Tory Perault

Name: Tory Perault
Race: Hylian
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Place of Origin: Mido
PWC: 1/3/4
Perks:
•Sense
•Message
•Business
Treasures and Rupees:
•Dark Affinity (50 rupees)
magic gone extremely wrong has left Tory with stunted growth, gray flesh that has a bad tendency of rotting off if he doesn't pack himself full of salt, and an odd spike on his head.

•Song of Storms (25 rupees)
Tory can play his recorder to summon a storm. He's kind of rubbish at it, and a lot of the time mis-plays it as the Song of Soaring, which then has no effect as he doesn't have the magical power to sustain that kind of spell.

25 rupees

Equipment:
•Warm Tunic
a violet tunic made of thick cloth
•Shoulder-Cape
a cloak covering Tory's missing arm
•Kidney Belt
a tough belt with a whole load of pouches
•Daggers (x3)
straight blades helpful in self defence.
Pet: a shaggy mutt of a dog named Wolfos.
Appearance: With long, ponytailed brown hair and dark eyes, Tory might have been handsome...until you take into account his skeletal left hand and his entirely missing right arm. Tory accidentally cursed himself as a child, and this has left him with skin that regularly decomposes. This forces him to literally pack salt into his skin to try and halt the process. His legs are far too long for his body, and there is an odd spur on the right side of his head that is hidden under a beret. His right ear is also completely absent.



Personality: Happy-go-lucky and a complete party animal, Tory is the life and soul of many a gathering. Always ready to crack a joke or spice up the place with some fast music, Tory doesn't let his curse stop him from really enjoying everything life has to offer. It's hard to not be friends with Tory Perault. He does, however, have a skewed sense of morality (he blames his curse) and will pretty much go along with anything, even if it's illegal. He's learned to stay away from people who might convince him to do something drastic. Occasionally, he tends to treat people like objects. He also finds it near-impossible to hold a grudge, as he sees no point in keeping anger alive.
Background: As a child, Tory Perault was attempting to learn how to use a Vampiric Touch spell when he inadvertently managed to cast an entirely different spell on himself- a curse. At first he thought that he had just failed to cast it again, but it became apparent that he had cursed himself when his magic began to fade, his skin greyed and his fingers started to melt off. Alarmed, Tory went to his grandfather, who figured out he had been cursed and taught him how to manage his curse-brought extreme mood swings and tendency towards violence. Tory left home at 14 to travel, hoping to find something worth living for. Unlike most, he has never regretted his curse and instead chooses to accept everything life throws at him.