Robert Greville, born Mowfurth (Grim)[WIP]

» Name: Robert Greville born Mowfurth
» Titles: The Necromancer, The Witch of West Woods, Grim
» Age: 27 (Born at year 1619, Fall and died year 1647, Summer)
» Gender: Male
» Sexuality: Heterosexual
» Horoscope Sign: Scorpion
» Relationship Status: Widower, had a son
» Affiliation/Rank: Rouge
» Lineage: Pure-bloods

» Physical Appearance Description:
Hair: Robert had always liked having a bit wild, unusual look. It helped him in driving a bit more respect into people, though he never aimed to over do it. Fools, when stuck in a corner, become too brave. So, for his hair, they almost reach the level of his shoulders, though not completely. They are dark brown with strands of white hair here and there. To keep a image of a wise man Robert regularly washes them and takes care of them as good, as it was possible in that time. The texture of the mans hair is silky, but thick, showing that the guy isn't planning on going bald any time soon. What is strange, when using extensive amount of magic or, when absorbing magical energy from the surrounding, his hair starts to grow, being able to even reach the length of 50 cm in matter of minutes. What else, depending on the type of magic in use Roberts hair can turn snow white, pitch black and multiple different options. While, afterwards, the color comes back to his original one he needs to cut them again.

Eyes: Usually, on daily basics, the males eyes are in the color of greyish brown mixed with green. The color isn't too flattering or attracting, but what made them stand out is how sharp and clear these eyes were. If one looked close enough they could almost see the mans very soul in them. What else, Roberts pupils are much, much smaller then a regular persons, nothing more then a black dots. But there the odd things only start. When in low or no light the greyish brown eyes emit weak, yellow glow. In the same time, when the place is overly bright, the wizards eyes seems to become darker, the gray turning into black and brow just melting in this blackness with green.

Upon using magic, as his hair, the males eyes too are affected. Depending on the type of magic, they can go completely black as dark pits, turn into silver-like discs, burst into flaming bright orange and much more. When just purely absorbing magic from his surrounding they usually becoming white with blue outer ring. This effect too fades in time after the end of spells usage.

Clothing: This is where Roberts keeps everything as simple, as it is possible. Nothing fancy, his everyday clothing is made of a simple clothe shirt and pants, both in gray color. This is what most people in farming villages wear and, because of their high practical use and being comfortable, the man feels pleased with it. Though, this is for home and home alone to wear. Whenever going out from his home, or when meeting anyone, he will wear extravagant, high quality clothing, made from the finest garment, sewed with gold and silver, adorned with expensive jewels. While seeming a bit odd looking for that time, they all radiated wealth and power. On fingers he will always have three rings on each hand, five of them being overly flashy and expensive, while the sixth being nothing more then a simple copper loop with a simple heart carved in the middle.

Body Type: Being an average in size for his time, the man stood nice 5'7 feet, weighting a bit above 154 lbs. His body was nicely built from the constant work at his families fields, though last few years, where the most of the job was done by servants or magic, Robert had gone a bit soft. The males back is kept straight and movements are quite smooth. There are few scars here and there, a huge one going just across the mans chest. In the center of the chest, just where Roberts heart can be found, a crude looking symbol can be found, another one being on the mans stomach. These had been put years ago for attracting, welcoming and controlling certain energies in his body.

Spiritual Energy: Roberts spiritual energy tends mostly to appear not when casting spells, but rather when feeling strong emotions. In these times then it can look from burning red, when in rage, to transparent-gray when surprised or in form of blueish white, when excited.

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» Personality:
Devoted: Getting a task done, reaching a certain goal or just being friends with someone, Robert will give all his energy and soul into it. He is just like that, believing, if something is worth doing, than it should be done with 100% of your capacity. He can have sleepless nights, he can overwork himself or do things beyond any human morals or principals just so he could achieve what he had intended. When it comes to friends, real, true friends, the man could risk his life for them, other people lifes for them. For enemies, he will hate them with all his might. Destroying them mentally, physically and spiritually will be the mages main goal.

