Pernux Strychnos

[Treshure 5817]

Character Name
Nicknames: Pernux Strychnos/Lokei
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Status: Single. Call me, ladies.

Description
Height: 5'10.
Weight: N/A
Body Type: Somewhat skinny, somewhat muscular.
Eyes: Deep, cow brown.
Hair: Sandy blonde hair.
Skin: Tan caucasian.
Markings/Tattoos: He wears a crown made of roots, stems, and twigs, addorned with a blue petal from a

wild flower.
Health: Healthy.
Personality: Has no central personality. Pernux can "imitate" his "core" personalities, which consist

of the 3:

The Liked: Pernux is this most of the time. He is bright, cheery, and makes sensible decisions. He
values friends and hates his foes. He is a goody two shoes, and cracks jokes most of the time.

The Unsensible: Angry. Hatred. Pernux sometimes can slip into this manner, where he simply wants to seethe world burn. Grumpy, mad, overall not in a good mood. He can be violent, and lash out in that way.

 

 

The Sly: Perhaps more dangerous than The Unsensible, this may be his true, core personality, although he won't admit it. He is unforgiving, deadly, and thinks those thoughts often. He's tricky in his ways, and often uses malevolent manipulation for his favor. Unlike the  others, this is what he was taught as a young lad. "Forgive none, except yourself. You are a performer, a one destined to be other. Your house, unknown but influencial. You've yet to know, Pernux." was what he was told by Lorris when a teenager. He has no regards other than himself, and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.



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Further Details:

Life Style
Deity*: N/A
Religion: The Aspects
Alliance/Nation/Home: Loyal to Abresi, resides in the Grove near Cloud Temple.
Job/Class: Performer/Scholar.
Title(s): Dedicant
Profession(s): Performing, acting, small-time swordplay, and weapons entertainment.
Special Skill(s): Can change his personality, quirks, whims, and overall character on the flip of a
dime.
Flaw(s): Only sees things for the good of himself, or the good of the things he supports. He lacks a
"true" personality, because he has so many fake ones.

Magic*
Current Status: Dedicant
Arch-type: Druid
Sub-Type: N/A
Rank: N/A
Weakness(es): N/A
Strength(s): N/A
Current Spell(s): N/A


Weaponry
Fighting Style: Quick styled lashing to scare off the opponent. Preferes open weapons, like a whip,

instead of a solid and clumsy weapon like a greatsword.
Trained Weapon: Whip, mace on a chain, throwing knives.
Favored Weapon: Flaming Whip.
Archery: Only really being throwing knives, but nothing quite else.

Biography
Parents: Unknown.
Siblings: N/A
Children: N/A
Extended Family: Lorris Strychnos (Step Father)
Pet(s): N/A

History

"Run! Get out of here!" says the sturdy man, pressing on Lorris. "They'll find you. They'll always find
you. He has to join early on, or they will know." Lorris bites his lip, looking down.
"They can't.. he's very well hi"- Lorris is cut off by the sturdy man.
"He is NOT well hidden, not to them, at least. Get him as far as you can from Malinor. They'll search."
Lorris uneasily looks at the sturdy man. "....Alright.. alright, friend. I'll do it."
The sturdy man nods, running off with another girl. She seems beautiful, to Lorris. Lorris turns his

head, looking at the young baby boy. "He must not know, not now."

7 YEARS LATER

"Come, come 'round for the 'amazin' flamin' whip!" shouts the young Pernux, only a lad. "Will you try
yer' odds at the face of DANGER?!" he shouts, looking around. The streets of Abresi are empty, and he is trying to catch a crowd. One by one, he collects it. Lorris stands back, surveying him.
"He's capable." Lorris says, to another performer, Djarno. "Come! Feel the flames of the flaming whip!"
shouts the young Pernux, swinging his small whip carefully. A small crowd forms, as a girl pushes
to the front, about Pernux's age. This girl would later become Pernux's best friend. He entertains the
crowd, flames leaping out to meet them. Shortly after the show, he hops off the stage. The boy comes to meet him. "Hey! The show was awesome! I'm Julia." Pernux peers at her, before saying, "Nice to meet ya, miss. Pernux."

5 YEARS LATER

She's looking at me weird. I can feel those prying eyes on the back of my neck. It's different.. not
before.. no, not before. We're walking back from the market... after my talk with the meat dealer and
her talk with the silk dealer, she's leading the way back to the circus caravan. Julia doesn't usually
take this route... and then I hear the faint rustle of leather. It was almost faint enough to ignore
it, but the gleam of steel reassures a deep fear. Julia turns, staring at me, with knife in hand. I
back away. "J-Julia.. what're you doing?" She sneers at me. Her whole personality changes entirely.
"You'd know this would happen! Urgewood would find you. I have, oh, I have."
A confused expression is on my face. "What?"

Julia bites her lip, looking down at the blade. "I.. can't. I can't.. I can't." She drops it.

"Julia.. what are you doing?!" I say, raising my voice.

"I'm sorry, Pernux! It's complicated.. they want me to.. oh.." she shakes her head at me. "Everything you know about your family isn't true." She shakes her head several times, before running off. I stand there, in shock. The Arch is confused. Where should it go to? Shock? Horror? Excitement? I clutch my head, the thoughts rushing through my veins.

4 YEARS LATER


"Thanks, Lorris. I'll miss you." Pernux's eyes tear up. Now, now this is the end. A sack of money is in Lorris's hand, turning it to Pernux. "90 minas. Spend it wisely." Pernux nods, taking the money. Each person from the peformers' steps up, hugs Pernux, shakes his hand, and walks off. Djarno steps up, hugging him tightly. "Ye wer' talente' lad whens I mets you, 'Ernux. Shad to see ye go, like this's." Pernux nods.
"I'll miss you too, Djarno." He steps back, hugging Lorris one more time, waving to the caravan, and walking off into the streets of Abresi. Now, he starts his life.


[More to be added! This was only backstory.]