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Vasilij
Legacy Name: Vasilij

The Glade Telenine

Owner: Lilanie

Age: 13 years, 8 months, 2 weeks

Born: August 17th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 8 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: August 17th, 2010

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 10
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 10/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

The Island Elemental

Vasilij is a wizard. Your average neighbourhood wizard. He specializes in recovering lost stuff for people, since he is just a young wizard. His dreams are lots bigger, though. He wants to go save the world with his mighty magic. He knows better, though.

Many years ago, when he was the tender age of 47 years old, he and his girlfriend decided to help the world on a bigger scale. A prominent politician's wife had been kidnapped, and he and Alyssa Rose had used his special power over nature to track the hideout in a forest some hundred miles away. They went without any police backup, trusting their own powers: His power with nature, her power with fire. Standing there in the hut, she had managed to blast away three of the four gang members, while he freed the wife. The last one hadn't given up that easily, though, and Vasilij had turned around to see Alyssa get shot three times in the chest. A moment later, the gang member was on fire - as soon as Alyssa had been shot, the fire had gone out of control. He didn't need to check to know that she was dead; if she had been unconcious, the fire wouldn't have touched her, but now...she was burning...burning...his beautiful love, burning...
When Vasilij woke up, he found himself outside. The hut was blazing, and he could hear the sirens approaching. He slowly sat up, watching the huge fire eating away...burning...

It's hard to explain to cops that you're a magician and that your girlfriend wasn't burning down the place, but actually had everything under control. Especially with a screaming top politician standing next to the detective in charge; demanding someone be held responsible for the fact that his wife was burned almost all over... Vasilij tried to collect himself, holding his aching head in his hands, wishing that politician very far away. At least his wife would live, and even if half of Alyssa's face had looked like melted plastic, Vasilij would still love her...had loved her, he corrected himself.
The police dropped all charges against Vasilij some months later, deciding that the gang was responsible, and somehow coming to the conclusion that four guys had decided to burn themselves and the politician's wife to ashes. Vasilij shook his head at the idiotic conclusion and went on with his life.

These days, Vasilij is still his own tall, lanky self. He wears the same worn clothes, he often forgets to shave, haircuts are rare, and he's afraid of heights. Same old, same old. Of course, he's gotten a bit better at magic. Quite a bit, but that's to be expected considering it's been 33 years. He's gotten two bracelets; an intricate protector made from twined silver and one for saving power, sturdy with a piece of rock crystal. Oh, and he's now frightened by the thought of fire.

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