Friendly: Most wouldn't imagine him being the people person, knowing with what the man was messing around and they would be quite wrong. Robert had always tried to be nice, pleasant and generally a swell person to be around. He is ready to listen to your problems, help you solve them, spend his time with you and so on and on. The man had always taken part in most of his villages social activities, like town fairs and such. He visits the pubs, church, town hall and all other places where people usually meet. This trait probably was what stalled the mans sentence for such a time.

Calm: Keeping his cool sadly wasn't something the male was born with, but learned in years of studying arcane arts. For one to learn and master spirit summoning, taming nature elements and such, they need to dedicate time and can't allow rash decisions, emotional outbursts in case of failure and so on to happen. Calm, cold logic is what needed.

Even when younger he didn't understand the perks of calm mind, the man now is thankful for the fact that almost no situation can hit him out of balance. There had been multiple times, more then a dozen, when Roberts life was on the line, because of a new found summon, who got out of control, or in the quest of acquiring something, they weren't that coorperative in giving it. Calm mind lets him think and thinking lets Robert live. It is that simple.

Energetic: There is nothing wrong in being full of energy. And Robert, since childhood, had been one. No one could really find a moment, when this man hasn't been doing something. When younger, it was helping his father, helping someone in the village or playing around, when growing older it was still helping someone or working. Even, when taking a brake, it just meant the man going hunting, gathering wood or walking through the village to see how everyone is doing. Growing older, yes, he became a bit more passive, but only to extend, where he would less walk around, more work in his workroom. Robert couldn't be calm even in bed, kicking and rolling in his bed all night.

Funny: Sarcasm, satire and just plain jokes, he likes that all. Robert will never say no to a good laugh. This was one of the reasons why he had always liked jesters, bards and people in general, who knew one or two jokes. He himself had played multiple pranks on people, and not only when he was young, but also when growing up. It annoyed the mans wife and entertained their child.

The, maybe, unpleasant part of his humor is how dark the jokes can turn sometimes. Specially, if it is a person Robert doesn't like, there is a possibility for him to become quite cruel. The examples, would be the time, as a young kid, when he had an unpleasant and mean teachr, the boy went to his house, killed the mans dog with a rock, brought it home while no one was watching, skinned it and baked a meat pie. Afterwards he brought the pie to his teacher, claiming it was made by his mother to him as a thanks. Only few days later the boy let the man know what he had eaten. Robert laughed long about the face expression this man made, though after this there were some problems.

Con artist: Lying, cheating and stealing from people had never created any problems for Robert. And why would it. Yes, he was really devoted to those he held close his heart, but then there were those people, whose lifes had no meaning in the mans life. They were obstacle, a resource, but nothing beyond that. Sometimes he will trick you in giving what he wants. Then this person will probably never learn about he/she being tricked and lucky for them, as there are those, who can't be fooled...And then Robert has no other choice, but to use other methods to obtain what he wants.

Murderer: Sadly this is true. After the death of his wife Robert had never had a problem with taking lives. The man saw it as a necessary thing, if he wanted to further his talents and powers. The strong strive, the weak die. And so the mage had gathered dozens upon dozens of dead bodies in last few years. They were both inseparable for his studies and to strengthen his resolve in reaching the goals set ahead.



» History How much Robert knows is that he had been born late in fall, when leafs had already left trees, grass died from the frost and people were in rush to prepare for the upcoming winter. He was found in the woods, still covered with blood and cold, screaming for the life hanging on the line. It was a gods miracle the boy was found, and what more, that he survived. There was no clue to whom Robert could belong to or why the child, just born, was left in the middle of the forest. Nonetheless, he was in luck. At the small village near the place the child was found lived a couple. Few years ago they tried multiple times to receive a kid of their own, but no matter how many times they did it, it always ended in failure. The last time the woman got pregnant, but the child was a stillborn and after that they gave up on trying. Robert was some kind of miracle for both.

As you can imagine, the boys childhood was spent quite leisurely. His parents tried to spoil the kid, giving him all the freedom one could have and even more, but for some reason the kid wasn't too interested in this freedom. You see, Robert was a curious child and so, his interest was exactly directed to all the things his parents and rest of the village folks were doing. Because of the boys fathers uncommon job, maintaining an old ruin library, he in the age of 4 had learned already how to read and write. It was something only few adults in the village knew how to do.

