Xavier_Hearthfire

Name: Xavier Dumah Hearthfire
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Fox
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 210lbs

Marital Status: Single

Family: None

Friends: None

Xavier here is something of a prodigy, a cocky one at that, but wouldn't you have a sizable ego if you were born with the magical prowess of a fully fledged Warlock, even stranger about these circumstances is that his parents bore no magic themselves, this as you can imagine did not go down well with the tribesfolk or the elders.

"OUTCAST!"

"USURPER!"

"CURSED!"

Xavier was barely 2 years old when his parents agreed with the town elders and had him exiled, they had two other sons after all and a death in the young litter wasn't uncommon for their nomadic way of life, the young Xavier waddled his way into the wilderness with nothing to back him up...other than that magic. He managed to beat the odds, coming up against rather large predators was always going to be a challenge but his body reacted every time, he grew into a powerful force to be reckoned with indeed, his downfall would be the deep seeded hatred for his people and his smug notion of superiority over those without magic and even most who did have it. He would return to his tribe at the age of 16, clad in the furs of skinned prey.

The tribe still rejected him, even his father who was now Village Elder told him that he was no son of his, a smile crept across Xavier's face "That's fine, I didn't come back for acceptance." He snapped his fingers, causing a spark of flames to set the village ablaze, during the chaos he simply walked away from his past, heading towards the town and ultimately, nexus park. There he would begin a new life, earning himself a job at an chemist for some time before opening his own small apothecary business for specialist client who were looking for unique remedys or ingredients or maybe even a keepsake or two, changing his fur armor for a warlock garb.

Xavier as mentioned before is a rather proud individual, perhaps too much so, he often misses details due to thinking he's already well informed enough, this just so happens to be his fatal flaw, if he gets the upper hand against someone he may just brag about it, not see the dagger you have against his back, arrogance can very well be his downfall, however if he manages to stay focused you have a formidable opponent and a mighty predator to deal with.

He isn't incapable of making friends however, those who can crack through his smug and rather lonely exterior will find a stalwart companion who will defend them with wild devotion, he considers those close to him one of the few who have given him a chance and accepted him as a person, something if you recall his own family and tribe did not, everyone needs a bit of lovin'.