[ Commando Omnipants ◆ Fahim S'kahlid ]
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█ █ ◆ C O R E ◆
█ NAME ▬ Fahim Matrim S'khalid
█ AGE ▬ 27 [???]
█ FACTION ▬ Independent
█ NICKNAME ▬ Matrim // Mat [Sha'ghoul]
█ SEX ▬ Male
█ SPECIES ▬ Human? [Old Soul]
█ ORIENTATION ▬ Asexual [Biromantic]
█ OCCUPATION ▬ [Runic] Scholar/ Inventor
█ PARTNER(S) ▬ N/A Currently
█ █ ◆ A F F E C T A T I O N ◆
█ HAIR ▬ White. Sometimes black. Changes seemingly in the blink of an eye, at times. Mostly straight, with some dreadlock'd in the back.
█ CLOTHING ▬ Plain. Primarily black. Containing both leather and cloth. Although predominantly consisting of basic shirts and pant there are sparse outfits to reflect the different cultural traditions of the areas he's been.
█ ACCESSORIES ▬ Leather gloves with dark and thick metallic cuffs with rune embellishing them. Wooden gauges. Facial piercings. Leather belt and boots. A single ring in the shape of a raven skull.
█ HEIGHT ▬ 6'6"
█ WEIGHT ▬ 205 lbs.
█ EYES ▬ A piercing silvery-blue. Seem to almost shine at night.
█ BUILD ▬ Lean. Stays fit, but doesn't dedicate a large focus to building muscle mass. More of a runner's build.
█ TATTOOS ▬ Varying runes covering every inch of his body. Masked by the runes in the cuffs of his gloves, when active.
█ SCARS ▬ The scar around his neck, where he was hung.
█ MARKINGS ▬ White skeletal pattern covering most of his body.
█ █ ◆ A R C H E T Y P E ◆
█ LIKES
█ ▬ Rune Creation // Studying
█ ▬ Calm down to earth folks.
█ ▬ Lean meats and noodles.
█ ▬ Pipes.
█ ▬ Ravens. Rats. Vultures. Hyenas.
█ DISLIKES
█ ▬ Excessive Pride. Excessive Ignorance. The combination of the two.
█ ▬ Leafy greens.
█ ▬ Nooses.
█ ▬ Songbirds. Foxes. Rabbits.
█ ▬ Going mad.
█ PERSONALITY TRAITS
█ ▬ Fairly unstable. Talks to himself. And the voices in his head, at times. The works. Having other men's memories flooded into you can do that to a man.
█ ▬ To build a complete guide to the world. To house the world's greatest collection of knowledge. To find the Ark'id and become omnipotent/omniscient.
█ ▬ Fluent in most languages, but thinks nothing of it. Language was both one of many subjects studied and one of great vitality in learning the depths of Rune. The lives past lived came in many shapes and with many different tongues. Generally speaks with a lazy drawl.
█ ▬ Loyal. Trusting. Kind.
█ ▬ Perhaps too trusting/kind, though intentionally so. It can be hard to bring him out of his shell, at first. And when he snaps . . .
█ SKILLS & TALENTS
█ ▬ Physically speaking, Fahim is average. He could definitely win some bar fights hand to hand, but against someone trained, he would likely fumble. Definitely if they were trained well. (Though, he really plans to rectify this, but never seems to 'have the time'.) He is strong enough to handle his own body weight extremely well, for optimum maneuverability. Very good at parkour and extremely agile.
█ ▬ Runes are where Fahim's strength lay. Enhancement runes in particular. Primarily uses written form. Secondarily spoken and simple kinetic form as a tertiary form. His entire body is covered in hidden runes that are able to be activated individually or together in copious ways to produce a myriad of results.
█ ▬ Fahim is adept at strategy and perception. From lifetimes of experience he can predict the outcome of a situation and the best course of action moving forward.
█ ▬ The strongest asset under Fahim's belt is probably undeniably knowledge. Whether it be in the form of strategy to his creativity and expansive knowledge of Runic Projections.
█ ▬ Like a lot of people who depend on Runic Projections, Fahim is inadept when it comes to hand to hand combat without Projections.
█ █ ◆ H I S T O R Y ◆
█ BACKGROUND
Fahim led a . . . somewhat normal life in the Skaglands up until circumstances uprooted him and led him into Naiøria. He did his best to stay out of trouble and keep his head down, but his interest in Runic Projections got the best of him. As did the seeming gaps in his memory. His studies led him to some nasty enchanted items. Including a gateway from which he came back from dangling from the noose around his neck. He died momentarily and was quickly brought back with a projection, he could tell.
█ █ ◆ I N V E N T O R Y ◆
█ WEAPONS
█ ▬ A black halberd with runes carved spiraling down the shaft and on portions of the blade.
█ ▬ His tattoos / leather gloves, if they count as such.
█ ▬ N/A
█ ITEMS
█ ▬ Lots of scrolls.
█ ▬ A long-stemmed pipe.
█ ▬ Inkpots and quills.
█ ▬ A medallion with a fox carved into it with a very significant rune as it's pupil.
█ ▬ A traveling bag specifically sown to carry his inpots and scrolls without damaging either. Easy access and a fair amount of room for other items.