When reaching the age of five few major things started to happen in his life. First, as the boy lived peacefully in the village Robert observed how everyone was going through their daily activities, caring for the fields, feeding the animals and such. The child was intrigued, curious, he wanted to try it too and because the boy was so nice and sweet towards everyone it didn't take long for people to take account this interest of his and allow him to help out.

First they were really small tasks, like, going after water and such, but as time progressed and the boy grew both physically and mentally he was allowed to assist more and more. It reached the point where he came up with a bit crazy idea even for a seven years old boy that time. You see, Roberts parents owned an unused plot of land near the old library. It was good for farming use, though overgrown and a bit too near the West forest, place, where rumored mystical creatures and a wicked witch lived. His desire was simple, to cultivate the field, again use it. This became the boys first big project.

So, what else happened upon reaching the age of five. While taking bigger and bigger part in villages farm life, these weren't Roberts only interests. As his father took care and maintained the old ruin library near the village, the boy had to bring his father lunch every time he was working there. You see, this library wasn't quite inside the village, but 30 minute walk from it. A noble, who owned almost everything in the village, for some reason was interested to keep the place from collapsing and wanted for someone to create a complete list of all books the place contained. It was 10 years ago, when Roberts parents took the job, as no one in the village wanted it even if the pay was high. The forest and the rumors surrounding it made people just that scared.

Anyhow, as the small boy visited his father in the library, though he didn't liked the fact that Robert was going through it alone, the kid started to help him there as he did in the village. As helping would be a strong word to say. More, like, he was basically reading books there. At first it was more like he was watching the odd pictures and drawings, then reading. The language in which they were written wasn't English, but the pictures in them were so odd, much different then those of his regular books, that Robert just needed to know what was written in them.

There came his father to help. The man was so touched and amused about his sons curiosity, he just couldn't help himself not to give clues on how to unlock this puzzle. You see, he believed that knowledge was what set man apart of beast. What made them “the crown of the world”. And such, seeing someone so young, so hungry for knowledge, it brightened up his old heart. Roberts father started to teach the young boy in the language in which most of the books were written, Latin. He thought, the boy learned and for amazement of everyone, who knew, after a single year the boy had mastered it in the level of being able both to read and write. He officially became the villages wonder child.

As the last major turn of events was something no one, but himself knew. As his fifth year of life started the boy started to feel something weird around him. It was like the air itself was resonating around his body. He wanted to talk about this with father or mother, but something inside him kept from doing it and so he didn't. As time passed this feeling just grew and became stronger. Robert wanted to understand what it was, what he was feeling. So he concentrated, focused on the sensation, on the vibration till it appeared. Blue flakes of light. Something only the boy could see. In the childs mind there was only one explanation what this was...Magic.

As years passed Roberts life became more and more tense, with more and more to do every day. With long pleading he got the permission to cultivate the field, nothing easy, knowing that you are just seven years old. If not for the villagers and their wise advice this project would probably fall apart quite quickly. But he had them and with these old farmers he managed to turn a patch of earth into an actual field.

When it came to the library he found out something really interested. Books in there contained different subjects, most arcane in nature. Magical beasts, how to prepare different potions, alchemy. There were different subjects, but not only that, there was also such things as meditating. Books about gathering ones force inside him and such. Though, there was again an obstacle in his way. Father didn't want, no, he forbid the boy to talk about these things in the village or even try practicing them. You can imagine that being still a rather young kid Robert got quite offended about the subject.

As time passed Roberts determination to dwell deeper into the subject “magic” just got stronger and stronger. It led to something he never expected in doing, the boy stole his first book from the library. Rather then a book, it was a scroll, describing fire element and basics in controlling it. With this piece of paper started sleepless nights, when under the light of moon, stars and his lantern the eight years old child studied how to master the basics of taming fire, creating it and to use it for his means. Additionally, as his self study progressed the boy realized that he was capable not only to see magic, but also to gather it in pure form.

So passed two more years, he was ten and had learned basic elemental magic, as well, as how to attract positive and negative forces, though there was little use of them then. A way to use positive magic was to increase the growth of plant life. At nights Robert would sneak to his field, then wash it with positive energy for it to grow and bloom. In day he would work in it to remove weeds, sprinkle it and such and so. With time it became the most beautiful and well kept field, where everything grew twice and even three times larger, then it would for others.

