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Name: Giovanni Vespucci
Nickname: Geo
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Race: Human; Caucasian
Height: 5' 11.5" (1.82 meters)
Weight: 176 Lbs. (79.8 kilograms)

Appearance

Physical Description:
Starting with his face, his pale complexion makes the wrinkles a bit less noticeable. He looks a bit younger than his age, which is a surprise. He's an avid smoker, and smoking tends to cause your skin to age quicker. He'd be lucky if he only hand wrinkles, let alone, stained skin, and an awful odor. Yes, he was very lucky that very few of these persisted. His eyes are a soft brown that become a bit lighter, heading towards gold, as you get closer to the pupil. His irises are naturally small, so his eyes seem to gaze sharply when he looks around. His eyelids droop down a bit, giving him a lazy or tired look. This has been a quirk he has had since childhood, so many who know him are used to it. Below his left eye, he has a small scar horizontally. It is about 3 cm long, and it has been there for as long as he can remember. He has been told it was from scratching when he had hives when he was a baby. His lips are narrow, and always seem to be forming a smirk. Even when he is beyond himself with rage, his lips always seem to be angled into a grin. This 'smile' has gotten him into trouble more than once in his life. There is a very good reason his teeth have not been yellowed due to smoking. The answer being he has no teeth! At least, no real ones. In an unfortunate accident, most of his teeth were knocked out, and as a retirement bonus from the military, a stain proof set was created for him. They function and feel like real teeth, but they have the lucky benefit of not getting that nasty yellow color.

Geo is getting on in life, and as such, he is not as fit as he once was. He hasn't put on much weight, quite the opposite in fact, he has lost some in his later years. The problem being that he's lost muscle mass, not fat. His body remains somewhat toned, but nothing viewable through his cloths. His hair is graying to the point where it is almost white. This may be due to age, but it can easily be attributed to stress. It had began graying around his thirties when physically he was still in his prime. The military does that to some people. One day you have your nice black hair, and the next it's all wispy and pale. Another side effect of his age and/or stress is his skin tone. Despite many hours spent daily in the sun, he cannot seem to get tan anymore. His skin remains pale, and around his eyes especially, a bit wrinkly. Geo has always had bony elbows and joints. His shoulder blades are clearly visible with every movement of his arm. His elbows are sharp, and a blow from one would be quite painful. His fingers are thin and long, with each knuckle being large and noticeable. His chest is decently defined, but just below, his ribs are visible without sucking in. His skin is taught over his body which makes all these details very noticeable. One might call it a very gaunt figure.

Geo's arms and legs are rather long and narrow. This gave him a distinct advantage in fist fights, which is an advantage he hardly utilized due to his general lack of physical strength. On his fingertips, there is a permanent black shade. This is no disease or odd curse that plagues him, but rather, a side effect of his passion. He loves to draw maps, and the constant smudges of ink are engraved deeply into his skin. Despite many attempts to wash them, the stains never vanished, as such, he has given up removing them. Having had them for years, he now views them as a badge of honor for many dedicated years to cartography. His feet are rather average in size for a man of his size, but he does have one unique feature. On his right foot, he is missing his two small toes. An unfortunate accident that involves two idiots knocking over a weapon rack had stolen these digits from Geo. It was no fun trip to the infirmary that night. Due to his light skin color, some of his veins could be seen through his skin. This was prevalent on his inner forearms especially. You could trace a vein from his wrist to his elbow without stopping. One of the few reasons he tends to wear long sleeves.

