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Fantasy From The Ashes We Rise - Characters

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Delilah Marshall
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Basic:
Name: Deliah Marshall
Alias(s): Shrike
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Elf
*Sexuality: Bi-Sexual
Class: Rouge
*Job: Spy/Assassin
Appearance:
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Candy Apple Green
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 143lbs
*Tattoos: None
*Scars/Birthmarks: Scars on her back, fadded mostly
Persona:
Personality: Shrike is a woman of few words, untrusting and secretive. When she does speak, it's blunt, straight to the point. And being rather Apathetic, paired with this and numerous anger issues, she doesn't have very many friends. She's almost like a ghost, though maybe a shadow would be more her style. She blends in easily, going unnoticed until she wants to be seen.
*Bio: TBR
Likes:
  • It rough
  • The Rain
  • Peace and Quiet
  • Booze
  • Money
  • Hot guy and pretty girls
Dislikes:
  • Pretty much everything else
Strengths:
  • Stealthy
  • Agile
  • Strong
  • Magically Gifted
  • Persuasive
  • Intelligent
  • Isn't easily intimidated
  • Kinda Intimidating
  • Multilingual
Weaknesses:
  • Untrusting
  • Brash
  • Doesn't work well with others
  • Kinda scared of fire
  • Probably to damn selfless when it comes right down to it
  • Really beefy hot Guys
Inventory:
Armor: Padded cloth and leather armor with a nordic steel breastplate, shoulder plates, and mask.
Weapons:
  • Dual Weild Steelshort Swords
  • Ebony Bow and Arrows (40)
  • Hidden Guantlet Balde
  • Silver Throwing Knives (5)
*Magic:
  • Runic: Shrike has a collection of various runic stones that activate at her will.
  • Blood Magic: Born with the ability to manipulate blood with Mana, Shirke is a near expert.
  • Familiar Summoning: This is a straight forward practice of summoning ones familiar. Shrike has three, a panther, a Peregrine Falcon, and a Dire Wolf.
  • Illusions: Shirke is able to make illusions. She uses this magic for distraction and fear play purposes, and to get herself out of a hard place. One of her most famous tricks is the projection of two mirror images of herself. It's supposed to confuse the enemy, and give her time to get away.
Tools:
  • 50 Ballbearings
  • Thirty Feet of Rope
  • Lock Pick Kit
  • A Communication Crystal
  • Smoke Bombs
Other:
  • In a worn lether rucksack she has: Five days worth of dried food, a water flask, a small journal, a nearly empty coin purse, two maps, a small book in a foreign language, sharing stones, and a spare set of undergarments.
  • In terms of camping equipment, she has a bedroll, which she tied to the top of the rucksack.
Extra:
City of Origin: Verdian
Family: Unknown Brother
*Theme:

*Hobbies:
 
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Bork the Ork
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-Basic-
Name: Bork
Alias(s): Boss
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Ork
*Sexuality: Asexual
Class: Berserker
*Job: Raider Boss
-Appearance-
Hair: Na
Eyes: Light Green
Height: 7’3’
Weight: 298lbs
*Tattoos: Na
*Scars/Birthmarks: Scar starting at head running down to lower torso from previous battles
-Persona-
Personality: Bork is slow and not that smart often needs someone to explain things multiple times and often needs to be reminded of things.
*Bio: Bork was raised as a warrior in his village and was often considered the strongest of his group. When Bork could he would go out and raid small villages by himself while his village did not like this none of them would challenge Bork in open combat to this. Bork's father was a shaman and told Bork that pride comes before the downfall, Bork didn’t understand this and ran off to do more raiding. Soon it held true Bork challenged the chief to open combat Bork lasted the longest anyone ever has against the chief but was eventually cut down, For this Borks family was killed by the chief and Bork was branded on his back for losing then he was kicked out of the village. From that point Bork had to start over he had lost all of his armor and weapons as well as the respect of his fellow orcs he was not trusted in any other strongholds of the orcs and went on his own. One day he found a cluster of goblins and easily bent them to his will with brute force, now Bork runs a goblin gang robbing caravans that pass through his sight.
Likes: Gold, Battle, and Meat
Dislikes: Talk, Humans, Orcs, and Goblins
Strengths: Brute force and skills in raiding.
Weaknesses: Intelligence and lack of combat experience.
-Inventory-
Armor: Medium Steel armor
Weapons: Orc BattleAxe
*Magic: Na
Tools: Goblins
City of Origin: Hail of Death
Family: All Killed after his rebellion
-Gang-
Borks Goblin gang consist of two main groups each having their own hierarchies in the different groups.
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Group 1 is the long range group sticking mostly in the trees and in the distance trying to stay away from the fight as well to intimidate any humans. They are not good shots when they are alone but when there are multiple goblins all firing at the same target they can almost always land at least one arrow or another.
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Group 2 of the goblin gang is the foot soldiers, these are the strongest and toughest of the goblins. Despite not being tough in the first place Bork has still given them some training so they don't die instantly on the front lines. Much like the archers if they are alone a single human can almost easily take them out but with their numbers, they can easily overpower a human killing it.​
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'Once you had put the pieces back together,
even though you may look intact,
you were never quite the same as
you'd been before the fall...'

















