant. The armor is piecemeal. The helm is an average bucket helm, the chest piece is a series of welded scraps of metal, some thick, some thin, the leggings are half plate mail and the other half is welded together, and the boots are just metal coverings for his boots and ankles.
Elemental: Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Personal Information:

Personality: Angry towards humanity for trapping him in this human body. Otherwise, he’s a rather swell guy, but easy to anger. If hired and then not paid he gets very angry and will tend to kill the offender.
Hobbies/Talents: He can control fire to a degree, say, a bonfire, but not a forest fire. He can also create fire, just not in extremely large quantities, about a fist sized fireball at a time. He likes fighting to let off stea- er, smoke.
Likes: Fire, lightning, fighting, echidnas (for some reason), and proving people wrong.
Dislikes: Water, boredom, humans, and losing.
Items He has all that armor as well as a dagger and short sword.
Vehicles: His own two feet, well not really his own, but, whatever.
Trivia: He likes to create fireballs in his hand and “juggle” them in complex ways. He can run quickly by pushing a blast of fire out of the bottoms of his feet.

Relationships:

Family: None
Close Friends: Regular employers
Other Friends: One or two time employers
Romantic Interest: Now that’s just creepy
Rivals: Anyone who will fight him, but most are friendly rivals
Enemies: Most humans, especially those in satanic cults

Battle Information:

Skills: Limited fire control
Techniques:
For melee: Knock a melee weapon out of the way then blast the open area with some fire.
For ranged: Use a very hot fire shield to melt/burn attacks while advancing.
For aggressive opponents: Duck, dodge, dip, dive, and dodge.
For physically shielded opponents: Send fireballs around the shield to cause them to turn to block them, then charge.
For magically shielded opponents: Improvise.
Strengths: Being near fire or heat in general, having a plan, and not being overpowered
Weaknesses: Moist or wet situations, having no idea what’s coming, and being outnumbered
Weapons: Fire, dagger, and short sword

History: He formed in the elemental chaos where he existed for some time. (There was no time, so when he thinks back on it, it seems like he had been there forever, yet, only an instant.) Suddenly a rift opened, a mystical tether reached through and latched onto him. He was pulled through the rift and forced into a human body. The intention had been to create a powerful fire wizard to help take over the world by having this man control him. The plan backfired and the elemental gained control of the human. The cultists realized their mistake and quickly tried to make him their ally. The human/elemental came to in the circle he had been created. He realized he had knowledge of everything that the volunteer experienced. He could speak, move, and still control some fire. The lead cultist asked his name, to which he tried to respond. He could not speak his name, nor anything in the language of the elementals, so he said the closest thing he could think of, “Dorre Fil. I am Dorre Fil. Who are you?” His speech was stumbling, as he tried to correlate word to word, and keep his memories and the man’s from mixing. The leader spoke, “If you are not Tornadas, then you must be the elemental. It doesn’t matter, you work for us.” Dorre thought for a moment and then said, “I want to go back to the chaos.” The response did not please him, “You can’t. Once you are here, you are here for good. Try to kill that body and you will die with it. You work for us”
At this moment Dorre went into a rage and killed every person in the underground camp, and then destroyed most of the nearby town. When he calmed down he did not know where he was, nor how he got there. He stood in the middle of a crater in the middle of the now deserted town. He took what he wanted from the underground camp and the parts of the town that were still standing and began to walk. He learned what he could and learned the arts of swordsmanship, tactics, sleight of hand, and charisma. He became a wandering mercenary and would fight for whoever was willing to pay. He eventually grew bored of the constant killing and, apart from the occasional job, became a street magician.

The one part you want.

Reason for competing:
1. He could use the money to try and hire somebody to get him back into the Elemental Chaos.
2. He's bored.
3. He likes a challenge.