Gus Windweaver - Aspiring Arcanist

My name is Gus Windweaver, and for the first 15 years of my life I thought my last name was nothing but a name. That is until one day when I was helping my father fix some holes in the roof when I took a wrong step, and found myself falling 20 feet towards a patch of thorny rose bushes. I somehow called the wind to my aid, and willed it to slow me down. I fell beside the bushes instead, nearly un-injured, save for a bruised tail. Ever since then, the wind will come whenever I call it. I can create gusts, make objects move with a slight breeze, and even knock someone over with a burst of air. 

I still have some trouble controlling my abilities, which is why I’m headed to Cetrusia. Apparently I’m not the only one in my family who developed these abilities. My great Uncle also possessed these talents, along with a few other relatives. My father never did, nor my mother or any close relatives. Apparently its not very common. When my great uncle was old enough he made his way to the great city of locked archives, Cetrusia. We don’t know what ever became of him, though I intend to follow in his footsteps.

I hope to learn more of him once I reach the city, along with anything I can about my abilities. I do not know the way, and am bound to get lost. I will let the wind guide me. It hasn’t steered me wrong yet!

Current Inventory

1 potion of healing, 1 potion of animal friendship, a dagger, traveling clothes, 9 days of rations, a bedroll, a journal, tinkerers tools, a backpack, and my fathers necklace.

Current Abilities

Minor Air Manipulation

Slow Fall

Gust Push

Dramatic Breeze