Physical: As the Heir of Earth, Aleos is physically stronger than the average Human almost to the point of supernatural, and in addition he has the ability to command earth at will, sometimes even able to create it if circumstances are right. He is skilled at using firearms due to Regar's belief of training its citizens from a young age to defend and fight for the country and its military, which also led to teaching him self defense and combat with emphasis on legwork because of the injury sustained by his arm when he was younger. Even though he was never supposed to know of his Auria heritage, he was still taught to wield a sword well enough for being a son of the Neruyl family. He has exceptional hearing and sight, and decent flight capability when his wings are willing to work, while he can push himself long enough for help to arrive if it means protecting someone dear to him. He can also play the violin and cook rather well, since they are experiences he shared with his grandmother. He can also sing rather well, even if it doesn't do much for controlling his earth abilities at this time.
Mental & Emotional: Aleos is very dedicated and loyal as explained before, and due to his upbringing has the inherent ability to see what others are capable of even when they can't see it. He relates and recognizes when others are hurting, even if he doesn't always know how to go about dealing with it. He tends to gravitate toward others who may be hurting emotionally as a result. He can also be rather observant, and doesn't hesitate to call out anything he perceives as too unusual. When he feels he needs help he asks for it, and he strives to be as honest as possible while stating things as he sees it as mentioned before. He also happens to be a quick learner, though this is not always put into practice.
Weaknesses:
Physical: Most of his childhood Aleos was sickly, and this has shown again now that he has become a Le'sachi which are sickly by default because his Human and Auria blood are constantly trying to destroy the other. His stamina is rather poor despite his strength, and long-term exposure to water makes him weak and lethargic, sometimes to the point of passing out while his earth abilities cannot apply to plant life. Because of the injuries he sustained when he was younger he refrains from using his arms whenever possible, which means he doesn't have the best upper body strength and can be called a twig otherwise in appearance. His capability for flight is rather weak, and his wings aren't always able to function properly which would likely mean it would work next to never in the enclosure. Trying to force him to take medicine can also be a chore due in part to the bad memories he has associated with hospital stays, and when he bleeds he does so rather quickly and it takes wounds a longer time to heal for him than it would even the average human.
Mental & Emotional: Aleos has been known to fly off the handle and take things too personally often, having quite a bit of a temper sometimes. As mentioned his brutal honesty is a double-edged sword, and he has difficulty stopping himself even when he recognizes he should. While he likes people easily and is kind to them, it is rather easy to hurt him emotionally because he can be sensitive. In situations of intense stress he is far from your typical leader, prone to acting on the fly and not thinking clearly, and that's before factoring in his Le'sachi status which makes him for a ticking time bomb emotionally. He can be easily guilted and sometimes rendered into compliancy, though the latter is far more difficult to achieve depending on the circumstances.
Samples
First Person: Q&A please!
Third Person: It had only been a few days, but Aleos was still trying to figure out how to go about the whole 'wing' situation as he threw down another botched shirt, holding a hand to his head in frustration. This wasn't his area of expertise, and he could practically hear Miaka laughing at him over the pitiful holes meant to be an exit for this new set of wings. A part of him can't help feeling the irony that here it didn't matter if you had wings or not when back home to have them out was a shining beacon begging to be targeted to turned in when compared to the leaves at his wrists that could be hidden so much more easily. Yet he could only sit here and wonder of how annoying it was that they couldn't be pulled in.
The things one takes for granted were always strange, he could recall the faint envy he felt when he first saw the wings from his friends. Now he had two sets that happened to be the same color scheme, even if only one was out in the open and blatantly 'fluffy' at a glance. And how very cumbersome they were proving to be, because it wasn't as if he wanted to have them crumpled against his back and under a shirt all the time. They tickled for crying out loud! He didn't like drawing attention to himself in the first place, writhing in the middle of a public area seemed like a damn easy way to go about doing that.
Pulling away his hand from his face, he returned his gaze to the pile of shirts of varying colors with an uneasy look on himself. Here he was trying to adjust some shirts when he should really just deal with the wings as they are, when he should be more worried about what was happening back in Orion and Riosna. Then again, he wasn't overly fond of huddling with the upset stomach he would eventually give himself thinking about it. He didn't like this, he wanted to return and receive answers there and not here, answers that mattered more to him in the present. But that was asking for too much at this time, judging on how everyone spoke of the place.
At least he didn't have to continue looking and wiping at his blood and that of his sister's off himself any more, he truly was fortunate that it was practically gone when he arrived... Not that he didn't dwell on the meaning behind it any less.