Another reason for the long sleeves was poor blood circulation. His most detested feature caused by his age. As he had gotten older, he had also gotten colder. He now had to wear long sleeves and pants year round to avoid shivering. Though, sometimes he shivered anyways. After strenuous activities he tended to get jitters. Something he knew was a sign of his joints going bad, but he ignored it. He couldn't not be active. What's the point of life if your not going to exercise and do things to the fullest? So what if his knees went bad eventually, he lived in the now. Walking doesn't cause the jitters, and if it did, his posture wouldn't allow it. Military training has given him a great posture. He walks tall and dignified, regardless of circumstances, and hardly loses his balance. Geo keeps his posture rigid, but moves his legs in a fluid motion to avoid complications. It was how he was taught. The rigid posture is dignified, but the fluid motions were efficient. One thing that is wrong with his walking/running motion is his exaggerated arm swings. His elbows bend and he swings them in front of himself when he moves. This is intentional to an extent. He often gives off the impression of overly serious, so this is to try and loosen up the mood.

Clothing:
His most notable garment is a large black trench coat. During all his years in service, the coat has faded a bit to a dark gray. Near the bottom edges of the coat, it has warn and tattered a bit, but he pays this no heed. A coat is a coat, and if it keeps him warm, that's enough. He doesn't need to look nice. Men look manly, not pretty. The edges of the coat are embroidered with a silver thread that gleams in the sunlight. On an ordinary soldier, this would simply give away position, but he is not an ordinary soldier, so this never hindered him. The silver lining is often a sign of a special forces unit. Indeed, he was 'special'. The buttons, similarly, are silver and have a small pattern imprinted on them. There are two pockets on the coat, lower around the hip bone. One on each side of the coat. The sleeves are long, coming to his wrist and a bit further. The cover about half of his hands, only allowing from his knuckle and down to hang out. This isn't an inconvenience as they can be pushed back easily. Around his waste is a white belt. This is a thick bleached leather belt with a silver buckle. This resides just above his waist to keep the coat from coming unbound and flowing wildly. Following the color of the belt, he also wears a white scarf that is wrapped tightly around his neck. He is fully adorned year round as he gets cold quite easily. He would rather be to hot than to cold. Under this coat, he no longer wears his military issued uniform, but a simple white wifebeater. It is made of wool, and is warm enough, without making him sweat profusely. His pants are made from the same water resistant material as his trench coat, and are black as well. They are tight to his skin and go down his legs before being tucked into his high boots. The boots come up to just below the knees and are a durable weather proof rubber. The pair issued to Geo was much to large, so he uses a series of small belts to keep it tight against his skin. This helps him a lot considering the mucky terrain he walks through. While most would avoid messy terrain, he walks right through it. As such, everything he wears is water resistant. On his hands he wears a pair of black knuckle gloves. They are cut off at the knuckles which allows him to retain his sense of touch and most of his grip when he is drawing. The inside of the gloves is laid with rubber to help the grip of larger objects such as the hilt of a sword, or a flag if such was what he is carrying.

An alternate set of clothing when he is inside, or relaxing on a day off is much simpler in contrast. It is a simple wool shirt that is long sleeved. It is white in color and is very plain. He also wears a simple pair of blue jeans. His shoes are an old fashioned pair of warn work boots. This is what he considers his comfortable garb and as such, he will only wear it while in his home, or on a rare vacation.

Accessories:
Regardless of which outfit he is wearing, there are two distinct things he always has. One is his silver rimmed glasses that he wears. They aren't prescription, but it has become a habit to wear them. The other is an all to familiar bulge in one of his pockets. This is his pack of cigarettes. He would never go anywhere without these two objects. Another accessory exclusive to his active garb is his military insignia. It is a pin that is fastened to the left side of his chest. It is attached to a small chain that goes inside his coat in case it falls off. There is also a small pocket inside where it can be stored.

