Oliver Marwick-Stanton

Username: [Rice]
Character Name: Oliver Marwick-Stanton.
Age: 23, but you’d think he’d just left school with the way he behaves.
Gender: Male.
Race: A rather pathetic excuse for a human.
Nationality: Glacies, from a small quint village called ‘The Rip’. 

Appearance: Uncoordinated and goofy, Oliver has no semblance of grace or poise to him and will usually introduce himself by tripping up, or freezing up upon being found doing something embarrassing and weird. His hair is a very dark ashy brown, almost black, and styled in a short page-boy manner - though it tends to get a little ruffed up nowadays due to him falling in every hedge he passes. Feature wise, you could say he has a bit of a baby-face and appears a lot younger than he actually is, possibly even as young as 13, however his height somewhat gives ways to doubt on this pre-teen appearance. Being 6'4ft and gangly, you'd second guess yourself and say maybe an overgrown 16 year old, he is actually 23 though in neither body or spirit. Big eyes complete the childish look as well as a healthy glow to his soft peach skin, his eyes are two different colours, one a light grey and the other an extremely dark brown. 

When it comes to clothing, Oliver looks more at home in a restaurant as a waiter, or possibly a hotel. He's hardly dressed for travelling in his black waist coat, white smart shirt (equip with black armbands/suspenders), light blue tie and black trousers. You'd think he just got dressed normally one day and then decided to leave, which is probably true.

Personality: As Oliver's father would say, "One of the common failings among honorable people is a failure to appreciate how thoroughly dishonorable some other people can be, and how dangerous it is to trust them". Hence, he was a tad nervous when his very honest yet horrendously naive son decided to leave home in search of truth. Curious, sharp-minded, yet gullible, Oliver likes to think everyone is as he is and was extremely shocked by the world outside of his comfortable life. Whores, greed, murder, all of it was beyond his understanding since he'd grown up needing nothing, shielded from the horrors of desperation and the depravity a lack of money could cause. Now out on his own, he is slowly coming to terms with the fact that the world is a bit more black than he thought.

Oliver is very imaginative and optimistic, due to never really experiencing anything bad. He's never felt much pain, never been in a fight, never had a bad nights sleep and never had someone hate him - all of which will be an eye opener when they do happen. Energetic and excitable, he is eager to make friends and form bonds with others, people who are interesting and different than his friends back home who all seem to be cut from the same cloth - the same boring and plain cloth.

Weapons: Oliver + Weapons = ?, he'd probably shoot himself in the foot if you gave him a gun. He'll need training before any weapons can be involved.
Magic: He's never used magic but actually has a natural affinity for it, he intends to pick up some magic books when he finally finds a town.
Other: Oliver is, at his core, anything but street wise and world aware and had sort of gone out on a whim in leaving home. His parents only allowed it because they figured he'd return with his tail between his legs after a few days. They were wrong, but only because their son is currently lost beyond being saved.