<div align="center"><strong>Vatra Voda<br/>Age 22  / Race:Genasi</strong></div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Vatra_Voda.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Vatra is tall and well muscled with dark grey, almost black skin.  His body appears to be heavily tattooed with markings that are the color of flame and his eyes seem to flicker and burn with the same fire, alluding to the fire soul that burns beneath the cool exterior of cinder. <br/>    <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"Background"</div><div class="spoiler_body">Growing up in a small village of other Genasi in the far north-west potion of the country Vatra Voda had a simple childhood.  He learned the ways to take care of his family and to serve the greater good of the house.  His father, a fire soul Gensai, had a hot temper, and often reacted badly when Vatra or his mother did not please his father.  Vatra grew to know pain of his punishments, but also grew to realize that pain was temporary and by focusing on other things in the moment pain could be consciously locked away.  In learning such things he grew without fear of pain, but also learned to hate it and refused to allow it to happen to anyone else.  At school he grew to be known as a trouble maker and brawler, getting into fights regularly, winning more than he lost, even against bigger opponents, or groups of other children.  No one bothered to see that in each instance he fought to protect someone weaker then he; someone who was unable to defend themselves... or to accept the pain that fighting brought with it.  Voda's father, a leader within the town militia was known for his battle prowess and fiery temper more than anything else.  He never wanted to know why Vatra fought, only that it was an embarrassment to him that he could not control his own son.  He took it upon himself to further Vatra's education by instructing him in the way of the sword.  His lessons were often painful and without mercy as he battered Vatra nightly as a way to "teach" him discipline.<br/><br/>Intelligent and diligent to his studies Vatra grew in his ability to think and puzzle out solutions where others were unable.  In his 16th year he was apprenticed to the village mage to learn the ways of the arcane against his father’s wishes, but at the behest of the village elders.  Through applying his trademark tenacity to his studies he quickly began mastering not only simple spells but beginning to understand the very inner secrets of the weave and how magic was knitted together.  Yet everyday when he would arrive home he would find his father waiting in the training yard of their home. <br/><br/>One night, as he approached the family home, mentally preparing himself for the beating he would take at his father's hands, and while he thought of what he could do to prevent it he heard shouting from the house.  Running to find out what was wrong he could hear his father bellowing at his mother, and then between loud screams he heard his father's blows as they struck his mother, again and again.  Bursting into the house, sword in hand he rushed his father, swinging in blind hatred for the man that had caused so much pain. Unfortunately his father's sword was in his hand already and he easily parried the blows.  Turning to press his attack he tried to force Vatra from his mother's side.  He would not move, however.  It was then that Vatra began to feel the magic of his arcane studies begin to ebb and flow through his sword arm.  With measured strokes he began backing away from his mother's unmoving form, and out the door.  Once in the training yard he faced up to his father again and his grey eyes came to life, flickering with dancing shades of orange and red flame.  His father came on and Vatra swung his sword at him, channeling magic into the blade.  As it struck it burst into flame, searing his father's armor.  Then raising his hand he channeled a burst of sheer arcane force to pound into his opponent, the man that he now hated more than anyone else.  The force threw his father from his feet and back to the very steps of the house.  Knowing that something had changed, and that he could no longer win this fight the man bellowed, but instead of charging Vatra he turned and charged into the house in an attempt to cause as much pain as he could, charging for the fallen woman to strike her down and cause Vatra's loss to be complete.  Without knowing exactly how, Vatra went deep into himself, surrounded by the very weave of magic he now controlled, and stepped towards the house... and in one step he stood between his father and mother; sword raised, and watched the shock in his father's eyes as he saw Vatra materialize in front of him.  He saw the further shock and pain when Vatra sunk the blade of his sword into his father’s chest, forever quelling the fire of his father's anger.<br/><br/>Voda's mother had lived; not because of Vatra's mastery of sword or magic, but because of the sheer force of his will and his resolve to defend those that he loved; those that could not defend themselves.  Vatra was offered to replace his father in the town guard, but he refused.  Instead he chose to travel the land in search of new challenges, and new battles to fight against those that would oppress the ragged and weak. </div></div>    <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"Four Aspects"</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li> <strong>What makes him unique</strong> is his back ground and duality.  He is a Cindersoul Genasi, which desires to quell the power of an enemy and to make the world around them a more steady and peaceful place.  In contrast, along with his ancestral blade he has also inherited his father’s fire soul, which he struggles to keep in check, allowing it to burn only in times of great need. </li><li> <strong>Who is Vatra Voda and what does he do?</strong>  A swordmage and defender of the weak.  While neither the best arcanist or sword master he has made a living of combining the two and gravitating towards those people or places that need to be defended.  He excels at interposing himself between an opponent and his party and taking the punishment meant for others, although he also excels at sloughing of that punishment and turning it back on his opponent.</li><li> <strong>Ambition</strong> – Simply to make the world a better place than it was when he came into it.  To stand for the weak and to bring down the unjust.</li><li> The greatest <strong>triumph</strong> Voda had was the day that he freed himself and his mother from the torment and tyranny of his father.</li><li><strong>Conviction</strong> – All things are permissible to a point so long as they do not bring harm to the innocent.  However, if you use your position or strength to bring harm to those who can not prevent you from doing so he will take issue with you… at the point of his sword.</li></ul></div></div>    <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"Home"</div><div class="spoiler_body">A small village in a wooded valley between the mountains that border the Kingdoms of Aesir and the Empire of Lyonesse.  The village of Vandass Reach is a small community, mostly made up of farmers and hunters that feed and provide for the town’s militia, and Dwarven miners who work the nearby mountains to produce ore for the Allfather’s forge.  The local militia is charged with the protection of the South-West borders of the kingdom from any one whom would choose to try and enter through the mountain passes with any show of force. In addition to the small military training ground to keep the soldiers fit for battle there is a small branch of a mage’s guild that helps to provide magical support to the militia should the need arise, and they teach those of arcane aptitude to help pass the time.</div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9026 (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9026)