Did Robert need to deal with jealousy? Wasn't people suspicious about him, knowing how close the boy was to the West forest? No, because he still kept good relationships with everyone he could. Helped, allowed to be used and so no one felt the need to feel suspicious. He was just a gifted, hard working boy.

That was the year, when he met the girl, which afterwords would change his life, Anne. She and her mother was forced after the girls father, a soldier in the kings army, lost his life at the siege of La Rochelle in Paris. The duke of Buckingham took away their lands and home, and moved the two to even more rural place, the village where Robert lived. While still being crushed by her fathers sudden loss, the boy helped the girl recover with his unending energy and positive spirit. He made the girl take part in all his activities, except those related to magic, and with them life in Anne returned. They became best friends.

Meanwhile a tragedy happened in the boys family. His father, man he looked up as a role model, fell ill to age. First it seemed as just a cold, but as this illness grew longer and longer, and life from the mans eyes faded day by day it was obvious death had claimed him. It was a sunny day in the middle of the summer, when Roberts mother became a widow. This death broke her heart, it was all up to Robert to manage the small home they had, the fathers funeral and still keep order in the library ruins. Villagers helped as much, as the boy allowed them, taking only the assistance he couldn't do without. Shortly after the funeral his mother too fell ill and followed her husband just after a week. It made Robert understand who she loved more in the end.

After this tragedy it again became villages concern what to do with the eleven years old kid. After a short village meeting everyone came to a conclusion that Anne's mother will become the guardian of the boy and will move to his home. This brought open joy to the girl, and while he was still mourning that time, Robert couldn't help himself for not feeling a bit glad about the news.

So, life started to return as it was. Well, almost. There were no news about the library and who will watch over it from now. This made Robert worry, that he will never again be able to go there and he will need to stop his studying. Just recently learned to see weird ribbons that allowed to locate people if he concentrated, he had no intention to stop now. It led him, in the shadows of night, to sneak to the library. His goal was to take as many books, as possible. As he slid the key in the doors, Robert learned that they were already unlocked by someone. It brought questions to why? Why would someone be here in the middle of night. By calling forth the magic he possessed, he sneak inside. There, in a brown cloak, with a staff in one hand and going through books with the other one an old lady, a hag some would call her, stood, the staff in hand illuminating weak, blue light.

The boy had no idea who was this person, but because of the nights darkness and the aura of mystery this person carried Robert felt scarred. It was fear, that froze ones blood and him hate himself. This was his fathers work. Books he had worked on for years and now some stranger is going through these, as they would be theirs. The little boy bit his underlip, hold the need to pee and mustering up all the courage his little heart had jumped out of his hiding spot.

It wasn't a fight. The boy tried to summon an imp without a magical circle or vocal incantation. It was a spell meant for those much more experienced and while he managed to summon the beast, it turned on him and tried to kill its summoner. The stranger saved Robert by cutting the imp into multiple little pieces through utilizing wind magic. Afterwords both had a long talk. As it proceed, he learned that the old hag was not only the famous Witch of the West Woods, but also the same noble, who employed his father. It was quite funny how the villagers fear someone, who owned all their lands. Legends of mystical beasts in the woods had come also from her, as many had seen the witches summons patrolling through the forest and making sure no danger came to her lands. The talk ended in a deal, she wanted an apprentice and an heir to come after her. Robert wanted to continue his studies and had talent not even the witch possessed.

Shortly after this came a message from the noble, who owned the villages lands, that Robert will move to his manor and he will become the boys guardian. It was a thanks to his father working the last years in the ruin library. Mix of emotions filled everyones hearts. They didn't want for him to go, but it was a good chance for a smart boy like Robert to have a chance in a good life. This village was just too little for him, no matter how you put it. Plus, if a noble says something they have no rights to protest. And so, with heart warming goodbyes, Robert left his home village.

He didn't anywhere far. The mansion of the witch was located in the heart of West Woods, not far from the village or ruin library. Once there intense training took place. Rather then hitting the books and magic as Robert expected his teacher threw the boy into a massive dungeon in her basement. It was a labyrinth, filled with countless traps and monsters, all ready to kill him.

