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    • Mercurio Vargas

    Mercurio Vargas
    Age: 25
    Gender: Male
    Species: Angel

    Appearance: 6'1", 168 lb, curly mop of dark, med length dark brown hair with a few grays, lightly stained white wings with a section of the right one missing from the tip to the first elbow joint (equivalent of loosing his hand from the wrist bone up). Mercurio's build is average. He keeps in shape during the spring to fall seasons because of the harvesting/gathering section of his craft, but will pack on a small belly during the winter months from his fondness for holiday foods and more time in the lab. He has a few chemical burns on his torso, hands are work weathered, slightly arthritic, and scarred while the right side of his face does bare traces of shrapnel cuts and gouges from the accident that took his wing.

    Mercu's normal dress consists of long over tunics of a solid color (favoring reds, blues, and some greens) with white trim, and slightly larger grey trousers with a small-fringed scarf made of one of his favorite colors. He also favors button down shirts with short collars, vests, slacks, and boots if attending special events. Normally the handicapped wing will have an ornamental brass cap over the stump. The dangling charms vary; sometimes small brass chimes other times a matching scarf, but even without adornments it is always capped when out in public. His feathers are still present on what's left though they do share the same stained fate as the other wing.

    While in the research lab his day to day wear are replaced by thick kirlath breaches and one very worn (and patchy thanks to his on the fly sewing skills) cotton tunic. This outfit is discolored from the liquid splatters, explosions, and various mishaps but he deems it his lucky work gear; outside of his wing it's saved him from greater harm.

    Guild/Rank: Alchemist Researcher- Recently graduated Journeyman. Slight talent in wind magic

    Personality: Always inspired by the outside world and what it can aid him in the lab, Mecurio has a knack of turning the most unheard of things into something useful; it may not be useful for –everyone- but someone, somewhere, will find a use for it sooner or later.

    This is Mecurio's main thought process. He spends about as much time out in public as he does in the lab believing that both are important to understand how new potions and chemicals can be made. This would be great, if it didn't involved asking off the wall questions or your drink swiped from under you grasp for a sample if it looks promising.

    He's the young researcher with the air of bumbling professor, but it's mostly an act of charm to keep him out of fights and low on the threat meter in the inner politics of the Mage guild. Mercu found that when you don't seem like a threat people will underestimate you and acting like an indecisive bystander granted him many gossiping allies and some channel of information when needed.

    Smiling, genial, quick with wit and confectionary treats from his more fortunate laboratory accidents the Alchemist has a knack of turning the conversation to another person to learn more about them. His temper is even but when he does become irritated enough Merc's words are dry, condescending, and often aim directly for the person's weakness; if fully enraged he will blindly slip into his wind Talent when arguing causing more harm to the area and self.

    As happy go lucky and witty he is in public he can be rather serious and shrewd in the lab. If an idea leads to a thread of possibility he can be lost in the process for an undetermined amount of time. Normally he does not have a lab partner, preferring to make the mistakes on his own instead of someone else doing it for him, and will shun visitors if a particular thread of inspiration hits him; however if you catch him at the right time, or bring and offering of good food, he will peek out of his hole with a smile and a curious `ullo.'"

    Parents: Kenna Vargas (Bratae)- Human- Mother: Master Masonry enchanter (archways and door fixtures), Age- 59
    Tova Vargas –Angel- Father: Master Enchanter/Artist-painter Age- 63

    Other Familial Ties:

  • Senna Bratae Aunt on mother's side, twin- Age 59 Master Healer (Mastery Flight, novice Hominid, novice Equine.)
  • Illenna Vargas- Aunt Age 65, (quartermaster) Ciron of Starscape,
  • Borillius Vargas- Uncle age 66, retired archer for Starscape.

    • Background: Mercurio was born in Starscape to Kenna and Tova the first of the Vargas family to be mages. Mercurio's life was simple enough, both parents were loving and nurturing of everything he wanted to try and from it made his love of research and discovery grow.

    Being a mage family was wonderful, but the way that his immediate family treated his father for being a mage put him in the outs with the rest of the Vargus clan. Generations before have been solders, archers, and a few proud knights and the ones present were upset that the youngest would not follow the family tradition. It lead to Tova's siblings barely acknowledging him in all of his endeavors and Mercurio develop a bit of a bitter spot towards his family and the warrior class as a whole.

    Thankfully because of his parent's belief that things will heal in time, Merc can curb that distain long enough to be respectfully civil, until fully provoked.

    At the age of 21 Merc was studying for his journeyman test when a nervous classmate spilled two volatile chemicals that caused a lab explosion. Reflexively he shielded himself with his wing causing him to loose everything from the radial bone up, while his clothes soaked up the rest of the damage. Taking a break for a few years with his Aunt Senna at her cottage near Cascadia Falls he recovered from his injuries and developed a taste for the city. Leaving shortly after his 24th birth year he graduated and returned to his Aunts until he could find a place of his own.

    NPC
    Name: Senna Bratae
    Relation to persona: Aunt
    Location at present: Not much of a traveler these days she can be found in a small house near the mouth of the Cascade River.

    Brief Description: short, rubinesque figure, slightly tan, weathered skin. Dark brown hair that has streaks of grey and a little stringy from the elements. A little rough around the edges but does have a grandmotherly hand when it comes to the people she helps; its just getting around the gruff part.