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Personality
Personality
The biggest factor of Geo's personality is his dedication. Whether in the form of his incredible resolve to do what he sets out to do, or his obsession with the things he likes. It can have a positive or negative view. Everything he does, he does to his fullest ability. As a child he loved maps. He dedicated his life to become a cartographer, and he did everything within his power to be good with it. But he also neglected his social life and had a very small amount of friends due to this obsession. When he became interested in wars, and war photography, that was the next thing he set out to conquer. Despite his weak constitution, he did his utmost to succeed in the military, and though he never became a soldier on the front lines like he dreamed of, he did join the military and was involved in conflicts. This resolve to do things has lead him through his life and brought him to where he is today. He is proud of it, but at times, he also accepts that it causes problems. He can become addicted to things he likes very easily, such as smoking. Luckily, he had the foresight not to try any other drugs, otherwise he might be addicted to those as well. Besides smoking, he is also a drinker, though he tends to have control over this. He doesn't so much enjoy being drunk. He just likes to drink a bit to take the edge off of his harsh life. Though his number one obsession/passion is still mapping, he has begun to like drawing portraits. His reasoning behind this being that he enjoys mapping the contours of peoples faces. In truth, it's because he is bad at remembering faces, and drawing them helps.

Another large contributing factor to his personality is humor. He loves comedy and has many quirky traits that he thinks are funny. His type of humor is snyde comments and extreme sarcasm. He also likes to act serious all the time, but have some silly traits that don't fit. Most people find him to be displeasing and rude, but he doesn't care. As long as he enjoys his humor, he is OK with it. Problems start to arise when he gets way to into it, or uses it at inappropriate times. He has a tendency to say things he shouldn't to superiors and people of higher status. This usually stems from them getting mad at his natural smirk. Someone will tell him to stop smiling, and he thinks it's funny, so he will same something sarcastic back like "OK, hand me a pair of scissors." This usually doesn't end well for him. It generally gets him in a lot of trouble. This usually only happens in awkward social situations where he is surrounded by people of higher status. When out on the battlefield, he tends to get serious. He knows that life or death situations are not the time for humor, unless it is to boost moral.

One trait that is not so beneficial is that he tends to be the loner type. Due to his obsessions keeping him by himself, and his personality off setting those who would approach him, he has always been alone. Growing up by himself without friends has lead him to believe in only himself. He has developed trust issues with other people since he tends not to rely on others. This is not to say he can't make friends. In his lifetime he has made a few, and he holds them really close to his heart. Once he does make a friend, he is generally able to trust them, but the average person would never receive his trust. In a restaurant, he will pour his own glass of wine as he doesn't trust the waiters. At a library, he would manually search for his own books as he wouldn't trust the librarian etc. Something that has helped him overcome this trait to an extent is the military. Being harshly trained with other men in arms, you develop a sense of brotherhood. If you don't trust your 'brothers' then you could die. Despite him hardly knowing these men, he has learned to entrust them with his life. He still does not trust the average person, but people in uniform can be to an extent. The military for sure he can trust. Police/government officials not so much. Geo has a distaste for politics. To much sneaking and lying to each other for him to care.

Geo is a rather light hearted individual. This was one major factor in him being denied a position as a soldier. He just couldn't bring himself to kill others. This isn't really a bad thing, but in the military, you must be able to take a life if the situation calls for it. A positive to this trait is that he doesn't hold grudges. When he is wronged, he is generally mad at the time, but this quickly passes. He can think of very few people he hates, and the reason he hates them are for very serious matters. Nothing petty like they got in a fight in primary school. Such nonsense is beyond him. He also tends to clear his mind when he does stuff to avoid hurting himself. He was a combat photographer/mapper for the military. There is no way he would be okay after seeing all that death and destruction with his soft hearted mind. It would rip him to shreds internally to think about such things. In order to get around this, when he does his job, he lets his passion for such pursuits take over and empties his mind. He can then do his job efficiently, and by the time he is done, and he snaps out of this state, he is far enough away to not see the cruel reality. Some would call this running away from reality, and indeed he is, but it is the only way for him to overcome such a 'weakness'.

