ALISTAIR LUOR, Optimistic Swordsman

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ALISTAIR LUOR

Renegade Savior

Human

Male

Melee DPS/Secondary Tank

Anything c:

16

Alistair sides with his friends and guild-members.

Most of the time, Alistair has an optimistic outlook on life, despite the occasional catastrophe that might plague Hyrule every now and then. When around new people, he’s not exactly shy-he’s actually rather approachable-he just might not be the first to start a conversation. Unless he finds you doing something interesting, of course. When you get to know him, you can easily tell that he’s loyal to those he considers friends, and he’s also rather trustworthy; he would never betray someone. Unfortunately, he tends to trust people he doesn’t fully know, which has gotten him hurt a number of times. But he just shrugs it off and keeps on moving. He can also be childish at times, causing him to be rather stubborn in arguments. Despite all that, he still wants to be the hero, which leads to the occasional overconfident decision here and there. Of course, this completely changes while in a battle or on a quest. He tends to get a lot more serious then, still chiming in with the occasional piece of witty banter. No matter what the situation is, he tends to be a little too kind, which can also get him in trouble. Recently, he's found himself to be quieter and more serious for whatever reason.

If I fail to paint a picture in your mind, just use this. Alistair has medium length blonde hair so bright it could almost be mistaken for white or silver. He’s a relatively normal height for someone his age, standing at 5’ 9’’, and his weight isn’t abnormal, weighing in at 151 lbs. He has a particularly lithe figure, despite being stronger than most people his age. His attire usually involves something revolving around black pants, combat boots, and a dark grey jacket with a fur trim (Normally something simple like a white shirt will be underneath his coat). Occasionally he’ll slap on black gloves or a hooded cloak if the weather is right/the situation calls for it. He also has a ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Fang: The one-handed short-sword that can usually be seen sheathed and strapped to the right side of Alistair’s waist. Well, it can’t actually be seen for the most part, as his coat is almost always covering it. But, well, you know #3232;_#3232;. It doesn’t have any magical properties, but the metal used to make it was strong, and it doesn’t dull easily.
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Gill (which totally has nothing to do with Finn lolololol): A simple hunting dagger purchased for him by a friend, usually tucked in Alistair's boot.
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In various pockets on his person, Alistair has a compass, a neatly folded map of Hyrule, a small mirror, a box of matches, and other various survival items.

Dodge Roll:Alistair con swiftly roll mid-combat, potentially dodging an attack. (Weak attacks are dodged, medium attacks do half damage, and strong attacks still hit) (Racial Ability Slot)
Duration: 1 Post
Cooldown: 2 Posts

Trance: Blue, pulsating energy surrounds Alistair, doubling his speed and endurance. All damage taken is reduced by 1/2 a level.
Duration: 3 Posts
Cooldown: 5 Posts After the ability wears off

Onrush:Alistair can charge at his enemy, stunning them for one post. The cost for using this ability is that, if his target is currently attacking, he takes twice the damage from said attack.
Duration: 1 Post
Cooldown: 4 Posts

Flexibility:Humans are, above all else, adaptable. They are not exceptional physically or magically, but they’re naturally able at both; this manifests itself as an additional Magic Slot, which can be used for either an ability, item, weapon, in the typical way that a Magic Slot would be used. However, this Magic Slot can never be upgraded.

Alistair doesn’t have a very interesting story, well, not yet. He was raised on a small farm, learning everything necessary for becoming a farmhand. His father had him help out with numerous things around the farm, which slowly conditioned his body to be able to handle the self-sustaining lifestyle he was inevitably supposed to carry out. After a long day of doing rigorous chores, well, rigorous for someone his age, he came home as quickly as he could where his mother would homeschool him. When he was about eight, his older brother began training him to handle blades in the form of regular mock swordfights. His farm was rarely attacked by any monsters, so he never truly got to test out his skills in a true battle. Even though he was never in a true swordfight, his skills began to surpass his brother’s, and even his father’s. By the time he was fourteen, Alistair had heard enough stories about heroes and slaying evil monsters. He decided then and there that he was going to leave home and try to become one of those heroes. His family tried to talk him out of it, saying that it was a dangerous world, but they eventually supported him and, reluctantly, let him go. ‘Tis the cliché tale of a wannabe hero.

He's left handed, if that counts for anything. Also,Theme Song~