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Magical Ability:

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Ea is a fire mage. Fire, in many ways, defines him. While he has a rudimentary (and primarily theoretical) understanding of many forms of magic he works primarily with fire. He can create it and shape it, but he cannot destroy it. Created fire feeds of his own magic until he cuts it off. After that it dies quickly unless transferred to flammable material.
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In addition he is highly resistant to heat, able to handle raw flame with out too much concern. Similarly, he thrives in hot, dry climates. His body runs at a naturally feverish temperature. His body seems to burn through fuel, just as fire does. Possibly one of the most obvious parts of his magic is his body's reaction to wounds. Whenever he takes injury, his magic flares in white-hot heat, cauterizing the wound. This is incredibly painful. He has no control over this part of his magic though he goes to great length to make it appear as though he does it on purpose.
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He is particularly sensitive to cold- it make him sluggish and sickly. He dislikes rain and seems almost phobic of any body of water- and for good reason. Being immersed sends his body into fits. It makes him feel as though he's dying, snuffing out. If his body temperature drops too drastically, his magic can flare up out of control.
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In general, actively using his magic for anything more than trivial is hard on him so he avoids it when possible. It seems like much of his magical potential works in passive ways (such as effecting his body temperature and wound closure), making it more dangerous to him to work large pieces of active magic.
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Appearance:

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Ea wears his wealth. As someone who grew up with nothing he is acutely aware of the quality of items around him. When he can, he surrounds himself with luxury. When possible he prefers that all his functional items also be beautiful. Ea likes to surround himself with beauty. He always appears a little too thin, his skin golden tanned from time in the sun and brushed with freckles. His eyes are a bright, lively green, the color of good clear emeralds. However his hair is really his crowning glory, thick and copper-red falling past his shoulders. Almost always it is braided up and out of the way. His body is wiry and lean, a dancer's body graceful, strong, and flexible. Ea seems constantly in motion. Usually he keeps an amber pendant the size of a chicken egg on his person. While it is his favorite stone to wear it is also his worry stone, and one of the first large purchases he ever made.
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Personality:

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Ea lives a life out loud, brazen and brash. To many he is reckless, arrogant, aggressive, and all together shocking. He has little apparent patience and his attention seems to flit from one thing to another with very little temptation. This is his public persona. It is, in truth, not that different from the private. The truth is, he husbands his control carefully. He guards his privacy and his secrets. He doesn't have much patience so he doesn't waste it on things that don't matter. The same for whatever gentleness and protectiveness is natural to him. His minds tends to divide things into two categories- things that matter, and things that do not. There is little grey area.
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The gods are a subject about which he says very little. Though he does not deny them- their influence in the world is all too real- it is safe to say that he is... skeptical.
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He has a general preference for high places and when seeking solitude he also tends to seek out heights.
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History:

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Ea couldn't tell you who his parents were. His memories revolve primarily around the street life he lived in the Emberi Kingdom. He has no fondness for it. A street orphan, he grew up doing what any other child does when they are alone- he stole, begged, and sold whatever he could to ensure food in his belly and a warm bed. Even if that meant warming other peoples' beds. He tends to talk about this portion of his life freely- he enjoys shocking people and sees little shame in it. He did what he had to. The world is a dark, dirty place and it amuses him to disillusion those who think that people don't do horrible things to each other every damned day.
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Though he was sometimes on the periphery of various gangs of street rats, he never really joined up even as he got older and loyalty became more important. He got into his share of scraps because of it. When he was 13, his magic flared up all at once. It burned black marks into his back, darkening a faint birth mark he'd never known was there. It also set fire to the merchant's house who had bought him for a night. He stumbled out of the ashes confused and frightened.
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A tracker, already in the city, caught up with him in a matter of moments. The rest is, as they say, history.
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He didn't leave Lledrith School until after his mastery. Here, he found power. Here, he was safe. He buried himself in his studies. This was a weapon that was -his-. No one could take it from him. He gained his mastery at the age of 26, though not without stirring up some controversy. Due to the strange shape his magic takes, he was almost denied mastery altogether. Rumor has often dogged his footsteps, especially since he has never hidden his past and often makes light of it.
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Though not exactly well liked by many, his power with fire was relatively hard to deny. He spent time as a teacher before the previous Master of Fire passed on his position and Ea took up the mantle.
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Miscellaneous:

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Ea's mage tattoo is black as charcoal and takes up most of his back. It is a tribal-looking chaotic design of dots, lines, and chevrons with little discernible pattern.

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