<strong>Pytyar Corthril</strong><br/>Nickname(s): Pyt<br/>Race: Human (see below)<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Age: 36<br/>Rank: Master (32)<br/>Willpower: 7<br/><br/>Appearance: A compact man, Pytyar measures in about 5’7” with the build of a mongoose.  He has wiry physique well suited to speed and quick bursts of strength.  As he’s spent his whole life engaged in warfare of one sort or another, he keeps his head shaven in order to keep hair from his eyes and to deny his opponents a handhold when he is helmet-less.  Despite this affectation, Pytyar’s eyebrows and other body hair remain, sandy blond in color.  His eyes are probably his most distinguishing feature, seeing as his irises are as black as his pupils, giving the armsman a rather disconcerting stare.  While he has no body piercings, for the same reason as shaving his head, Pytyar does have a pair of lightning bolt tattoos, in black, going from his shoulders to his elbows.  What their significance is, he hasn’t explained to date.  In attire, he wears his armor rarely at the Academy.  For the most part, Pyt wears a loose red tunic with half sleeves, brown doeskin pants and black knee high boots.  Outdoors, he adds a black beret and, depending on the weather, a red lined black cloak.  A thick gold torc rests around his neck and twin silver rings adorn his middle fingers.<br/><br/>Personality: Aside from being obsessed with finding his malefactor, Pytyar is a reasonably decent fellow.  He doesn’t really understand the effective pacifism of some of his colleagues and students or those who neglect mundane protection.  That likely comes from his own background.  Due to the mucking about that the sorcerer did, Pytyar is a team player in perhaps the worst sense of the term.  Psychologically, he can’t act alone.  He actually requires the presence of others nearby (friendly or neutral, at least) in order to function.  Faced with opposition while alone, he’s most likely to freeze up or flee.  That said, he is fiercely protective of his friends and close associates, though he has no problems harming them himself, if necessary.  Others aren’t allowed to hurt them without punishment, if he finds out about it.<br/><br/>Background: A few years after Pytyar was born, he was drawn in a “random” lottery to be sacrificed to a despotic sorcerer who held his homeland in thrall.  While local legend held that the sorcerer fed off the children sacrificed to him, the reality was much worse.  In fact, the sorcerer used them in experiments, placing permanent enchantments and using body control magic on them in order to create new, and supposedly better, Humans.  The reasons remain a mystery as far as Pytyar is concerned.  All he knows is that he rarely saw the sorcerer, if ever.  He can’t swear to the creature’s appearance.  But, with the aid of a few other experimental children, he managed to escape eleven or twelve years ago.  After wandering around for a year working as a sell-sword and barely scraping by, he was found by one of the Academy’s adepts.  At the school, his talent was trained and expanded.  More importantly, he wasn’t treated like the abomination he had come to believe he was.  Last year, Pytyar completed his masterwork.  He started teaching mundane martial skills in order to pay back his debt to the academy and the adept who probably saved his life.  Ultimately, once he feels his debt is paid back, he plans on hunting down the sorcerer that made him what he is.<br/><br/>Non-Magical Strengths/Weaknesses: See Race; Very skilled with most mundane weaponry; Obsessed with hunting down his malefactor; Doesn’t work well alone<br/><br/>Magical Areas (Ratings):<br/>Body Control - 7<br/>Communication/Empathy - 5<br/>Elemental Water - 2<br/>Food - 1<br/>Knowledge - 1<br/>Meta - 2<br/>Mind Control - 8<br/>Movement - 2<br/>Protection/Warning - 4<br/><br/>Game Limits: Site Rules, Male-Male<br/><br/>Specific Fantasies (3):<br/>1) To have a slave assistant.  Preferably a buxom long-haired one that he can bend over and use from time to time.  He’d prefer that this be a magi or adept, as a further sign of his dominance/power over her.<br/>2) Sharing his slave with a  female teacher or student.<br/>3) Breaking in a new slave, physically and mentally, both for himself and for a group (possibly for a public performance) (see #2)<br/>4) Finding a slave he can make a pet of and show off socially as his girlfriend/fiancée.<br/><br/>Homeland: Calchas is a small principate a few weeks journey south of the Academy.  It hardly merits mention, except for its renowned woodworkers and the fact that it has been under the boot of a rather nasty biothaumaturge for forty or fifty years.  Rumor has it that the sorcerer left the area a couple years ago, but this is unconfirmed.<br/><br/>Race: Human (magically modified).  Pytyar is a magically modified Human, and is , as far as he knows, unique (others exist from the same source, but not with his abilities).  The sorcerer who created him gave him enhanced reflexes (double reaction speed and 4x running speed) as well as limited regeneration (heals very quickly, but can’t regrow limbs).  The side-effect is that drugs (medicinal, alcohol, opiates, etc.), body control magic, and healing powers have unpredictable effects on him.  These effects are almost always negative, so Pytyar violently shies away from any attempts to use any of the three.<br/><br/>Notes: Uses gestures to cast spells<br/><br/>[attachment deleted by admin]