A more recent quirk to his personality is how forgetful he is. He is really really really... What was I gonna say? Oh right, forgetful. It started off as forgetting simple things like addresses and things like that. Recently he has had severe trouble in remembering names. It takes a few introductions before he will remember your name, and in such time, he has probably drawn you at least once. Bu taking the time to sketch you in detail, it makes it a lot easier to engrave your appearance in his mind. By doing this, he can simply attach a name to the image and wala, he knows you. This is most likely caused by old age. As people get older, they generally become more forgetful, but, because he is only in his 40s, it could easily be attributed to something else. In his time, he has taken more than a few blows to the head. Whether by miscast spells in combat, or hard hits from martial training. Despite his lack of skill in melee combat, he has been forced to train in it. He still sucks, but he does know how to take a blow. He can just take a hit and try and ignore it, or his pain tolerance is high enough to take it. Not the smartest way to handle combat, but, he just doesn't have the ability to do otherwise.

Secretly, the trait that is most important is manliness. Manliness is the trait that Geo holds most important. If you aren't manly, you aren't a man. Manliness has no set definition, but it is more of a mind set. It is typically displayed by a big, muscular, hairy, hardy guy who smokes drinks and is a hooligan to his hearts content. Sure, such men are often considered manly, and Geo himself shares some of these traits. But this is not the sole characteristic of manliness. The first requirement is that you are a man. Can't be manly if you are a girl. This is not sexism, this is a fact. The second is that you must be a man. this requirement is so important that it takes the first 2 requirement slots. The third requirement is that you have a passion. Something that you love more than anything. Geo has a passion for sure, and that is maps. The fourth, and final requirement, is that you have an endless desire to better yourself. You must want to better yourself regardless the costs. You will train until you puke, you will fight until you are the last one standing, and you will work until you are the richest man alive. You will continue no matter what and never give up. You cannot quit in anything you do. You will keep trying until you are victorious. That is what it means to be manly. Geo holds this code of conduct very importantly, and is on this path of manliness. He will do whatever it takes to succeed in his endeavors and be deemed a manly man.

History
History
It was a meager 43 years ago that Geo was brought into this world. 44 if you count his stay in his mothers womb, but let's not go into that. He was the seventh child born into his family, the third son to be born. Sadly, he was only one of the three that lived. Many of his siblings had died from childbirth, or complications soon after. As such, his mother was very over protective, and his father was an avid drinker. Despite these negatives, his parents had nothing but love for the young Geo. His intellect dwarfed his physically active siblings during their child hood. His sister was 5 years older, and his brother was 10 years older than him, and both were extremely active individuals. While they were outside playing, he was inside scribbling on paper, and learning from his mother. He didn't have much love for the outside world, not yet at least. It was around the time he was 5 or 6 that he began to hear stories from his father. While upon his fathers lap in his private study, Geo reveled at the stories of how his ancestors had gained the trust of royalty for their accurate maps. His family was a long line of explorers and soldiers who had mapped the entire nation. He was not a part of the head family who still practiced such activities, but he shared their passion. From then on, the thing he did for fun was draw maps. At first they were imaginative and fun, as he mapped the scapes of his dreams, but he soon turned towards reality. There was something about mapping what you saw sprawled out across the land before you that he found enchanting.

With this passion he continued on to his elementary years. He attended a small school near his home where a distant aunt was the teacher. She was strict and drilled the lessons into the children. Unlike the other children who faced each school day with groans and disdain, he loved it. Learning geography particularly was his favorite. Being a relatively of the teacher, he was often treated in better regard. This earned him the title of a teachers pet, but he didn't mind. He knew that his preferential treatment was in fact due to his higher grades. During his recesses, he would perch himself atop a tree or a large rock adorned with a pen and paper. This is where his 'job' would begin. He would imagine being commissioned by nobles to map the region around him. He would map the children, the trees, the toys, everything that he saw would be noted on his maps. As he continued with these practices, it came as no surprise to those around him that when it finally surfaced, his magic had to do with maps. Simply by moving his finger above the paper, lines could be drawn. At first, he didn't really see the purpose. Was it a simple magic to scribble? or did it have some deeper use. He couldn't figure it out, but he was just a child, he didn't need to. He continued developing his magic with no real goal in mind until his family visited his wealthy cousins near the capital. They were staying with the head family for a short vacation. It was in this large manor house that his true talent was noticed. It had been generations since anyone in his family had manifested a true talent for maps, and this was often in the form of their magic. His talent was noticed, and his magic was identified.

