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Name: Yisidor Colalorei
Age: 25
Class: elemental thief
Race: Vulpes
Job: bandit
Eye Color: dark blue
Hair Color: white
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 150
Birthplace: Chakis
Yisidor Colalorei

Appearance: The most notable part of Yisidor's attire is the helmet he wears. Simple in its design, yet elegant in form, it is forged in the vissage of a fox and completely masks his face and covers the top and back of his head. The eyes are lensed in a tinted alloy allowing him vision, and there are rounded cut outs on either side for each of his ears. He is clothed in a pair of soft, black leather trousers, a sleeveless black tunic and full sleeved, black leather duster. His white hair falls waist length and is left untied, while his fluffy white tail and gray tipped white ears give him the signature racial features of his Vulpes heritage. His eyes are a rich, dark blue, nearly back.

Background: Yisidor is the only surviving pup of a litter of five. His father having been captured by the Dremsfelln, he was raised by an overprotective mother in a slummier portion of the Vulpes city of Chakis. At the age of twelve, he was drafted into the Vulpes military and sent to the front lines with a batallion of 52 soldiers when he was fifteen, an event which caused his mother to grieve herself to death.

Strengths: Yisidor has the rare ability to command the element of water. His helmet is designed to allow him to breathe freely within in any water source. He is exceptionally agile and quick, both physically and mentally, and wields a whip that appears as just a handle of wood until he conjures the actual whip itself from the moisture in the air.

Weaknesses: Lightning is Yisidor's main weakness and can be physically devastating to him. He is also only able to speak and understand the native language of Chakis, leaving a communication barrier between him and anyone but another Vulpes.

Other: Yisidor was a prize to the Chakis military, one of only three known elementals in the history of their race, he was snatched up and drafted into the army at the age of twelve. Nearly a veteran by fifteen, he met Rafey Bakejesy and they formed a strong friendship, one strengthened by his survival of the batallion slaughter Rafey feels responsible for.