▷ Name ◀ Loxas Temp
▷ Nickname ◀ Striker, Storm
▷ Loyalty ◀ None
▷ Gender ◀ Male
▷ Age ◀ 18
▷ Height ◀ 5'9
▷ Hair ◀ Orange
▷ Eyes ◀ Yellow
▷ Scars, brithmarks, Tattoos ◀ Has a lightning bolt birthmark on top of his his right arm,
▷ Weapons ◀ Staff
▷ Occupation ◀ Outlaw
▷ Personality ◀ Quiet, Savior, Highly Anti-social, Loner.
▷ Likes ◀ Storms, Being alone, Helping others, Lightning, Helping the less fortunate, outsides.
▷ Dislikes ◀ All 4 Kindoms, His ex-officers, Being stuck inside, Not being lost, boredom
▷ Marital status (Single, Dating, Married) ◀ Single
▷ Lovers ◀ None
▷ Family Members ◀ Orphan
▷ Friends ◀ None
▷ Others ◀ Left Tarnax
▷ Bio ◀ Loxus had a lot of potential to be in the army when he was young. He had started abandon on the edge of town. The military had taken him in. To teach him how to fight. Not steal, that came natural to him, they couldn't trace who he was. But he seemed to much to be controlled, so they normally had him do missions others couldn't handled. He found out about them stealing the princess. Starting a war wasn't what he had grew up knowing about Tarnax. So he left the kingdom. Now he goes wounder around, looking for a way to stop the damage that was done and heal the wounds that the kingdom had done to everyone else. His dream of Tarnax being a nation of peace left him. He saw it, as like the others, just a use to gain power.