His magic was actually a rare trait that sometime emerged in his family. It was called Cartographers Legacy, and it was what had secured his families reputation to begin with. With a new heir in their midst, the head family demanded custody of the young Geo. His mother wanted desperately to refuse, but having lost so many children, her insecurity got the best of her. This was the last time he saw his mother, and one of the few remaining times he saw his father. The next wouldn't be for several years, at his mothers funeral. During this absence from his home, he was immediately enrolled into a prestigious military academy where he could hone his skills, and gain reputation from future nobles at the same time. He attended a school where he was surrounded by the upper class. This was an unfamiliar situation to him as he had attended a rinky dink school previously. At first, his new family had told him to keep a low profile. They didn't want him to ashame them before he managed to get sued to the pace of the school. The expected him to be a dumb hick who would have to slowly catch up to the level of his peers. It was quite the opposite. He was exceptional in his studies and was already beyond that of the other children. At 9 years old, he was now in classes from much higher grades. His learning continued to accelerate until he reached specialized classes of the military. He was enrolled in a class talking about strategy where maps were utilized a great deal. He found such classes fascinating and slowed down his pace so he could enjoy it further. The sole reason he had moved to the main household was to further his talent, but he had yet to learn anything. He was so occupied with school, he was unable to practice on his own. Due to this, he had to find another outlet for his creativity. While immersed in his studies, he came across an image in one of his text books. It was a war painting full of passion, as if the people were still battling on the paper. It was captivating to the young man as he tried to imitate it. He drew people he saw walking by, hoping this would be his new muse, but it didn't feel right. It wasn't exciting, it wasn't desperate, it wasn't battle.

With newfound determination, and knowing what he wanted to do, he worked even harder. His studies were perfect, but his physical fitness was less than promising. Only the top in the academy in both studies and fitness could move on to join the military. He may be a top class mathlete, but athletics were not his thing. Every night, he would train to make himself stronger. Push ups, pull ups, running, lifting, everything that he could do to improve himself, he did it. It almost made a difference, but he just wasn't strong enough. Everyday, he would strive to improve himself, but to no avail. Luckily, his efforts were noticed, and he was allowed to continue on to active service. There was one strict condition that he had to meet. He could never give up, or he would be expelled immediately. This was something he was fine with. Through his efforts, and his bonding with his fellow recruits, he had developed a new mindset. Manliness is key to a happy life. Be manly, live manly, do manly, act manly, these were the ways of life. As a soldier, he had many chances to be manly. He got in brawls, he started smoking, he drank, and he lived his life like a young man. He continued his training, and within a few years, he was 18, and he had graduated. Normally, such an occasion would be greeted with lots of excitement and happiness, but Geo felt only sadness. He had received sad news a few days prior and was not at his graduation ceremony. He had to receive his certificate in advance so that he could rush home. His father had sent word of his mothers dwindling health. Going as quickly as he could, he returned, but he was not in time. His mother had passed the night before, and he hadn't seen her in over 10 years. He had hoped to show her his diploma, but now, she would never see again.

He was glad to see the rest of his family again. The family owned a small shop, and both of his siblings were content stay home and help their father work. His older brother was engaged, and his sister was still alone. Her luck in love was non-existent. From stories he was told by his brother, she only brought home scumbags which their father promptly kicked out. They stayed cheery, but it was awkward talking with each other. They hadn't talked in years, and it took their own mothers death to bring them together. Geo had gotten so lost in his pursuits that he had forgotten his past life. Things were even more awkward with his father. he had been writing to Geo the whole time, but he had always been to preoccupied to respond. On several occasions he had been invited to come visit home, but he always thought to himself that he would visit next time. It never occurred to him that there might not be a next time. As was the case with his lost mother. His dad harbored no resentment towards his son, he actually had nothing but love for Geo. His mothers overflowing affection had been passed on, and he was now the protective one. This only served to make Geo feel guilty as he felt he could have been there for them. They loved him dearly, and he hardly kept them in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he realized, throughout his life, he had distanced himself from everyone. He had no close friends, he neglected his familial relations, he had nobody. It was a sad empty life he had been living, and he was determined to change this. Though his active duty was over, he would continue on as a soldier. He would serve his country, and more importantly, try to make a friend and form a lasting relationship.

