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 Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:13 pm
 ▅▅Velimir Vastikov▅▅╠ ɢ ᴇ ɴ ᴇ ʀ ᴀ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ:
◆ Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Velimir Vastikov
◆ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ(s)/Aʟɪᴀs(ᴇs): "Voidbringer", Vel, "Magic Seal", "Apotheosis"
◆ Aɢᴇ: 73
◆ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
◆ Rᴀᴄᴇ: Human
◆ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: 2/27
◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Northern Fiore
◆ Sᴀʏɪɴɢ: "I'm too Sober for this."
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:24 pm
╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: The Sabertooth Guild Mark on the back of his left hand.
His wife's name tattooed on the right side of his chest, backwards so he can read it in a mirror.
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5'7"
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 149lbs
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Slim, but toned. He once obviously had a fighter's finesse and trim muscles, but they have faded slightly with age.
◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: (Russian) Not Fioran
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: White/Grey
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Yellow-green.
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Heterosexual (Too old to care)
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Widowed
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs:
✓ Martinis and Vodka
✓ Taking care of Children
✓ The brats in his guild
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs:
✗ Those who don't appreciate the people around them.
✗ Philip Marlowe
✗ Curses, Curse Magic, and Dark Magic.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:27 pm
╠ ᴘ ʀ ᴏ ғ ᴇ s s ɪ ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Aғғɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Sabertooth Guild, The Magic Council, Fiore
◆ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Sabertooth Guild Master, Bartender, part-time babysitter
◆ Rᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Sabertooth Guild Master
◆ Tᴇᴀᴍ: None
◆ Bᴀsᴇ ᴏғ Oᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴs / Hᴇᴀᴅǫᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀs: Sabertooth Guildhall
◆ Gᴜɪʟᴅ Mᴀʀᴋ Bᴏᴅʏ Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Back of his left hand
◆ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ᴏғ Gᴜɪʟᴅ Mᴀʀᴋ: Black
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:35 pm
╠ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ʙ ᴀ ᴛ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆ Mᴀɢɪᴄ/Aᴜʀᴀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ:
◆ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs:
» Velimir's only magic is Nullification. That being said, he has mastered it to a degree that most could only hope to reach in their wildest dreams.
» Despite his old Age, Velimir has a truly vast pool of Magical energy to work with. He has never once run out of magic during a battle.
» He is of nearly unparalleled skill with the spear.
◆ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs:
» His body has withered slightly, and he is not the strong young man he used to be.
» He is vulnerable to direct fighters, and requip magic, if they summon their weapons from outside his range, or before he realizes that he is being attacked.
» Long Ranged non-magical attacks are difficult for him to handle.
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ: His Trusty Poolstick, which is actually a magical spear called Maltet, hidden beneath a powerful spell to hide it's true shape and power.
◆ Aʀᴍᴏʀ: None
◆ Eǫᴜɪᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ: His Trusty Pool Stick
◆ Fɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ Tʏᴘᴇ(s): Master Spearfighting. He fights with a defensively oriented style, redirecting his opponent and waiting for an opening to strike.
◆ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Aʙɪʟɪᴛʏ: None.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:41 pm
╠ ᴍ ᴀ ɢ ɪ ᴄ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Mᴀɢɪᴄ Tʏᴘᴇ: Unique Caster
◆ # ᴏғ Mᴀɢɪᴄ Tʏᴘᴇs: 1
◎◎ Main Magic: Living Magic Seal ◎◎
◎ Velimir's only type of magic is a unique form of magic Nullification that causes any spell entering his area of effect to simply unravel and cease to be.
◎◎ Ultimate Magic Attacks ◎◎
» » Realm of the Void:
Velimir's only spell is a permanent field of nullification. It starts at his skin, and constantly wreathes it. He cannot fully dispel it, but he can direct it as he pleases.
More to the point, his control over the magic is so fine, he can weave it like a needle through another needle's eye. The maximum range he can use it at is 500 feet away, but it progressively loses effectiveness past 200 feet.
Any spell he touches with the field is dispelled, either gradually or instantly, depending on the strength of the spell in question.
▅▅OTHER SKILLS▅▅
A skilled bartender and mixer, some would say masterful, even.
An absolute god of the pool table.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:49 pm
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Velimir is a blunt, pointed old man. He feels has very little energy or time to waste on prettied words and soft speech. He isn't rude or mean spirited at heart, but he has little regard for how people regard his behavior. If he thinks it will do the person he intends to help some good, Velimir will do whatever it is he is thinking of doing. Countless are the thwackings his guild members have received at the hands of his pool stick.
He does, however, have a weak spot for children. He will tend to them with a gentleness and tender concern not otherwise observed in his mannerisms. He tends to their every need and desire, and does not seem to mind going out of his way to treat them like heavenly gifts.
On the other hand, he hates people who are wasteful and/or ungrateful for the gifts, friends, families, abilities, and mercies they are given or have. He will go out of his way to take those people down more than a few pegs, enjoying the act of doing so greatly.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: "Perhaps another time, kid."
Very little is known about Velimir's life before he joined Sabertooth. All he has revealed is that he was born in a country other than Fiore, and his parents both died when he was in his teens. From the wedding band still on his finger, however, it is obvious he was married, though few know the woman's name. It is also known he has no descendants.
He is forthcoming however, about his magic. He was born with Nullification magic, as if it were part of his very being. In his childhood it was weaker, and he studied other forms of magic as best he could. But as the years progressed, his nullification magic waxed, and his other spellcasting died away before it. Everything else simply died on his fingertips. No one is really sure if he is upset by this or not, but he has more than once looked at people casting "make" style magics with something best described as a mixture of nostalgia and jealousy.
Thirty-five years ago, Vel appeared at the doorstep of Sabertooth, a seemingly broken, empty man with nowhere to turn, and a nearly singleminded determination to see Dark Guilds destroyed. Even he doesn't quite remember why he picked Sabertooth, or how he got to their front door, but he knows this is his home now. And he does not intend to betray it or leave it, till death do they part. He vowed to himself that should it come to it, he would die before he allows the guild to end.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s):
❥ Olivia Vastikov (Deceased): His wife, long since passed. She will always hold his heart as her own.
❥ The Sabertooth Guild Members: He secretly thinks of them all as his surrogate children, and treats them as such.
✖ Dark Guilds as a general rule
◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To make sure that the Sabertooth Guild has strong leaders and members for the next generation, and that his successors are the best of the best as both mages, and people.
◆ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ(s):
Mᴀɪɴ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ/Cᴏᴍᴇʙᴀᴄᴋ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2019 9:49 pm
Your Profile...  Is APPROVED! By Kio no Tenshi P.s. Your image is currently broken, blame gaia~
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