Llewellyn Avery

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Proxie

The Legend of The Legendary Heroes - Sion Astal

5'11

147

Llewellyn has long, flowing silvery hair and golden eyes. He wears his hair in a loose braid. He wears a long black robe with what one would say was far too many accessories. He wears a black cloak draped over his right shoulder that drags along the floor behind him. He wears under the cloak, a coat with four garment around his waist that get smaller each layer. The first one is red with black seams, the next one is a yellow sash, after that one is a blue sash, and the last one is a red rope tied above the rest of them. The coat is sleeveless and black with red outlining it. Under the coat is a grey gown with sleeves that go to his forearms and the end of the gown goes to his ankles. He also wears blue tekkou with red outlining that and black pinstripes going vertically down them.

-Helping people
-Tigers
-Spiritual enlightenment
-Sweets

-Unholy beings
-Rude people
-Alcohol

-He'll bottle up any aggression he has until he explodes with anger
-Will act harshly towards anyone who shows traits that he doesn't like, or anyone who gets on his nerves
-Questions authority
-Slightly judgmental

-Always willing to listen to reason, even if he doesn't like the person
-Willing to help anyone working towards the greater good
-Keeps an open mind

He has a split personality that is almost completely opposite of him. He would yell and scream at anyone in sight and tends to have a bad habit of cooking and eating people.

None, unless a lecture could be considered a weapon.

name: Sir Umbrella-kun

item: The umbrella his best friend gave him when they were in middle school.

ability: When he opens up his umbrella, an energy force surrounds him that acts as minor protection against weak attacks. Where the center of the umbrella is is where the force field is strongest.

For: Fullbring
Name: UDBoD (Umbrella Death Ball of Doom)
Type: Offensive/Defensive
Cost: Slightly taxing
Range: Short
Description: While in his umbrella's force field, he moves around in it and runs over whoever he chooses. He is protected against weak attacks all around him while in the force field. The duration would be two posts, The seuijuu and hakada levels that would break it would be 15 to both. Cool down is also two posts.

Llewellyn was sick as a child. He almost never left his house and was home schooled for all his elementary school years, and had only one friend growing up, a child his age who lived next door. The little boy, named Matt, was the only kid in the neighborhood that didn't think he was contagious. They played with each other a lot, and quickly became best friends.

The time went on, and their friendship didn't fade away like most do. When Llewellyn was old enough for middle school, he wasn't as sick as he used to be, so he got to go to an actual school. The kids in the middle school were nicer than the ones from his neighborhood. He quickly made friends with most of them, but Matt was still his best friend. They only grew slightly apart, but were still very close.

Middle school came and went by with no real problems. Llewellyn has some close friends, and had decent grades, but he did realize that the world wasn't as it seemed. It was supposed to be a nicer place, but all around he noticed the poverty and starvation all around. He wanted to do things to help, but couldn't find ways for it to stop.

Throughout his high school years, he was in various clubs and activities that helped out with the community. He did his best to try to help out everyone and everything around, but it wasn't enough to satisfy him. He didn't know what he could do to help in the way he could, but he couldn't find a way that he felt the world needed.

In his last year of high school, he found out he had the ability to fullbring during a thunderstorm. He was using an umbrella he received from his friend. They were walking home from school one day when his friend was killed by a hollow. Llewellyn was carrying the umbrella with him at the time, and just as the hollow was going to attack him, a force field appeared from his umbrella. It took hard work and towards the end he blacked out, but he defeated it. He realized he had a power, and learned how to slightly control it until he graduated. He learned more about it, and what he could do with it. In his college years, he learned about a group of people called Consecro and that was the exact type of thing he could do to help the world. After he dropped out, Llewellyn made it his sole duty to find them and do his best helping their cause. He may have only been part of the lower rank, but it didn't stop him from making a small difference.

The smell of rotting flesh filled the air, but the source of such smell was no where to be found. He was searching for the source of it, but had no luck. There was apparently a massacre there just a few days ago, and he was on clean up but there were no bodies around. They were searching through the two story house, but all that was left was the scent of what happened. No blood, no bones, no bodies. Nothing looked even the slightest bit of out of place. There wasn't even a trace of what happened there just days ago, except for the smell.

He sniffed around, looking for where the scent was strongest and decided to start there, but it was useless. The smell carried on throughout the entire house; the basement, the first floor, the second floor, the attic, everywhere. It all reeked of rotting flesh. With his job being to clean it up, not being able to distinguish where it's coming from is making it hell.

The longer he was in there, the longer the smell was driving him insane. He couldn't take it, but there was nothing he could do about it. No matter where he looked, there was no distinction to it.

From the corner of his eye, he saw something moving, but when he turned to look at it, it was gone. It must have been his imagination. The smell must have driven him to slight madness. He thought nothing of it, as he tried the attic again. Something about it seemed suspicious. The rest of the house at least had furniture. Wasn't there supposed to be something, anything up there? It was empty. Completely empty. Not even a cobweb could be found. Someone must have cleaned this before they got there. Someone could still be there. He searched the attic one last time, before giving up on it.

He decided to just demolish the house and build on top of it. If there was no way to determine the smell, and no way to clean it, why bother trying harder than that? But before he could leave the attic, The door closed. He tried to run towards it, but something tripped him. There was something constricting his movement and as much as he tried to break free, he couldn't. The thing wrapped around him kept squeezing him tighter and tighter until it crushed his rib cage. Blood filled his lungs and then he was no more. His body was never found.

AD-1

HAN: 10
REI:10
HAK: 7
SEI:9
BUK: 7
HOH: 12
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 55

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