It didn't take long to make a few minor friends. When you were stuck patrolling roads for petty thiefs and vagabonds with a partner for long shifts, you tended to talk. Talking lead to long conversations, and long conversations lead to friendship, but these were small. He didn't make any good friends for awhile longer. He was in the barracks, and due to an unfortunate wrestling match, he had lost a couple toes. He was not a part of this match, a mere spectator, but he was unlucky enough to be hit by a bumped spear. The blade fell and nipped the toes right off. He fainted at the sight of his detached digits and awoke in the infirmary. The toes couldn't be reattached but he didn't care. He was on pain killers and couldn't feel it. It was laying on this bed that his old passions reawakened. He was stuck, unable to put weight on his foot, so he drew. He drew maps, he drew imaginary battles, he used his magic, everything that he used to find so exciting was reawakening. He giggled to himself at his creations, and this drew attention. A young man, one of the contenders in the match that had gone awry, was on the bed next to him. He had noticed the drawings and had taken an interest. He especially liked a realistic depiction of his match. Geo had been able to recreate the feeling of the match despite it having taken place a couple days prior. This sparked conversations between the two, and their affection grew. Soon they were friends, and through their continued interactions, they became closer. Geo had made his first best friend. It was the first time in his life that he had been so close to someone. They had their ups and downs, the simple squabbles, the arguments, the fights, but also the bonding, the fun times, the silly times, and especially the drunk times. They were inseparable.

There friendship lasted through years. They went on several small assignments together, through which, it was deemed Geo was unfit for combat. There was a small conflict where he had refused to kill someone. The orders were to kill on sight, but he had refused. he just couldn't do it. The military valued his mind and his skill set, so they didn't want to lose him, but they couldn't have him in combat. It just wasn't his forte. Instead, they had him on the strategic end, mapping routes, marking locations, scouting, things that were his strong suit. Though this separated him and his buddy, they still saw each other on occasion, and he was doing things he enjoyed. Another thing they had him do was record battles. He was too timid to watch closely, but he adapted. He became able to ignore the gruesome acts around him and record the battles in images with an objective mind. After the battles he would zone back in and see what he had drawn. This worked for him as the images weren't as bad as the real thing, yet they still conveyed what happened to his superiors. By doing this, he learned how to safely traverse battlefields to avoid combat and get a good view. He was even gifted a rare pair of enchanted glasses by his superiors. He made it a habit to wear them everywhere he went, as he never knew when he might need them. They happened to be quite useful with a strong zooming feature. he used these to closer survey the battlefield and create better depictions. He made maps and images alike, both showing the course of action at different events. One event that triggered his downfall in the military was soon to come. On a small scale assignment where he was to depict a raid of a small bandit encampment, he was sketching a fight as usual. He was feet from the conflict, easily capable of intervening, but he was drawn into his work too much. He didn't take note of who was who, he just mindlessly recorded death. Looking down at his drawing, something snapped him out of his daze. It was a familiar face. Someone that seemed oddly engraved in his heart. Looking up, he saw a fallen comrade. A fellow soldier. His best friend. He was feet away, and he had done nothing, only able to draw.