How long it took for him to get out, the boy had no clue, but then, the twelve years old kid, learned how it is to hate...And regret. The witch, old hag, decided to put this young child through tests only few adults would return alive. First of all, the halls of this maze were ruled by skeletons and zombies, armed with simple, crude weapons. At start he used magic to deal with these things, learning that fire was more then a good way to ill them. But magic isn't endless and so it came to a time, when he was left with none. Left with nothing, but his physical strength, the boy was left to fight these creatures wiith the weapons taken from them. As he went to sleep for the first time, there was huge bite in his shoulder, a broken wristand a huge gash in his side.

When waking up, how long, Robert had no idea, he found a healing spell laying next to him. It restored the health he had lost before. As the boy went through this death trap he learned to successfully combine magic with the physical strength he had and efficiently fought off the undead. What he didn't know was that the true tests only were ahead.

A fairy, beautiful beyond anything the boy had seen, with glamor sweet as roses, she awaited him in what seemed like an underground garden. It was magical, alluring. Her presence promised magic and wonders. Happiness and peace. But something flinched. Did he want happiness? Peace? All these things were fine, but, as the boys father had explained, only through hardships a person grows. No, he didn't want all that. And that was the moment, when Robert noticed all the bones laying between the place where the fairy sat. Noticing the boys shock she smiled, revealing two lines of sharp teeth, and showed him to a door, exit further in the labyrinth. Cold shivers ran through his spine.

Such the kid met multiple different creatures, all with their own tasks. Few he was forced to kill, which wasn't an easy task. Few he needed to fool. His body, mind and soul was put to test, each beast becoming more dangerous then the previous one. But he kept on. In no moment the boy thought about giving up, as that would make him weak. As that would rob his chance of revenge. Robert promised to live through this, to show he was better then the trap designed for him. And Robert prospered, advanced and moved forward till his stubborn nature lead him to victory.

The labyrinths solving was only the start of hard route ahead. The witch asked much from her apprentice and punished harshly for any mistakes made. Robert visited the torture room not once, but dozens of times, learning to make no mistakes. This also roughened the boys character and set yet again new future goal. 6 years Robert was stuck in that mansion. 6 years he studied magic, how to bend nature, life and death to his desires. Alchemy, demonology, necromancy and angelogy. All that and more he learned by heart. Additionally, he had teachers to advance also in mundane things as swordplay, etiquette, music and arts. There was moments, when he thought of braking, but then, just remembering how hard it was just to get where he was, made Robert to suck it up and continue.

At the age of 18, when he had both become advanced in magic and had mastered his own natural abilities, the old witch decided to turn on him and die. Precisely, she died just lie that without teaching her most powerful spells. Without having the last showdown with her apprentice. The only thing the woman did was leave all her wealth and status to him, with a rule that Robert would take her surname and continue the families legacy as the next heir. He knew very well what she meant with the last one.

The year 1637 was heavy for England and those living in there. King Charles was in lack of money, but had a massive war with Scots, which required them. It forced the man to go berserk in search of these funds, trying to squeeze it out in any way possible from anyone. It also effected Roberts home village. Between the period of the witches death and Robert inheriting her lands the king had a free hand on taking what was takeable. The monarch robbed the poor people of almost all, leaving them with little. It was a common situation in many parts of Great Britain then.

When he returned to the village he was raised the young man was in shock what he saw. The once tranquil, happy people were no crushed, despaired. Winter was coming near, but the kings men had not only taken the gold, but also what food they could find “to feed the kings army”. Robert was furious with anger. Upon returning home he didn't expect to see something like this to happen. The man wanted to act, to take revenge, but there was little actions against a king...At least for now. So instead of boiling in blind rage he focused this energy in helping as he could.

No saying everyone was surprised seeing Robert return as the owner of their village. Faces had changed, people in his 6 years had aged and grown old, but for them he was still their wonderchild. Though, much changed after his return. First, by using the power of positive energy, he had now much greater control over it, the fertility of the fields was restored to its peak and even boosted at much greater scale. Then he used summons as faeries, dryads and other nature connected beasts to make the fields grow and bloom. In weeks they had a harvest never seen before. People were amazed, thankful...And a bit scared. Rumors that Robert had become the apprentice of Witch of the West Woods started to go from ear to ear, but as he was their savior nothing was said aloud.