General


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Name: Lothric Van Aulen

Alias: Lothric The Faithful

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Warrior

Job: Knight of Arcadia


Appearance

Face

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Hair: Medium Brown

Eyes: Ebony


Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150.8 lbs.

Persona

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Personality:

The vast shadow of his former self, Lothric isn't the same man he used to be. Before the destruction of Acadia, he was a more gentle soul. Happy even. Many of the people in Arcadia saw him as a prime role model citizen. He used to spend his free time in the common districts, giving aid to the elderly and playing games with the local children. Entrusting himself with that glowing smile whenever he went. He did many selfless acts, thinking it was all for the greater good. The man used to laugh the night away with friends and family, drinking so much till he could not drink any longer. But even during those days when he returned to duty, he still kept that look in his eyes. Sadly, those same eyes don't tell that story anymore. It is replaced with darkness, depression, and regret. The look of someone who has just lost everything. Yet.... there is another part of him that still stands. Mature, rational, and responsible. Apart from his current self, Lothric sees the world for what it truly is despite its pleasant like appearance. His distrusting of outsiders comes from his cautiousness aspect seeing that no one can hold true to their words. This includes his willingness to open up to people. Although he is not the man he once was, he is there to comfort those around him who needs a shoulder to lie on. And if there is one thing that he stands for, its hope.

Backstory:
To Be Revealed

Likes:

‣ Warmth
‣ Animals
‣ Music
‣ Good Tasting Food
‣ Battling
‣ Drinking

Dislikes:

‣ The People Responsible for Arcadia's Destruction
‣ Betrayers
‣ Monsters

Strength:

‣ Strong
‣ Clever
‣ Unyielding
‣ Fearless of Death
‣ Courageous
‣ Skillful
‣ Decisive
‣ Sharp
‣ Patient

Weaknesses:

‣ Not exactly charismatic
‣ Serious
‣ Can lose self-control at times

Inventory


Armour:
‣Steel Plated Armour
‣Steel Helmet
‣A Tattered Blue Cloak

Weapons:
‣The Hilt of a Shattered Steel Blade

Magic:
‣Lightning Enchantment

This is an enchantment spell that grants Lothric the power to reinforce his weapon of choice with a golden stream of electricity. The electrical characteristics are that of a regular lightning bolt, allowing something as a simple steel sword to cut through hard rock. However, excessive use of the enchantment will drain Lothric's stamina. Requiring him to take a short rest and/or assimilate a replenishing item. While Lothric has not expertly mastered the spell as a whole, with more use and proper training he can remove the spell's drawback as well as potentially gaining new techniques.

Tools:
‣ N/A

Other:
Ring of Arcadia

The Ring of Arcadia is a small silver ring crested with a black gem that was used as a symbol to recognize the wearer as a proper Knight of Arcadia. These rings were appointed by the King of Arcadia himself once a squire had passed knighthood, making them into a fully-fledged knight. With it, the ring had another purpose in making the individual a high status noble parting them their own land and set of titles.
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Extra


City of Origin:
The Once Former City of Arcadia

Family:
Lothric's family consists of his father, mother, and younger brother.
Due to the events of the Arcadia Massacre, it is safe to say that his family did not survive.

