Randall

Randall

A baby wrapped in sheep's wool, the sole survivor of a terrible wistorm. He will grow to be an incredible mage, but to get there he will be disrespected, abandoned, and will prove his worth several times over.
He is simple, wise beyond his years, and of few words. Most of all though, he is kind. He loves every plant and animal and person he meets with his whole heart. Though many are not aware of his love, those who can see it are always happy to be with him.
For now he is a young, talented, and stubborn boy. Each day he grows physically, mentally, and spiritually.

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Very small for his age, he is often slumped over or sitting against a tree. It seems he refuses to break connection with the ground, and will often remove his shoes the moment he is not forced to wear them.

Identifying Characteristics

He is very wide eyed, and his hair is long and shaggy, a trait from a long held hatred of haircuts.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Randall is a young boy who is deeply connected to the wist field. Wist worn as a baby, he was the sole survivor of the terrible storm that wiped out his village. He was found swaddled in the thick furs of a sheep, smiling up at the clear blue sky. Without any living family, he was sent off to a small orphanage in Bolnia, where he was raised. He was a late bloomer, he only crawled for the first four years of his life, and he did not speak until he was seven. When he did learn finally, he was very quiet, but he showed a great understanding of the world around him.
Though the other children he lived with excluded him, and called him weird and stupid, he did not show any care for their words. He simply continued on in his own head, thinking his thoughts and watching the sky.
Midsummer of his tenth year, like all the other children born in the same year as him, he had his wisthread pulled. When they asked him to sit quietly and let the mage do their work, he was a perfect statue.
The mage was startled at the emanation of Randall’s soul. It thrummed in perfect harmony with the air around them, and it brimmed against his skin. This was the nature of a true prodigy, a one in ten thousand quality to his wist.
Indeed, once his thread was pulled and he joined the other children who gave their first attempts at making the stands fly, he simply let the wist go and had it follow him through the air. Stunned parents and adults all around him watched as this boy they all thought to be an idiot showed great talent in controlling his wisthread.
He was soon after taken from the orphanage, and offered an education. Though when they brought him to the classes to be taught, he seemed to not want to learn a single thing. He could not read, those who tried to teach him in the past found it impossible. He was given lessons in the afternoon, and he seemed to hardly care as they drilled the shapes and sounds into his head.
In the classrooms, he either excelled or was incompetent. When practical lessons in the movement of wist was taught, he would perfectly copy the motions the moment the teacher showed an example. When the class shifted to theory, and written lessons he would quickly ignore them and continue to fiddle with his wisthread or sit in the grass.
After a month with no progress, it was decided that he would have to go elsewhere to learn. Word was passing around of a talented mage teaching a couple of ‘exceptional students’, and he was delivered there by the Arch-Magistrate of Rocciano University.
Now he spends his time learning practical lessons in the field, and has even started to learn reading from one of the other boys he studies with.

Sexuality

He has a deep love for everyone around him, but he harbours no sexual feelings. Whether this is a matter of time to awaken is unknown.

Education

Miss Liana's Orphanage 8-10
Children's Studies at Rociano University 1 month.
Studing under Xandra Windritches for the last 3 months.

Mental Trauma

He is deeply embarrassed by his lack of understanding others, especially kids his age. He feels lonely and neglected, and even in his current environment he is struggling to open up with the other students.

Intellectual Characteristics

He is remarkably intelligent, and when allowed to figure something out on his own he will rapidly learn the deeper elements at play. His logical reasoning is often overridden by his gut instinct, which is a problem when it comes to his poor instincts for social interaction.

Morality & Philosophy

He likes to keep and use things for as long as possible. Foremost of this philosophy is the sheep fur blanket he has carried with him since birth, though it also extends to hair combs, bracelets, and basically anything he can keep using.
He believes in the good nature of everyone, and trusts all of those he meets, but is also quite violently protective of his own possessions. He will deliver strong ultimatums to anyone who anyone who tries to take his blanket.

Species

Human

Ethnicity

Rumberg Culture

Year of Birth

3402 GS 12 Years old

Circumstances of Birth

Born just days before a wistorm destroyed his village

Gender

male

Eyes

Pale blue

Hair

Pale Blond

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale white

Height

4'

Weight

80lbs

Known Languages

Gedaran  Pathomedos Merkish