Meanwhile Robert had no interest in the rumors that were spread about him. He knew people needed him and there was no need to fear those dependent on his existence. The man built a house next to the ruin library. Once the witch started to teach him about magic the places exploring was set on a halt and she sealed it off from prying eyes. Now Robert wanted to continue what his father and mentor started.

He started a deep research about the libraries past and what it contained. It was strange, odd, that such place even existed in the middle of woods. It contained books about magic. The collection was larger then the one in his masters house, what meant a great mage or a sorceress had owned it. The origins of the place were clouded with mystery, as there were no clues on why or who built it.

As he resumed the work in the library Robert kept a close eye at the village as well. Unlike the witch, the man tried to take part in its everyday life as much, as possible. It was obvious people felt a bit tense about this fact, but he just let them adjust. Get used to it. And then he again met Anne. Like everyone, she too had changed and grew into a beautiful, young lady. With rough, work worn hands, slender body and red cheeks the girl seemed as beautiful, as the fairy in the labyrinth all those years ago. They met, talked about how each one was doing these years. To her he opened up and it seemed Anne too felt more comfortable around him then others.

A month passed and both, being still relatively young, married. It wasn't something anyone was waiting, her braking up with her previous fiancee only some time ago. The wedding was grand and everyone was celebrating for three days. It felt like a change to better. It was a mark for a new, brighter future.

Once all the wedding heat had passed Robert returned to his work, while Anne...Started to look for a hobby, cause he had no intention on letting his wife to do farm work. As the man went deeper and deeper through the books there was one, that set aside rest of them. Hidden in different section by enchantments and spells, meant to kill, was a book crafted from pure magic. The covers were made from demo skin, pages from angels and as ink was used blood of humans. Gem, black as pitch, stood in the middle of the covers and radiated pure death. All four aspects of universe were contained in this one tome, created in means to end it. There was spells and potions, that went beyond his understanding. Summons he was scared to bring forth. But again, something, curiosity maybe, urged to take the book and claim its knowledge as his own.

Next few years passed with almost no big problems. Robert and Anne had a child, a healthy boy. For the man it was his happiest day. His wife was happy, seeing how the child pulled away her husband from the constant projects, most of which he told the woman nothing about. The man absorbed more and more knowledge from the dark tome. What he was studying till then seemed like baby steps compared to the level of spells hidden in that book. Most of them were so complicated Robert couldn't perform them without the spell book. Some were so dark he just didn't dare to even try them. Holy mixed with devilish. Life with death. The mage had no idea who had written this tome, but it was the pure concept of how universe was built.

And then came yet another tragedy. Robert came one day home, late from his work, when learning that Anne had went out and still haven't returned. What yet, looking inside his room there was their wedding ring, something he made specially for her. Something she was told to not take off. Robert summoned spirit ribbons, a way to find her, but there was none. Horror inflicted his mind and the male ran out of the house. It took more then an hour before he found them behind the stables. His wife and her ex, both dead. She in his arms, like a pair in love. He couldn't stand it, the view. He couldn't stand the thought of what could have happened here. Why, he asked himself. Why! Robert left the stables, as they burned. Everyone and everything burning with them.

After that day the man moved from the house they lived to the mansion in the woods. He locked out from people dwell even deeper in his studies. Robert changed. He became more hostile, sarcastic and over all...Evil. He played jokes with people, using magic. Made few lives miserable just because they offended them. While still taking care of the village, a dreadful, menacing aura surrounded it. People started really to fear the man who once was their guardian.

The one who kept him to the last of his humanity was Roberts son. The boy loved his father from the very core and the man loved him back. The boy didn't object being locked out from everyone. Forest and the beasts that served his father were all the playmates he needed. Life was great for him. The boy didn't see how this man was rotting from inside by every day.

Came the civil war. It was 1647, the village wasn't effected much by it, as they were quite off from the main battle fields and well protected by Robert. Then, one day as sun rose high in the sky, army of kings soldiers marched in their direction. Confusion, fear, no one knew what was happening. Robert sent a minion to steal a soldier from the army. From that man then he learned, that they are sent to destroy the village and kill everyone in it. There was a rumor that parliaments/Scots army was located here and the king had taken too much liking about this rumor.