Filled with rage, he let the cigarette resting on his pursed lips fall. It set his page ablaze, but that was the least of his worries. With a yell, he charged the unsuspecting bandit who was taking a rest after a hairy fight. It was a close fight, almost a draw, but the man had managed a last minute blow. Geo knew this well as he had simply watched as the act was committed. He was less frustrated with the man before him as he was with himself. He knew the guy was just defending himself, but it was his friend that had died. Not some random mook, but his best friend. It was unforgivable. Grabbing a blade from the ground, he came upon the man with a roar. He brought the blade swiftly down, but he was slow. A club came out of nowhere and caught him right in the mouth. He could feel himself sinking in the mud, and when he came too, looking around vaguely, he could see small white pebbles contrasting greatly with the mud. It took him a moment to realize it was his teeth. After another moment, he became aware of the taste of iron in his mouth. Reaching up, he felt his mouth, but all he felt was a gooey mess. His teeth had all been demolished, or knocked out. Looking down, he saw his hand painted red with his own blood. Climbing to his feet, he made it over to where his companions stood victorious. He felt none of the cheer they felt, he only felt the emptiness that had returned. He once again had no one. All he had was the military, but that was a fleeting delusion. Once he got back to base, he was discharged. His depression after the event, fear of death, and the blow to his face were all of concern. They weren't sure if the hit could have caused brain damage, or any long term effects. They liked Geo, but they just couldn't keep him. He was also well on in his years, so it seemed like a good time to finally let him go. He had served for 25 years, more if you include his time in the military school, so he deserved some kind of reward. To make up for his efforts, they had custom teeth made for him. They were then inset by the finest doctors they could fine. He himself couldn't even tell they were fake. His grin continuing to show brightly, despite the sorrow he felt. It was this grin that brought old memories back to him. Thoughts of manliness, and never giving up. This was no time to feel sad, he had to be manly. His adventure had just begun, the military was just a stepping stone to prepare him for his journeys. He would go back to his roots, mapping, and travel the lands being a cartographer as he pleased. He wouldn't have to make new friends, he would just drown himself in simple pleasures to make the days go by. This was the way he was content to live.


Attributes - 180
Strength: 22
Dexterity: 31
Stamina: 22
Presence: 35
Wits: 35
Willpower: 35
Attribute Points Earned: 0/0

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Skills and Disciplines

Cartography/Drawing- Geo is a successful cartographer. He has been trained and enjoys mapping. He has long performed at a professional level and always strives to improve his mapping talents. His ability to map stems into another one of his passions. Drawing maps requires a steady hand, and accurate movements. This particular skill sets became invaluable in aiding another one of Geo's passions which is portraits. he loves drawing people, whether sitting still, or moving, he particularly likes to draw live combat. Having performed as a professional war painter for a time, he is quite confident in his skills.

Combat/military training - Having served for a long time, he knows melee and armed combat. This does not mean he is good at it per say, but he is trained in it. He will generally perform better than the untrained civilian, though, his weak constitution is a constant disadvantage. He is particularly adept with small weapons such as daggers. He does not carry one, but it is his weapon of preference.

Survivalism/Pathfinding - Never being part of a military unit as a war painter, he traveled on his own and fended for himself. He had to navigate harsh environments by any means necessary, and as such, is adept at finding safe routes and scrounging the sustenance he needs from such places. He can scrounge for food efficiently, and he can make his way through different environments with less trouble.

Studied - Geo was a student in a prestigious military academy that is renown for it's extensive courses. Geo graduated in the top ten of his class and is quite proud of his accumulated knowledge. He is a very smart individual, and has a general knowledge of many scholastic subjects.

Magic
Magic Name: Cartographers Legacy
Magic Type: Mapping Magic
Magic Description: Due to his long lineage of cartographers, it came as no surprise when Giovanni's magic was related to maps. His obsession with maps has shaped his magic into the epitome of all mappers out there. He can generate magic maps, make detailed images, and update these maps in real time. If he marks a moving object on his map, it will update as it moves. At higher tiers, he can even manipulate objects through direct contact with the map itself. These objects are limited to non-living entities and himself. He cannot control other living objects through this contact.

