Birthday: Achtus 16, 2694
Age: 24 years old
FC: Miles Frank
Place of Origin: Somewhere in Anaxas
Current Location: Vienda, Anaxas
Occupation: Factory Worker
Player Name: mashi
Misha stands at 5’4” with tan skin and freckles, most noticeable on his face and lower arms. He has curly black hair that is always messy, just long enough to cover the tops of his ears and irritate his eyes. He prefers to keep a clean-shaven face, though he doesn't grow much facial hair in the first place. His eyes are an ordinary hazel and his ears are pierced, though he doesn't wear jewelry. He has a few small scars on his upper arms, shoulders, hands and legs, but nothing that particularly sticks out.
On the surface, Misha seems like a dumb but well meaning person. He's been known to cause a bit of trouble when he and his sister are bored, especially so when they were young, but he's grown out of that phase. For the most part. He's curious about everything, and a good listener, but he can also be very vocal with complaints and opinions. Overall, he's polite and nice, but to a fault.
Something one may notice about Misha spending some time with him is that he rarely apologizes for his mistakes, and doesn't seem sincere when he does so. Perhaps the only person to get an honest apology out of him is his sister, however reluctantly.
Misha isn't particularly fond of the galdori, which isn't a surprise, considering how and who he was raised by. He might also have a bit of a chip on his shoulder, all too aware of the fact that a galdori killed his birth parents, but this isn't a fact he's quick to share. He'd more comfortable around humans, who tend to be more easily fooled by his tricks, than any wick capable of magic that might see through it. He's never spoken to a passive, but he's endlessly curious about them, and keeps an open mind when encountering new people.
Being separated from his birth parents at a young age, Misha doesn't remember very much about them. He knows their names were Aspen and Keva Nem, and that they were both wicks. He assumes they loved each other. He likes to think they loved him too. He knows they were murdered by Mara’s mother in a rage, and that's all.
His life was ordinary after being taken in by a human couple that would end up raising both him and Mara. He didn't take the same interests as his adoptive sister did, spending his free time learning card tricks and other false magics from his new father in a futile attempt to stave off the boredom that came in such an unfulfilling life. He’s still picked up a few basic skills from his sister and mother since his passing, though. Working in the factory was grueling and demanding from the beginning, and it quickly became old. Still, he worked with the rest of his family to help provide for them, resigning to find entertainment elsewhere.
This came with little success though, as Misha still considers his life to be tragically bland. He hates working in the factory, hates the routine his life has become, and is just looking for some sort of change or excitement - anything. He wants stories to tell and memories of his own, and really just wants something different than what he’s been doing for upwards on twenty years.
Poor
Physical
Good
Social
Good
Misha’s only real goal, currently, is to achieve some sort of change in his current day to day life. Whether that is a new job, new friends or enemies, or a new town to live in - he doesn't care. He just wants something new and different and exciting.