Weston

Name: Weston Demoux

Age: Twenty-three.

Investiture: Feruchemical and Allomantic Iron.

Home planet: Scadrial.

Nationality: Elendel Basin.

Special Skills and Weapons: Lurcher Savant, capable of Pulling things toward himself at high or low velocities, keeping them from moving away from him without moving them toward himself, and pulling from other parts of his body besides his chest (yes, that last is possible, though I won't try to find the WoB from mobile). His Savantism also lets him see smaller metal sources and at longer distances with his Ironsight than other Allomancers. Can adjust his weight while Pulling, and thus Pull himself with small metals or Pull large metals to him. Since Iron range is relative to the Allomancers weight, he can dump his Ironminds to spot metal sources across vast distances, though Pulling on them is never a good idea. Carries a glock 19 handgun and high-density plastic shield with a few flecks of metal that only the strongest and heaviest of Allomancers - himself - can use. Carries specialty anchor rounds that don't pierce well but have a lot of stopping power and stay in the target, which he uses as... Anchors. Obviously.

Weaknesses: Though capable of spectacular offensive feats, Weston is almost entirely lacking in defensive powers, and a single bullet could kill him. His height and unhealthy obsession with Shardblades can also be significant handicaps, as can the other health issues associated with achondroplasia, and he is still terrified of large fires, especially burning buildings.

Physical Characteristics and Dress: Achondroplastic dwarf with light musculature, pale brown hair and a moderate tan. Wears short, high-collared version of a mostcoat to accommodate his stature and hide the burns on his neck and head. His face is unmarred, however, and his wardrobe is otherwise fairly normal, if somewhat casual: "long-"sleeve button-up shirts, tailored khakis, and sturdy boots.

Family: A married older sister and both parents. They aren't fiscally supportive, but are otherwise helpful. All members are on friendly terms except for his brother-in-law and his mother, who avoid breathing the same air for reasons that I'll figure out when it matters. He doesn't see them too much though, as he travels a lot - sometimes to other planets - in his research.

Backstory: Grew up in New Seran, and though his was a happy family, he never told his parents that he was a Skimmer in addition to a Lurcher. He took a special interest in the study of the Metallic Arts after - stranded on a tall, burning building with no other metal - he Burned one of his Ironminds and collapsed the building. He survived, though he didn't recover  for several months. He had previously taken no interest even in historical accounts of TLR, but now he took to ravenously studying everything he could about the Metallic Arts and even hearsay about Compounding. His studies led him to a visiting Worldhopper and doors he had never even heard of opened up before him. He begged the Worldhopper to teach him their tricks, and soon learned not only how to get onto and off of Scadrial, but also the nature of Investiture and some Realmatic Theory. His studies and other travels led him to Roshar, where he fell in love with another kind of metal-magic: The Shardblade. He sought one desperately, but he soon realized that the very features that made them so desirable also made them hard to come by. He did not abandon the desire, but he moved on for a time and found himself face to face with Nightblood: A Nalthian Shardblade. His mind was opened to new possibilities, and he tried to get a Shardblade of this new type, but ran into other issues.

Current objective: To prove the possibility of a "Mistblade" or Shardblade made purely by the Metallic Arts, and then have the awesomest weapon ever.