The mage didn't waver for a second. He rushed to the gates of the village, with all his magical items and book, ready to protect what he was given. People shuddered in fear, thinking what will happen. Angels, demons, fairies and dryads, creatures of myth, beings of the underworld. Different monstrosities appeared to serve under the man, who summoned him. They all swarmed around the army and killed its soldiers in matter of minutes. Fear was these men biggest enemy and it got them. But as the villagers saw what Robert had done. What is more, as they saw him raising the fallen soldiers as his undead minions, people of the village felt scared. Scared of the man, who could turn on them any day. As people gathered around, Robert thought to congratulate him, one farmer hit the back of the mans head, knocking the guy out. This was Roberts last moment, as they didn't wait to burn the the Necromancer and all his items he had at that time.



» Skills:

• Elemental Resistance: Because of the years after years of being exposed to elemental magic, having it course through his body, it had create some level of natural resistance against them. Be it water, fire, ice or lightning, by sacrificing a bit from his own reishi the man can negate 1/5 of the damage created from these attacks.
  
  
• Information sponge: Some are natural, when it comes to studying. Robert is one of them, having a marvelous ability in remembering what he had read or others had thought. Be it math, languages, science or magic, his mind was always open to all. It was the reason why at age of 5 he could both read and write, and at age of six know the basics of Latin. The only problem Robert ever had was with maps. He tended to get lost quite easy.
  
  
• Stand his ground: It was a common practice for mages to be nimble and agile, when it came in avoiding attacks. Those practicing magic tended to have weaker bodies because of the hours after hours they spent with books. Robert was quite opposite. His tutor believed in "A healthy mind needs a healthy body". This was why she not only strengthened him mentally, but also physically. The boy from early age needed to study sword fighting, hand to hand, athletics and acrobatics. All, so he wouldn't become helpless once running out of magic.
  
  
• Iron will: While lower tier monsters required no willpower to be controlled, as they were just a mass of energy put together, those of the higher end required to be dominated mentally, before even considering to bow for someone. This had evolved into great resistance for Robert, when it came to someone trying to dominate the male. For a mage, a summoner, willpower was their main tool and without it one could count themselves as dead.
  
  
• Practitioner of the Old Ways: Robert, probably, is one of the last mages. Humans, that are attuned to the different energies, that are flowing through the Earth Realm, and use them in various spells and rituals. Additionally, the man uses his quincie reishi manipulation abilities to boost how much of these different types of power he can store in himself.
  
  Almost all his powers are spells, which are listed below. All of them are basically the combination of his will over energy, energy itself and knowledge how to put this energy together. Such, his spells work similarly to Soul Evolved humans Soul Sorcery or Demons spells.
  
  
• Craft Master: The witches, Roberts teachers, main job, which earned her all the gold she owned, was the marvellous magical objects she created and sold to nobles for insane sums. They were the best quality and unique enchantment items, each used for its more or less sinister purposes.
  
  This skill the witch then passed down to her apprentice. A potion wouldn't work without a proper vial. A ring needed precise amount of each metal for magic to flow without any glitches. Creating special items were time consuming and the knowledge needed could be obtained only by years of errors. If studying alone, that is. What she knew, the sorceress passed down to the boy.
  
  

» Quincy Skills:

• Reishi Manipulation: Probably the only Quincy ability Robert has unlocked and even advanced in is Reishi manipulation. For him it is the ability to control magic in its purest form. He knows how to attract it, absorb it and utilize it to manipulate with other forces, such as elements, positive energy, negative energy and such. He had been training this skill with hours of meditation each day, as well, as practical trainings in using it. 22 years this skill was honed and sharpen and even now the man knows there is still place for him to grow.
  
  
• Spirit Ribbons: The basics of sensing, Quincies can see these manifestations of spiritual presence and so, Robert too, have unlocked the talent. For him it is the basics, sensing and finding those, who aren't specially hidden in the boundaries of the city. There have been little need of using this talent, as well, as he has few spells used for the same task, some of them even more efficient.

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Racial Skills

• Vollständig: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner [For Pure Bloods Only]
  
• Blut: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Hirenkyaku: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Reishi Manipulation: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

General Skills

• Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

Will Skills

• Willpower/Determination: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Mental Deduction: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Pain Endurance: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Focus: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  

END OF ROBERTS  APPLICATION