𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 

Amari Davis

𝐀𝐆𝐄 

17

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 

male

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐒 

sorcerer 

𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐓 

n/a

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 

unlabeled 

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 

His mom likes the name, tis all

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 

Amiri Dexter Chase 

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 

Amari is a dark skinned male with dirty blond dreads that darken at the tips, and dark brown eyes that look almost black. 

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 

Too many to count. He has some from knicking himself on sharp objects, fights and more

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 

Amari smells like smoke and wood; quite the interesting combo

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 

A stone wall, built sturdy and full of defenses.

Amari owns the title of an uncaring individual. He doesn't care. Doesn't bother with getting good grades, has very few and fleeting interests, and seems to drift through his unmemorable life.

Everyday is simply a day. Good or bad cease to exist within his mind, and he lacks a capacity of being bothered. Troubles slide off of him like water on a smooth rock, never there for long. Or maybe it does bother him, festers like a sore that will one day pop. He doesn't know, and he doesn't bother to think about it either.

Amari is sort of pessimist in nature. Due to his casual lack of caring about most things, he tends to have a 'nothing matters' mindset. At least, not in the long run. No matter our path, we all end up in the same place - why strive for something that won't matter once you're gone? Its a dull, bleak perspective on life, but he was exposed to the tragedies of the world too young to see the bright side of living.

As such, Amari does whatever he feels like whenever the mood strikes him. Sleeping, going to class,. wandering; life is up to him, and he will live it as he wants. His grades are not the best, but he really doesn't care. He doesn't care for Caim, but attends because it's the realistically best option for him.

Amari keeps people at a distance. There's a few people who he's soft for, he won't lie, but he generally keeps his space. Thou he's not cruel to others, just..a bit spacey. Reserved and doesn't typically share intimate details of his life with others. Why would he? To get stabbed in his softest parts once he loses the title of a friend? Call it paranoia, Amari calls it watching his own back. He's seen people get hurt, and he's been hurt. He doesn't want it to happen anymore, he's tired.

Amari isn't the sort of person to open up, and prefers the low life. He isn't particularly malicious, and doesn't draw attention to himself. Perhaps he's weird, but no one bothers him for it. Quiet seclusion has always suited him more then open crowds.

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 

Calm, reserved, free spirited, usually very relaxed and chill

𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 

Lazy, disinterested, distant, non trusting and pessimistic 

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 

Sweet fruits, cold drinks, nice weather, wandering around, sleeping in late, being able to do whatever he wants, lollipops, chewing on either gum or pen caps,  smoking and the smell of nature

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒  

Being told what to do, people who bother him when he wants to be left alone, schoolwork, having to wake up early, the taste of fish, getting grease on his fingers, people who take advantage of others, sour fruits, when food tastes bland and lectures 

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

Amari was born as a result of a one night stand. He doesn't know why his mother kept him, but she did. She was a Mundane, someone who wasn't aware of Magik. It's safe to say that she thought something was wrong with him. Frequent tests on his brain development offered little help, and she eventually stopped trying - far too frustrated. She distanced herself from him, eventually forming a relationship with another man and leaving him as her only memory of the past.

Forgotten by his mother, Amari let the wrong crowd take him. He did all the things you weren't supposed to, from getting into fights to skipping school to stealing. He had to take a serious step back when he lost a friend to an incident that got out of hand and resulted in their death.

Amari began distancing himself from others. A part of him knew he would die too if he kept at it, and tried to better himself. However he had too many bad habits, and no support system. His resolved crumbled, and life became lackluster - a daze like he was constantly walking through a fog.

Then there was Caim. He happened across it completely by accident, and applied as a way to leave. It was far away from everything and everyone, somewhere to be. He doesn't have plans after Caim, but does intend to save up and get an apartment somewhere. He doesn't think he'll go back home.

𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 

Camilia Davis; his mother. Her and Amari don't have a close relationship. He is her problem child, the son she doesn't wish to speak about. And to him, she is the mother who bore him. He used to seek her out, but soon realized she didn't care for him and saw him as some sort of punishment from God.

Thomas Chuckney; his mother's boyfriend. Amari doesn't associate with the guy, but there have been attempts on Thomas's part to try and get to know him - mainly to impress Camilla. It didn't work. Ever since Caim, he barely sees the man.

Joah Roberto; someone who was once a close friend of his. Died due to gang related violence. Amari misses him, he was funny and spunky like any kid was. Part of the reason why Amari changed himself, so he didn't end up like him.

𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃 

Core subjects 

He takes Animal Care and Divination as his electives; and Shamanism for his Advanced

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐒 

N/A

𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐒 

Plants and Potters + Caim Exploration; though he has a tendency to not always show up.

𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 

79/100

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 

30/100

𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 

33/100

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 

75/100

𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇 

80/100

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐀 

45/100

𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 

- Amari is a city kid, but has taken to exploring the woodland area. His favorite sound is a bubbling stream, accompanied by the gentle croaks of frogs.

- His grades are bad. If he actually applied himself, he'd definitely be doing better. Unfortunately, he does not and probably never will.

- Despite being distant to people, Amari likes animals and is always kind to them. There was always a number of stray cats where hea lived, and he fell into a habit of feeding them whenever he could. His favorite was a one eyed, scrappy looking one named Lady. 

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

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