Aglaia is down, apparently.
Anyway
Name: Frank Porter
Age: 36
Physical Appearance: Frank is about 6'1, but weighs only 150 odd. He has long, black hair, bound into a ponytail if he needs to concentrate, but otherwise loose. He has a scrawny face, his brown eyes are set rather deep in his sockets, and he has a low labret piercing - a small metal pin that juts out just above his chin. His skin is quite pale, and in high contrast to the dark clothing he prefers - usually combat boots, black cargo pants, and a studded leather jacket above a t-shirt featuring some demonic, fiery, skeletal, or otherwise eye-catching band logo.
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Magical Style: Frank knows only one source of magic: blood. Most often, he carries a few vials of sheep or pig blood with him - whatever he can get his hands on - but those are not quite as powerful as his own, human blood (or that of someone else), so he always has a pack of razors with him, just in case. And a roll of bandages.
Most often he channels the power of blood by using it to write runes on paper, or on walls, but if he doesn't have time for that, he smears his hands and face with the stuff, offering him as much power as a time-consuming rune, but at a much greater instability. In particular, it has been known to cause uncontrollable frenzy, hallucinations, migraines, and very rarely suicidal tendencies.
Focus: Would 'blood' work?
Mundane Skills: Frank has been in more than one bar fight, so he knows how to stay alive in a brawl, overcoming his lack of strength with a good technique and the fact that his opponents are usually drunk. He, himself, never drinks alcohol. Furthermore, his "self-mutilation", as his therapist would call it, caused him, over time, to know how to keep himself from bleeding dry using common first-aid techniques.