Spells and Techniques
Basic Spells

Map Map Map
Affinity:Mental
Range: 2 meters
Duration: 4 posts
Cooldown: 4 posts
Description: Geo channels his magic through his quill. He then draws a magic map onto a piece of paper. This basic map simply shows the contours of a battlefield in black lines. The extent of this battlefield is his viewing distance. Any large changes during the duration of this spell will update in real time. For example, if a large crater is formed after mapping a flat field, the contours of the crater will update on the map. After the duration ends, the magic map fades from the paper and goes away. If the magic is stopped at least a post before the duration is over, a non-changing image of the map is stored on the paper. This stored map image is as if it was hand drawn on the paper. Any other marks on the map such as markers that Geo places separately from this spell will also be saved if he chooses to cancel this spell.
Cantrip Spells

Basic Symbol - Person
Affinity:Mental
Range: 2 meters
Duration: 2 posts
Cooldown: 2 posts
Description: Geo channels his magic through his quill. He then touches a person he wants to mark. By taking note of them, then drawing a red dot on a piece of paper, he marks their location. For the duration of the spell, when the person moves, so does the red dot on the paper. If they move faster than Geo could normally perceive, or somehow cloak or shield their presence, the dot disappears. Likewise, if they are not in Geo's viewing distance, they will also disappear from the map. Though, if they hide behind an object that is still in viewing distance, they will still appear on the map, unless this object is some kind of magic ward or barrier.

Basic Symbol - Notifier
Affinity:Mental
Range: 2 meters
Duration: 3 posts
Cooldown: 2 posts
Description: Geo channels his magic through his quill. He then looks at a location and draws a gray line on his paper corresponding to the location. When something passes over this location, the line will turn yellow. After a moment, the line will turn back to gray. Before the duration of this spell ends, before it wears off, a small number will appear above it indicating how many times the line was triggered. This spell can be canceled early to immediately show the number and cause the line to fade away. This line will fade if the land it references is destroyed or is out of viewing distance.

Basic Marker - Orb
Affinity:Mental
Range: 10 meters
Duration: 1 posts
Cooldown: 5 posts
Description: Geo channels his magic through his quill. He then presses the tip of the quill onto a piece of paper. This paper must contain a map, whether created by Geo, or premade. After he taps the map, for a very brief moment, a small glowing green orb forms on the corresponding location in the area. It glows faintly and lasts for an extremely brief moment before disappearing. This can be used as a simple way to point somewhere, or show where he just saw movement or similar things. This orb is very small, about 8 inches in diameter. It has no weight and is not a physical object, meaning things pass through it. If something does pass through it, or it is formed in an object, it disappears immediately. In real time it lasts about 3 seconds, though, for forum purposes it lasts '1 post'.

Equipment
Basic Equipment

Specs of the Explorer
Affinity: Mental
Range: Self
Duration: 2 posts
Cooldown: 4 posts
Description: To the unknowing viewer, these are a simple pair of glasses. The rims are made of a light weight metal, and the lenses themselves are rather average. By themselves these give no inherent vision altering effect as they are non-prescription. There is a small knob on the right temple that can be pressed to activate the effect. By twisting this knob, the zoom can be adjusted within the available range. Using the active effect on these glasses, the users vision is enhanced to that of a primitive telescope, so ranging from around 15x vision to 30x vision. The lenses appear to change orange when activated, but thats all that happens. They 'appear' to be orange. This does not change the color of vision.
Mundane Equipment

Simple Quill
Description: A simple feather quill that can be dipped into inc to draw or write with. Geo tends to use it while using his magic because he feels uncomfortable 'drawing' without something in his hand.
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Paper Sack
Description: A simple satchel of paper that comes in various sizes. The papers are blank and can be written or drawn on. Being a cartographer, paper is a necessity to Geo.

Pack of Smokes
Description: A crumpled pack of cigarettes that is always kept in one of Geo's pockets. An avid smoker needs his smokes.