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Name: Pitestus (Pite) (Pie-test-us)

Age: 28 Though he often forgets. Others' birthdays are more important than his.

Job: Shaman

Gender: Male

Pokemon: Banette

Birth Season: Fall

Height: 5'9"

Ability: Cursed Body

Nature: Jolly

Characteristic: Quick Tempered

Moveset:

- Destiny Bond

- Hex

- Curse

- Rest

Stats:

HP - 110

Atk - 20

Def - 60

PP - 30

Personality: He is a quiet stoic man who watches over the tribe in his own way. Those that don't know him will see him as mysterious, scary, and well dangerous due to his quiet act, though also due to some ghost prejudice. Those that choose to actually get to know him will find out differently. He is, when more intimately known, a very gentle and kind soul. He's actually far more chatty than he is going about the island. He is rather cuddley, especially his arms and tail. He gets spacey moments, often lost in thought or making dolls and/or potions. Of course, even the nicest people have their ends, and he easily gets angered if you touch his dolls without permission, if your hurt people he cares about, or if you threaten him. He despises Most sharp objects, needles are fine though. He's a great listener and can be a little effeminate, as well as enjoying a bit of gossip.

Weapon: His Body

History: He was born to a loving full-ghost family. They raised him wonderfully, mother making him many dolls, father teaching him all sorts of things. He still relies on them now and then. The only strange thing was that as a child, his mother would constantly make him dress as a girl and would tell him how to behave like one. She honestly wanted a little girl but she wasn't physically healthy enough to have another child. He didn't mind, as long as she was happy, he liked being a little girl.
On the other hand, his father would teach him the ways of being a shaman, he wasn't a shaman himself, but he wanted his son to have a special place in the tribe plus he was best friends with the past shaman who basically took Pite as an apprentice. The two of them trained him since he could walk and talk, teaching the ways of the tribe, the world, the gods.

At his coming of age ceremony, he took the job of a priest. He was very serious with his job and his training, wanting to make his father and mentor proud, as well as maybe one day get a chance to actually meet and/or talk to the gods. What wonder they put into his heart. He believed all the stories and never seemed to drop faith for a second, even with his odd quirks. Juggling actual work and training to have a chance at being a shaman, it was a lot of work but he liked keeping busy, every day was a full day.
He worked hard and for him time just slipped away. When he was finally properly trained and the former shaman was ready to retire, they asked the gods if Pite was worthy to take the place of shaman and were given their answer through the subtle way gods speak. From then, they held the ceremony and he was made the new shaman, many hopes for his prayers and potions. The first year, he spent in seclusion, getting his new life in order, and making dolls, so many dolls.

Bad Habits:
- Following people, not super stealthy, with their doll in hand, ESPECIALLY if he's trying to get a personal item/bit of DNA. He never speaks a word, but he's not a spy so he doesn't tread too lightly or carefully, though he tries.
- When he spaces out, his powers used for hex and curse and destiny bond tend to mist about his body and his expression darkens. If he's not wearing his mask, he has a huge unnerving grin. He doesn't realize this happens.
- Sometimes he'll try to steal pets. He loves them, they're so friendly and nice. He just wants them all.

Trivia/Extra:

- He bleeds like everyone else except in his arms, which bleed red stuffing which can be restuffed into his arm.

- His dolls are voodoo dolls. He has one for everyone in his tribe and he'll make ones for anyone he meets. The voodoo dolls are just dolls until he adds something personal to it, like a piece of fur or strand of hair or scrap of important clothing item, and a drop of his blood. Then he is capable of indirectly touching you, mainly pokes to the fabric with needles which can send a little tingly feeling, not always nice, through that area. He also believes he can whisper suggestions to the dolls and they pop into the mind of the person, but he has no proof, though occasionally it seems to work. He is able to curse or hex you from afar if he has your doll.

- When his arms, ears, or tail have been torn, it's really hard to ignore the pain, or even move. He has to be sewed up to heal. When they have been stabbed, it is close to painless. Needles just don't bother him much and he just enjoys a good piercing, even pierced the bridge of his nose to better hold up his mask.

- His specialty, in healing and 'magic', edibles is making them into little candies. He's not a big tea person.

