Silas Umbre

[Silas Umbre]

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<sub>*The pokemon trainer walked down the gloomy forest trail. Light didn't seem to breach the tree-tops and the floor was like walking on blackened dirt. She kicked a few rocks, dirt scuffing her black shoes. The long trail winded and the trainer groaned out, detesting the on-going walk. She had been going for hours now and it feeled non-stop*

"By all that is sacred.... END ALREADY!!"

*She screamed out in frustration and dashed down the trail, ignoring Kakuna, Metapod and all other pokemon watching her intently. She startled several Pikachus and a couple of pidgeys flew off away from her footsteps. She ran and ran until she saw the floor brighten up*

"Finally!"

*Exclaiming loudly when she saw the exit of the woods, coming home to her home town for a little while, she sighed in relief*


"I'm finally home"

*The trainer dashed off towards the house she lived in, running straight to the refrigerator*

Read more: mastersacdmy.proboards.com/thread/104/ylva-mandara-character-sheet#ixzz2xCxfnYqx</sub>

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TRAINER INFO

NAME -
_{Silas Umbre}


I.D # -
_SUE-5874


D.O.B -

4-5-2071

AGE -
19

HAIR -
Albino - Completing lacking melanin (OCA1a)

EYES -
_{Albino (Albinos can in fact have varying eye color depending on the room. Sometimes their eyes will turn a bluish color, and yes, that is natural, it's due to lacking of light to expose the blood vessels and cause the eyes to appear pink - or red- .)}


HEIGHT -
6"2

WEIGHT -
185

CLASS LEVEL - 
   Journeyman

TRAINER GIFT/TALENT -

Verbal Communication

FACE CLAIM -
_{Stephen Thompson}



PICTURE -
_{www.ynaija.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/Stephen-Thompson.jpg}

BRIEF HISTORY -
<sub>Silas was brought up in scotland, on a farm. He grew up with Zephyr, who didn't receive his name until later. He found Calder when he was older, around the age of 16, as a Wartortle.

Silas always preferred to work the nights on the farm, using his Zangoose to chase out any pests to the crops.</sub>

DETAILED HISTORY-

Birth and up

    With a groan, the mother instantly disdained the one thing that no mother is supposed to hate. Her own child…
    It came to no surprise. The mother and the father couldn’t bring themselves to appreciate what was different. Their small, crying albino boy was fed and kept alive, only to grow and work. And it’s exactly what happened. Silas was a freak of nature to his small, Scottish town, and went unappreciated anywhere he stepped. Not knowing that the only friend he would ever make was always watching him, never allowed to take a step towards him, just cause of the way he looked...
    The small boy slaved at the family farm, burning under the sun and never getting the proper care that an albino needed. Silas became used to working in near blindness, everything a blur to him, he learned how to try his hardest and work out what shapes he could.
    Ignored when he walked through the door, it was another thing he adjusted to.
Speak only when spoken to.
Eat after we are finished.
Stay in your room.
Get back to work.
    Silas became closed off very quickly. The albino boy grew to be taller than most, making him more of an outcast, which led to him to walk with his head down for a while, trying to pretend that he didn’t exist in their world, or the one he was forced to live in. It was only when he found his Zangoose, Zephyr, that he started to walk with his head forward and learned that with a quick glance, he could actually turn down and force away any challengers.

    The girl that watched him from the distance finally grew the strength to walk away from her parents and speak to the boy that she had watched her entire life. Watching the trash and pencils being thrown at him, listening to the slurs they threw at him, trying to keep him away and distant from them. Afraid of what he was or that he might give them some kind of disease.
Although her touch was gentle, when she laid her hands on him, he swung his elbow and lashed out, stopping when he realized it was a girl… or just a really well dressed man… it was hard to tell. But from that moment forward, they bonded. And when she brought him a pair of glasses (even if they weren’t strong enough) he realized that she was indeed a she…. The voice wasn’t lying to him.


Before the Academy


    Silas frowned at the picture of the family in front of him. A small albino baby and two parents, of course, neither were smiling in the photo. The hardened male held back tears as a female held onto his arm looking up at him, curious of her boyfriend’s issue. She knew there wasn’t much to Silas’s life. He grew up on a farm, helped raise crop, and his parents never truly cared. Just because his mother barked at him for not wearing sunscreen, but they both knew that was because she didn’t want him to get hurt and her have to do all the work.
    The large albino scoffed in disgust and stood up suddenly, almost knocking the female over. All she could do though was watch him leave, large black boots walking heavily on the wooden floor, followed by a slamming door. But she couldn’t watch him go like that, she had to make sure he would be ok, the streets in Scotland could get dangerous, and she knew where he was going. “Silas wait up!” she shouted, running after him, earning a standstill from the man and a turn around.

    “What could you possibly want?” growled from his throat, but didn’t shake the girl. She knew that he was angry and upset, and understood that.

    They walked for a while, just two 17 year olds that were in love, they both stopped by someplace to get something small to eat before they started walking back. Everything was ok until several gunshots fired off and left both her and Silas wounded. He was only shot in the leg, but to his despair, when he looked over, the girl was there, lying in a pool of blood coming from her head.
He reached over and held onto her hand before help came and he blacked out just as soon as they told him to hang on.
    Silas awoke in a hospital and looked around, his leg was sore, but where was his girl? Once again, bad news walked into the same room as him and gave what felt like an unneeded apology. “She passed away just a couple of hours ago.” Came from the doctor’s mouth and earned and angered shout from Silas. She couldn’t be dead, along with his Pokemon Calder and Zephyr, she was the greatest thing that ever happened to him and even pulled him out of his stumps, just like last night.
The man’s head fell back onto the bed, in tears. He slept the day away after crying his own sore body to sleep.

    A couple of months passed, just enough time for his leg to heal up. And he had found resolve to go to a trainer school, it may have been a little late, but what was he going to do for the rest of his life? Slave away on a farm? Hell no, that wasn’t going to happen, not on his watch.
Silently, he packed up what few things he had and left with his Pokemon, not looking back, never thinking back, just carrying a picture of his lost girlfriend with him to the Master’s Academy.



PERSONALITY POINTS -
_{He is brash, but quiet. He'll stay to his self but isn't afraid to lay down the law, usually using his physical prowress.}
Not much to him, as he doesn't socialize unless required.

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POKEMON INFO

REGISTERED POKEMON - 
<sub>(are you picking reasonable pokemon? For some help in making your selection you may start here for help)

(see Trainer Age/Level, PKM Stats Guide- post 2 for stats guidelines )</sub>

PKMN #1: Wartortle
Name: Calder
Gender: Male
Stats:

• Speed: 6
  
• Stamina: 4
  
• Defense: 5
  
• Attack: 5
  

PKMN #2: Zangoose
Name: Zephyr
Gender: Male
Stats:

• Speed: 6
  
• Stamina: 6
  
• Defense: 4
  
• Attack: 5
  

POKEMON PERSONALITIES -
_{Calder is a very odd Wartortle. Quick to anger and typically grumpy, he doesn't like using water type attacks at all. He only uses them when his master Silas commands it.}

Zephyr is  lonely Zangoose. He sits by his self quite often and occasionally perches his self in his masters lap, earning some pats.

APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION -
<sub>Calder is huge and towers over a lot of other Watortle. Of course, he weighs in much heavier as well. His shell has several scars from training with Zephyr.

Zephyr has a scar that runs on his head from battle with some Seviper. He is also larger than the average zangoose and weighs more as well</sub>

PICTURES -
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