Character Name: Alastair Avell
Gender: M
Age: 15
Description (hair and eye color, height, body type (skinny, muscular, etc) required): medium length, natural, stark white hair with tips darkening to jet black. Warm brown eyes that seem very inviting. 5'10" skinny.
God and mortal parent: Hestia and Henry Stoic
Powers**: can make a small fire in his palm, only useful for warming a three foot radius.
Flaws***: Shy, will not make the first move unless prompted. Afraid of anyone he doesn't know. Hates being around a crowd, even if they are his friends.
Pets: N/A
Weapon****: 3.5' CB blade
Talents/Skills: Archery and sword-play
RP Example*: I was just a normal kid. I always was a normal kid. I wished i could say these words without lying. But that wouldn't change what I was. I had to deal with it, even if that meant dealing with different situations. I didn't get a proper education, but I could teach myself whatever I didn't know. My mom taught me all i know about mythology, which is to say a lot. I make a fire in my palm and sit down. I've always been alone. I've never met someone who didn't know I was an orphan. I'd always wished I hadn't been given away...But then I wouldn't be me. I am who I am because I couldn't escape fate...But I can mess with fate as much as I want now, and I most certainly will. I stood up, put out the flame, and walked over the hill and into camp.
Biography*: Alastair had been given to an orphanage by his dad Henry. He was adopted by Sandra Avell, and named by her. He had never had a real name, and had always been called Al by the caretaker. Alastair had always wanted the best for his mom, so he tried to give her what she wanted. She never knew that Alastair was a demigod, but he knew very well the truth. He didn't want to freak out his mother...but he ended up doing so anyways.
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