Description

Name: Pitestus (Pite) (Pie-test-us)

Age: 28 Though he often forgets. Others' birthdays are more important than his.

Job: Shaman

Gender: Male

Pokemon: Banette

Birth Season: Fall

Height: 5'9"

Ability: Cursed Body

Nature: Jolly

Characteristic: Quick Tempered

Moveset:

- Destiny Bond

- Hex

- Curse

- Rest

Stats:

HP - 110

Atk - 20

Def - 60

PP - 30

Personality: He is a quiet stoic man who watches over the tribe in his own way. Those that don't know him will see him as mysterious, scary, and well dangerous due to his quiet act, though also due to some ghost prejudice. Those that choose to actually get to know him will find out differently. He is, when more intimately known, a very gentle and kind soul. He's actually far more chatty than he is going about the island. He is rather cuddley, especially his arms and tail. He gets spacey moments, often lost in thought or making dolls and/or potions. Of course, even the nicest people have their ends, and he easily gets angered if you touch his dolls without permission, if your hurt people he cares about, or if you threaten him. He despises Most sharp objects, needles are fine though. He's a great listener and can be a little effeminate, as well as enjoying a bit of gossip.

Weapon: His Body

History: He was born to a loving full-ghost family. They raised him wonderfully, mother making him many dolls, father teaching him all sorts of things. He still relies on them now and then. The only strange thing was that as a child, his mother would constantly make him dress as a girl and would tell him how to behave like one. She honestly wanted a little girl but she wasn't physically healthy enough to have another child. He didn't mind, as long as she was happy, he liked being a little girl.
On the other hand, his father would teach him the ways of being a shaman, he wasn't a shaman himself, but he wanted his son to have a special place in the tribe plus he was best friends with the past shaman who basically took Pite as an apprentice. The two of them trained him since he could walk and talk, teaching the ways of the tribe, the world, the gods.

At his coming of age ceremony, he took the job of a priest. He was very serious with his job and his training, wanting to make his father and mentor proud, as well as maybe one day get a chance to actually meet and/or talk to the gods. What wonder they put into his heart. He believed all the stories and never seemed to drop faith for a second, even with his odd quirks. Juggling actual work and training to have a chance at being a shaman, it was a lot of work but he liked keeping busy, every day was a full day.
He worked hard and for him time just slipped away. When he was finally properly trained and the former shaman was ready to retire, they asked the gods if Pite was worthy to take the place of shaman and were given their answer through the subtle way gods speak. From then, they held the ceremony and he was made the new shaman, many hopes for his prayers and potions. The first year, he spent in seclusion, getting his new life in order, and making dolls, so many dolls.

Bad Habits:
- Following people, not super stealthy, with their doll in hand, ESPECIALLY if he's trying to get a personal item/bit of DNA. He never speaks a word, but he's not a spy so he doesn't tread too lightly or carefully, though he tries.
- When he spaces out, his powers used for hex and curse and destiny bond tend to mist about his body and his expression darkens. If he's not wearing his mask, he has a huge unnerving grin. He doesn't realize this happens.
- Sometimes he'll try to steal pets. He loves them, they're so friendly and nice. He just wants them all.

Trivia/Extra:

- He bleeds like everyone else except in his arms, which bleed red stuffing which can be restuffed into his arm.

- His dolls are voodoo dolls. He has one for everyone in his tribe and he'll make ones for anyone he meets. The voodoo dolls are just dolls until he adds something personal to it, like a piece of fur or strand of hair or scrap of important clothing item, and a drop of his blood. Then he is capable of indirectly touching you, mainly pokes to the fabric with needles which can send a little tingly feeling, not always nice, through that area. He also believes he can whisper suggestions to the dolls and they pop into the mind of the person, but he has no proof, though occasionally it seems to work. He is able to curse or hex you from afar if he has your doll.

- When his arms, ears, or tail have been torn, it's really hard to ignore the pain, or even move. He has to be sewed up to heal. When they have been stabbed, it is close to painless. Needles just don't bother him much and he just enjoys a good piercing, even pierced the bridge of his nose to better hold up his mask.

- His specialty, in healing and 'magic', edibles is making them into little candies. He's not a big tea person.