Erion mason

Name: Erion Mason
Age: 16
Race: hume
Homeworld: netherworld,
Occupation: Student
Appearance: 5'11, 88 kg, azure blue eye's, dark brown neck length hair; white shirt with the left arm sleeve rolled to the elbow. Dark blue jeans, white and black belt, black leather boots, black leather fingerless glove on the left hand.
Weapons: shadow-Splitter
- this katana reflects light at an accelerated rate, allowing it to blind the opponent at his command. This can be prevented with simple sun glasses. Powers/Skills: the more injured erion gets, the more powerful his air manipulating abilities. Minor injuries; aegis blades- the wind is highly sharpened, and can be shot at target(s) at high speed. Major injuries: aegis' stormcall- it starts to rain in the beginning, but tornadoes sprout around the surrounding area. Near death/mortal wounds: the breathe of aegis- this remove's all oxygen in a targetted area. This area must be shown with the radius shown in sand.
Personality: calm, mature for his age, gullable, quite sneaky.
Bio/History: being from A family of humans from earth, who were multi-versial hunters. Erion however, was conceived and born in the netherworld. It didn't look like it changed him at all, he excelled in the use of a blade, as everyone did in his family. But when he was 10 and was almost killed in a tragic accident on earth, he had removed all the oxygen in the surrounding air, which killed everyone around him at the time. This was a bad thing as it meant nobody could reach him. Erion tried to learn of his own accord to control his abilities but couldn't develop then with training, they just grew with him as he developed. This was revealed to him by an toddbe messenger. This was because he had been blessed by aegis, goddess of the storm. At the age of 16, erion was sent to his home world to attend the evil academy, and hone his skills. Religious: he follow's the teachings of aegis the goddess of the storm
RolePlay Sample:
A long chuckle rung out through the rain that poured from the sky like a waterfall as blood was shed. The chestnut teen lay on the floor, a blade in stomach. Another, competetor as such. Erion, downed, looked like he was losing. The other approached Erion with grimmace across his lips. "the teacher said you'd be a challenge. Seem's even the authority know nothing." erion's chuckle on got louder, as rain dripped from his lips. "ha. The academy doesn't need an arrogant twat like you," the chuckle turned into a laugh, as the arrogant other was slowly lifted from the floor. He freaked out, as Erion was still floored. "W-Whats going on!?" he screamed, the high pitch of fear and uncertainty gave Erion his well deserved grin, as he got to explain. "you thought i'd let you stab of like that? Fool. You're being taken far away. Aegis has called the storm to claim you." he said, waving as two tornadoes appeared either side of the floating teen, and blood splattered. The rain continued, cleansing erion's wound as the tornadoes cleansed the area.
Miscellaneous

Theme Song: thunderstruck by ac/dc
Items: a pouch containing a bag of sand, and a set of pills. These pills can only be taken once in a while. This is because it tricks his mind into feeling mortally wounded. This trigger's his ability, although he is in no danger.
Sexual Orientation: hedrosexual
Crushes/Love Interest: interested in almost everything female,
Likes: salt, complaining, hiding.
Dislikes: arrogant people, misuse of power, fish, wine,

Character Number: 1