CHARACTER
Name: Callen Ovis
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Symbol: A curved brown ram’s horn on a dark blue background.
Occupation: Student at Beacon
Appearance: Scrawny would be a good word to describe Callen upon first seeing him. The kid’s not much to look at, all skin and bones, and pale. Plus, he’s pretty short, a source of constant embarrassment for him. Callen is a Faunus, which is evident from the short black horns that poke up from his mop of messy brown hair. The teen is a ram Faunus, and while his horns are short now, easily hidden under a cap or hood, they will eventually grow to be the long, curved shape distinctive of ram’s horns. Callen is self-conscious about being a Faunus, and so most often keeps his horns covered by wearing a dark blue jacket with a hood. His light brown eyes peer out from under the hood.
Callen is a teen of simple tastes as far as clothing is concerned. Most of the time he wears long-sleeved shirts and plain pants, occasionally with a vest if he’s feeling fancy, and the aforementioned jacket. His battle dress is light so that he can move. He wears a pair of black greaves on his arms, and matching gloves. The knees of his pants are covered by metal plates should he need to land on them. His entry into Beacon has prompted him to think about crafting more protection for himself, but for now that’s all he’s got.
History: Callen hails from the Mistral region of Remnant, his parents choosing to move the family to Vale after his younger sister was born, when he was two. His childhood was relatively uneventful, his time mostly spent playing with the other children in his mostly-Faunus neighborhood while his parents went to work and did things he didn’t understand. Life was simple, and it was good.
When Callen was eight, his parents joined the White Fang, opening his eyes to the discrimination that Faunus like himself faced every day. At first, Callen found the organization fascinating, seeking to learn as much about it as he good and complaining about having to go to school when he could be with his parents doing something really useful. But his parents were adamant that his education was more important than being a young revolutionary, and so he stayed in school, doing the best he could until he was old enough that his parents would allow him to join them in the White Fang.
That time never came. Instead, Callen graduated from school and suddenly found himself applying for acceptance to Beacon Academy on the insistence of his parents, who thought their son should channel his passion for revolution into something more constructive, like training to be a Hunter and fighting the Grimm. Callen didn’t quite understand his parents’ reasoning, but he managed to get accepted to Beacon and decided to go with it. He still longs to join the White Fang and assist the fight for true Faunus equality, but for now he’ll do his best to become a competent Hunter.
Personality: Callen is a different person depending upon who he’s with. Around regular humans, he’s more reserved, somewhat standoffish, even cold. Having experienced a fair amount of bullying as a kid because he’s a Faunus, Callen doesn’t trust most humans until he’s gotten to know them. He’s not directly hostile, but he won’t make much of an effort to be friends either. He’ll work with regular humans when he must, but won’t speak much, and will leave as soon as the task is done.
Around other Faunus, however, he’s much more open, more willing to smile and laugh with those whose experiences are similar to his own. Most of his friends are Faunus, and he spends most of his time thinking about how to improve Faunus-Human relations. Of course, given that he wants to join the White Fang, he’s much more on the Faunus side of things than the human side, and will debate the topic hotly if engaged, but he’s not out to make enemies, and though it’s difficult, he can recognize and admit when he’s wrong.
Callen often gets lost in his own head, thinking about whatever is currently going on in his life and forgetting about the world around him. When this happens it can be difficult to bring him back down to earth, but usually a good tap on the shoulder will do it. Unfortunately, when startled Callen has the tendency to make a noise that sounds awfully like the baah-ing of a sheep, which is mortifying for him. Whenever it happens, he does his best to avoid anyone’s gaze and blend in with the nearest wall. But, embarrassment and dislike of humans aside, Callen is generally a nice guy, if a bit slow to warm up to new people.
Strength: Callen’s weapon of choice is a crossbow, and with that comes keen eyes and a knack for judging distances well. Also, his arms are decently strong, though he won’t be entering any weight-lifting competitions any time soon. He’s not a genius, but in his specific fields of interest (mainly archery and anything to do with the Faunus) he’s very knowledgeable, and enjoys sharing that knowledge with anyone who asks. The teen is also patient, willing to wait however long he needs to to line up a perfect shot with his bow, a quality that extends to the rest of his life as well.
Weakness: Aside from the muscles needed to use his crossbow and the blades it turns into, Callen’s not the most muscular guy, or the most agile. He chose the crossbow as his weapon partially because it would allow him to fight while mostly standing still, something that he needs to cover for the fact that he’s clumsy, prone to tripping over his own feet if he’s not totally focused on where he’s going. When’s he’s in one of his introspective moods, Callen loses track of everything outside his own thoughts, and so needs someone to watch his back lest he be caught unawares in a fight.
Semblance: Callen’s semblance allows him to slow down time within a few yards of him. Usually used to give him the time to line up the perfect shot with his crossbow, it’s also useful when fighting hand-to hand to allow him to dodge blows. It’s not perfect, only making those near him move sluggishly for a few seconds before things return to normal, and using it is draining. If an enemy’s lined up a good blow before he slows time he’s most likely still going to get hit, and after using his semblance he is weak and woozy for a couple seconds, leaving him open to attacks.
WEAPON
Name: Aries
Primary Form: Aries’ primary form is that of a black metal crossbow that must be loaded by hand. It appears unremarkable, and for the most part it is. However, while it does fire normal metal bolts, Callen has also managed to construct special bolts with tips that contain Dust, producing explosive element-based effects when they hit something. These bolts must be created individually, which takes time—not to mention the money needed to buy the Dust—but they add quite a bit of force to each shot.
Secondary Form: Aries can transform, the two ends of the bow collapsing into the middle, which becomes a hilt, from which emerge two blades, one on each end. Callen holds the hilt in the middle and stabs with the blades, though he can also spin them in front of himself to make a sort of makeshift shield.
Tertiary Form: By pressing a button in the middle of the hilt Callen can make the blades separate, leaving him with a short sword in each hand. When he’s done fighting, the two click back together, and another press of the button returns Aries to its crossbow form.
History: Being part of the White Fang gives Callen’s parents access to all kinds of weapons, and so a present for his acceptance to Beacon they brought home a few and offered to let him choose one to be his for as long as he wanted it. After trying out a couple different weapons, Callen came to the crossbow and something clicked. When he realized it could transform into swords as well, he was sold, and named it Aries. They’ve been together ever since.
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