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~Character Data~


Name: Zin Chronoscar
Country: Corneria
Race: Hume
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Soul Sphere: Adventurer [mastered] / Journeyman [equipped]

~Appearance~


Height: 5 '7
Weight: 135
Hair: the pitchest of black. Is spiked backwards, and goes up straight into the air. [Much like Terumi's hair, but black]
Eyes: A vibrant light blue. His eyes are usually wide open, and tend to have a certain shine about them.
Physical Description: Zin is a young boy, and one without much strength or scars. Not to say he is dangly and weak, he grew up outdoors and has been adventuring for the past year, making his arms and stomach slowly fill out. His face is small and rounded, with only a small bit of baby fat left on it, giving him a younger delicate look. Even while naked his body looks tender and innocent, not housing any dark scars or marks. A few cuts here and there, but ultimately you can tell he hasn't faced the worst brunt of combat yet
Clothing: Zin wears what could best be called adventurers garbs. He wears a dark blue tunic, with a belt holding various pouches for gold, rations, and potions. Baggy blue pants cover his legs, and are tied around his hips and ankles to keep them from falling off. Over his back is a large sword, slightly bigger than a claymore. A weapon that he is not attached to, and uses only for forms of protection. His tunic is cut off at the arms, showing his small, somewhat muscular arms. Around each wrist is a gold bangle that hangs loosely. Its kinda a miracle that they stay one even in combat.
Background: Zin grew up in the mighty city of Corneria as one of a merchants many sons and daughters. Since cash and food was wide spread around the house, everyone was expected to pull their weight. No matter how young or old. Because of this Zin was fighting goblins with his sisters and brothers as young as six. Him, two other young ones, and and older child would be sent out into the wild to fetch supplies so their father could forge weapons and armor. This lifestyle continued until one day him, two brothers, and his little sister quested to the Chaos shrine North of Corneria. No one knows what happened that day, however a group of guards were sent after the children after they went missing for a day. Entering the shrine, they found Zin holding one of his brothers, Shinore in his arms. His sister lay dead nearby, and his brothers eyes were gauged out. The third boy was no where to be found. Bodies of another group were scattered about the ruins. From what the guards could gather, the children ran into a strange evil party, and were forced to fight. Counting it as a miracle that two of the boys were alive, they were carried back to town and healed. When questioned about the incident, Zin and Shinore both remained silent. The people of Corneria were shaken, for this was the first time they had ever scene Zin... Not happy... Soon an eerie feeling took over the town, and Zin was quick to catch on why. Shinore, never being able to see again, gave him a soul sphere, and told him to set off adventuring, and to find "them". At this point, Zin smiled once again like he used to, though his brother couldn't see, he knew. And then, on that day, he left Corneria, without a word. The last the people remember seeing was him walking, a sword over his back, and a smile across his face.
Personality: Happy go lucky. Usually cheery and energetic. Though he switches goals often, whenever he sets his mind to one he's usually determined and wont give up without some sort of fight. He tends to be accepting and forgiving, there are only a few things that he wont forgive. And one thing in certain will set off his rage.
Other: He has a few "sensitive" spots regarding the incident at the Chaos Shrine. Though no one knows what happened there, anyone in Corneria can tell you that whatever it is is a strong motivator for Zin's quest

Equipment:

Weapon:

Soldier Sword
Description: A large sword that is more long than thick. Heavier than the Claymore, however not as exaggerated as the buster sword. Zin aquired this item one day in a bet against a soldier 3rd class. Zin bet his bangles, and the soldier bet his sword in a contest of who could do the most squats in a minute. Though a tough battle, Zin managed to crank out the win
Rank: II
Damage: 16-30 + str mod
Equipped: Two Hand
Requirements: Str 30+


Sheild:

Armor:

Accessory:


Techniques:

Spells-

Abilities-
Master Sword, Master Greatsword

Summons-

~Stats~


LV: 5
Experience:
Combat Rank: Starter
HP: 80
MP: 25
AP: 80

Strength: 14 + 18= 32 +[4]= 36
Dexterity: 14+ 16= 30 +[2]= 32
Constitution: 14 + 6= 20 +[2]= 22
Intelligence: 14
Wisdom: 14+ 16= 30
Charm: 14

Evasion Bonus: 8
Fortitude: 5
Reflex: 3
Will: 7

Damage:
Melee:
30-51
Range:

~Skills~
Melee Weapons: 10+13
Sense Motive: 10+10

~Possessions~

Money:

Excess Equipment:
rations and food stored in his little pouch

Items:
x5 potions

Valuables:
He seems to treasure his two golden bangles. That is about it though

Yea, I remember that sword. Heheh. Hmmm everything seems fair and I like the story of the sword. Approved.