Strengths/Weakness & Samples.
Physical: As the Heir of Earth, Aleos is physically stronger than the average Human almost to the point of supernatural, and in addition he has the ability to command earth at will, sometimes even able to create it if circumstances are right. He is skilled at using firearms due to Regar's belief of training its citizens from a young age to defend and fight for the country and its military, which also led to teaching him self defense and combat with emphasis on legwork because of the injury sustained by his arm when he was younger. Even though he was never supposed to know of his Auria heritage, he was still taught to wield a sword well enough for being a son of the Neruyl family. He has exceptional hearing and sight, and decent flight capability when his wings are willing to work, while he can push himself long enough for help to arrive if it means protecting someone dear to him. He can also play the violin and cook rather well, since they are experiences he shared with his grandmother. He can also sing rather well, even if it doesn't do much for controlling his earth abilities at this time.
Mental & Emotional: Aleos is very dedicated and loyal as explained before, and due to his upbringing has the inherent ability to see what others are capable of even when they can't see it. He relates and recognizes when others are hurting, even if he doesn't always know how to go about dealing with it. He tends to gravitate toward others who may be hurting emotionally as a result. He can also be rather observant, and doesn't hesitate to call out anything he perceives as too unusual. When he feels he needs help he asks for it, and he strives to be as honest as possible while stating things as he sees it as mentioned before. He also happens to be a quick learner, though this is not always put into practice.
Weaknesses:
Physical: Most of his childhood Aleos was sickly, and this has shown again now that he has become a Le'sachi which are sickly by default because his Human and Auria blood are constantly trying to destroy the other. His stamina is rather poor despite his strength, and long-term exposure to water makes him weak and lethargic, sometimes to the point of passing out while his earth abilities cannot apply to plant life. Because of the injuries he sustained when he was younger he refrains from using his arms whenever possible, which means he doesn't have the best upper body strength and can be called a twig otherwise in appearance. His capability for flight is rather weak, and his wings aren't always able to function properly which would likely mean it would work next to never in the enclosure. Trying to force him to take medicine can also be a chore due in part to the bad memories he has associated with hospital stays, and when he bleeds he does so rather quickly and it takes wounds a longer time to heal for him than it would even the average human.
Mental & Emotional: Aleos has been known to fly off the handle and take things too personally often, having quite a bit of a temper sometimes. As mentioned his brutal honesty is a double-edged sword, and he has difficulty stopping himself even when he recognizes he should. While he likes people easily and is kind to them, it is rather easy to hurt him emotionally because he can be sensitive. In situations of intense stress he is far from your typical leader, prone to acting on the fly and not thinking clearly, and that's before factoring in his Le'sachi status which makes him for a ticking time bomb emotionally. He can be easily guilted and sometimes rendered into compliancy, though the latter is far more difficult to achieve depending on the circumstances.
Samples
First Person: Q&A please!
Third Person: It had only been a few days, but Aleos was still trying to figure out how to go about the whole 'wing' situation as he threw down another botched shirt, holding a hand to his head in frustration. This wasn't his area of expertise, and he could practically hear Miaka laughing at him over the pitiful holes meant to be an exit for this new set of wings. A part of him can't help feeling the irony that here it didn't matter if you had wings or not when back home to have them out was a shining beacon begging to be targeted to turned in when compared to the leaves at his wrists that could be hidden so much more easily. Yet he could only sit here and wonder of how annoying it was that they couldn't be pulled in.
The things one takes for granted were always strange, he could recall the faint envy he felt when he first saw the wings from his friends. Now he had two sets that happened to be the same color scheme, even if only one was out in the open and blatantly 'fluffy' at a glance. And how very cumbersome they were proving to be, because it wasn't as if he wanted to have them crumpled against his back and under a shirt all the time. They tickled for crying out loud! He didn't like drawing attention to himself in the first place, writhing in the middle of a public area seemed like a damn easy way to go about doing that.
Pulling away his hand from his face, he returned his gaze to the pile of shirts of varying colors with an uneasy look on himself. Here he was trying to adjust some shirts when he should really just deal with the wings as they are, when he should be more worried about what was happening back in Orion and Riosna. Then again, he wasn't overly fond of huddling with the upset stomach he would eventually give himself thinking about it. He didn't like this, he wanted to return and receive answers there and not here, answers that mattered more to him in the present. But that was asking for too much at this time, judging on how everyone spoke of the place.
At least he didn't have to continue looking and wiping at his blood and that of his sister's off himself any more, he truly was fortunate that it was practically gone when he arrived... Not that he didn't dwell on the meaning behind it any less.