Name:Ignis (latin word for fire. yes, I am that uncreative)
Age (at most 400, so if young adult about 210 or more): 321
Gender:Male
Element:Fire
Theme Song: http://youtu.be/DdJJ1KpvLCw The Hanging Tree from Mockingjay. (cuz im a nerd and I read books!) I also think the song fits the story.
Personality: Ignis is a stong willed Saber. His past pushes him to go on. To stand up for what he believes is right. On the outside he stands tall and firm, but on the inside he is slowly falling to pieces. The memories that keep him going, are also breaking him.
Attacks: The ember markings can cause burns when the touch anything else. Ignis uses strength to win his battles. This means claws, teeth, and weight.
Special Ability (invent a decent one): If Ingis is angry enough(oh god this already sounds lame) the ember markings with burst into flames, consuming his body. He runs through this rage until exhaustion takes over.
Story: Ignis grew up as a cub with little care from his parents. Soon, his siblings left and he followed. Ignis wandered the world for many years, living alone. And then he found her. Her name was Amora. She was a sky saber. She, to say the least, completed him. Filled the hole he had so long carried. She was a soft creature. Never understanding why violence was ever needed, always appreciating the tiniest, most pure things in life. They lived this was for a hundred years, together. Then the storm came. Soon the river broke it's banks and the den flooded. Ignis ran, dragging his wife who had been hurt from the den crumbling down on top of her. He carried her feverishly trying to escape the long, deep den. She kept pleading him to leave her behind. He denied her each time. Soon she stopped him. "Please," she begged him. "Your life is more important than mine. Just know I'm with you forever, staying in your heart." at this point the water had reached her neck and she slipped under its rising. Ignis stood petrified for moments that seemed like seconds, waiting for her to come up again, but she didnt. He ran from the den. Staarting his wandering again. The memory of Amora carrying him on, but still dragging him behind.
sidenote:gotta go back and fill in that white spot.
Edit:fixed it!







