Appearing as a anthropomorphic rat in a trench coat standing around 4 feet tall, he is a Pooka spirit, a shape shifter of considerable power. While he prefers to take his base form, he can take any form at will, but always focuses on a powerful combination of magicks both offensive and defensive. He wields a pair of mystical revolvers, one known as war, and one known as peace. War has the power of pure destructive energy, firing incredibly powerful piercing shots, or blasts that are easily 20 feet wide around beams of destructive force. Peace, while able to cause damage to foes, has a unique ability to cause direct emotional damage. It can bring upon them the weight of past mistakes, how others view them, and put doubt or fear into the hearts of even the strongest. While War is “more destructive” Peace may be the more dangerous of the two weapons. This is only the tip of the iceburg of his abilities though. He focuses heavily on a powerful defensive barrier system that looks like a cross hatch pattern of glowing lines always shifting. Each line is a threat of fate, a lesser thread, being pulled in as a part of a barrier. By pulling strings of fate from air, dust, sand, water vapor, and other particles in the air into strands of energy he can craft an intricate barrier that is hard to beat. Few weapons can pierce fate, and since his revolvers can fire smaller, more condensed shots, he can easily create a barrier with just enough opening to attack out of, while protecting himself and everyone near him.
 
While a student of other magicks and art forms, he is not a dedicated mystic. Instead he is more wise, comforting, and his long life allows him to provide sage advice to others. In his free time, when not caring for his weapons or practicing his arts, he enjoys things like theater, telling jokes, and all performance arts.
Classification: Warrior 10, Guardian 10, Guide 9, Healer 3, Mystic 6, Generalist 2, Specialist 9
Age: ~2,000 Years
Offerings: All are acceptable.
Level: 32