Items: A large, black "dragons" egg; and a mysterious potion in a red bottle.
JP courses taken/bought: (the first phase of) Mortal Combat.
Additional Skills: None
Weapon: Concharina-a magical conch whose music is deadly to enemy ears..
Quote: "Did you say treasure? I'm there!"
Custom Attack: Urchin Song- Unconsciously drawing just enough power from Death to bring the
force of an angry sea to his command (but not enough to send his spirit to
the other world), Garilo plays his deady shell flute with eerie speed and
accuracy, while accompanied by a whirlwind of combat dance moves.
Effectively utilizing his instrument's deadly magical potential as well as
taking advantage of the brutal training received from Hertziel, this move
summons strange watery phantasms... sea creatures from the darkest depths of
the sea that no one can quite identify. Unfortunately there are several
factors that leave room for error with this attack, being Garilo's control
over the magic of Death, his footwork, and his fingers upon his shell flute.
Garilo was a pearl diver from the remote ocean city of Anaeblis. A tropical
paradise of salt water, colorful fish, and exotic plants, the land of the
city of Anaeblis is appreciated by everyone that lives there. Because of its
faraway location, the city is largely unpopulated by tourists, thrillseekers
and the other social blemishes. The populous lives on a diet composed mostly
of fruits and some vegetables, and of course the daily crab and fish. The
local resources include underwater gem mines and seashore oysters. Because
lumber is in short supply in such a place, many of the buildings are
actually made of shells and coral, although reeds and seastones and relied
upon heavily as well. Garilo was taught the magic of water at a young age by
his father. Since the day his father taught him how to control
water currents, he has practiced his power with a characteristic
self-discipline. He has always had a good relationship with his parents. By local
tradition, he moved out and got a hut of his own on his eighteenth birthday.
That was months ago...
Because of his descendance in the sun, he's naturally dark-skinned. He grows
his hair in long braids in the local fashion of his village, and for the
most part everyone agrees he looks good, especially in blue. He has a ready
laugh and a mind-bogglingly charming smile, which he uses when he's in the
mood for manipulation. When he gets his mind set on something, there isn't
anything that will stop him, regardless of who gets in his way. Though he
tends to follow a loyalty to his friends and family, his own success is the
most important thing in his life. His business selling pearls can make or
break him, and he knows that gambling is a part of who he is. Though most
see his steadfast determination as work ethic, in reality he really just
knows how to get ahead and pursues the most promising path.
Garilo is a natural romantic, although he would be hard-pressed to hold down
a steady relationship as he tends to get bored rather easily. He's never
experienced true love, despite how many people have expressed theirs towards
him, and he wonders if he'll ever really find it.
Garilo has a low tolerance
for alchohol and a high tolerance for pain. He has no problem with heights,
fire, insects and rats, deep water or knives... but is a nyctophobiac. This
means he is physically incapable of functioning in a completely dark place
and tends to avoid a dark night. This probably stems from a childhood
accident which trapped him in an underwater cave for six hours, but a phobia
is nonetheless a crippling thing.
While perceived perhaps as a somewhat sexual person, Garilo has a deep
appreciation for wealth and economics, and his strengths and weaknesses make
him a complex character with room to grow. Where his travels take him will
probably change him in many ways, or completely.