<strong>Name:</strong>Tarkannen Meinos Serevi<br/><strong>Age:</strong>35 (looks somewhat younger, though)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human?<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Right over there --><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9c/Tarkannen_Serevi.jpg)</div><strong>Abilities:</strong><br/>- Psychic power: These are all connected, treated as one ability. Telekinesis, Telepathy, Psychoalchemy, and Psychometabolism, also known, as Biocontrol.<br/>- Battle Mind/'Empty Mode': This aspect of his abilities, is mostly uncontrolled, as his thinking mind is shifted aside, for something more.. primal. It makes his reflexes and reactions highly accelerated, seemingly able to react instantly to events.<br/>Background:<br/>Before his forays into free trading, Tarkan was already a child of the docks, growing up around the great ships at the new London harbor. Born from an innkeeper who held her little inn at the edge of the docks, he had been around sailors and other marine types all his life. One of the dockmasters, one Terrence Garfath, quickly became the father he never had. Within a few years, he had managed to accumulate enough coin to restore an aging airship minitransport, and was doing his own cargo runs in the local area. Before long, he was doing the New London-Grand Bastion run in less than twelve days, each time..<br/><br/>Even before the loss of his wife, an elven foxwoman named Isabella, Tarkan was considered to be one of the most traveled free traders(read: smugglers) in the known world. But that loss had turned him into a loner, even though his trades did not diminish in frequency. If anything, he became less concerned with what he was carrying, but with how much he was being paid for it. If you offered him enough coin, he'd transport unstable Grathicite crates across the Dragon's Teeth.<br/><br/>That is, until today..