Theme:



Hobbies:
N/A



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Jamie Willowbranch
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Basic:
Name: Leon Willowbranch
Alias(s): Jamie
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Wood Elf/High Elf
Sexuality: Homosexual
Class: Magician

Appearance:
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Hair: Silver
Eyes: Eye color changes based on mood.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Tattoos: Umm... all over his body? See pictures.

Persona:
Personality: TBR
Likes:
  • Beefy guys
  • Birdwatching
  • Reading
  • Cooking food
  • It rough (*wink*)
  • Secretly fruity drinks with tiny umbrellas in them
Dislikes:
  • Snakes
  • Elven society
Strengths:
  • Very intelligent
  • Adept swordsman
Weaknesses:
  • Somewhat Arrogant
  • Stubborn
  • Not very strong
Inventory:
Armor:
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Weapons:
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Magic: Runic Magic - Jamie is made up of or resembles the one or more of the various cards in Tarot cards. This can temporarily imbue him with a number of powers closely associated with the card's meaning and the motifs and illustrations there-in. Jamie can only draw certain 'special' cards once a day.
(Cards with astrisk are the special cards that can only be drawn once a day)
The Fool - Increased Luck
*The Magician - Teleportation to Safety
The Priestess - Healing of small wounds
*The Empress - Supernatural Beauty
The Emperor - Enhanced Charisma
*The Heirophant - Increased Morale
The Lovers - Summons a camp (campfire, tent, bedroll, fwuffy pillow)
*The Chariot - Enhanced Speed
Justice - Lie Detection
*The Hermit - Enhanced Intelligence
Fortune - Summons an unbreakable rope
Strength - Summons a Sheild
The Hanged Man - Cure Illness
*Death - Summons a swarm of crows that attack certain targets
Temperance - Water Breathing
*The Devil - Invisibility
*The Tower - Summons a lightning bolt
The Star - Summons a bright light
The Moon - Dreamwalking
*The Sun - Fire Immunity
Judgement - Enhanced Agility
The World - Enhanced Speed
Tools: Cooking kit.
Extra:
City of Origin: Fenwood
Family: None
Theme:
 
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Jamie Willowbranch
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Basic:
Name: Leon Willowbranch
Alias(s): Jamie
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Race: Wood Elf/High Elf
Sexuality: Homosexual
Class: Magician

Appearance:
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Hair: Silver
Eyes: Eye color changes based on mood.
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Tattoos: Umm... all over his body? See pictures.

Persona:
Personality: TBR
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:

Inventory:

Armor:
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Weapons:
latest

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Magic: Tarot Magic - Leo is made up of or resembles the one or more of the various cards in Tarot cards. This can temporarily imbue him with a number of powers closely associated with the card's meaning and the motifs and illustrations there-in. Leo can only draw certain 'special' cards once a day.
(Cards with astrisk are the special cards that can only be drawn once a day)
The Fool - Increased Luck
*The Magician - Teleportation to Safety
The Priestess - Healing of small wounds
*The Empress - Supernatural Beauty
The Emperor - Enhanced Charisma
*The Heirophant - Increased Morale
The Lovers - Summons a camp (campfire, tent, bedroll, fwuffy pillow)
*The Chariot - Enhanced Speed
Justice - Lie Detection
*The Hermit - Enhanced Intelligence
Fortune - Summons an unbreakable rope
Strength - Summons a Sheild
The Hanged Man - Cure Illness
*Death - Summons a swarm of crows that attack certain targets
Temperance - Water Breathing
*The Devil - Invisibility
*The Tower - Summons a lightning bolt
The Star - Summons a bright light
The Moon - Dreamwalking
*The Sun - Fire Immunity
Judgement - Enhanced Agility
The World - Enhanced Speed
Tools:

Other:
Extra:
City of Origin: Uhhhh..
Family: None
Theme:

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Darius Orin
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Alias(s): Ori
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Race: Human
*Sexuality: Heterosexual
Class: Knight
*Job: Guard
Appearance:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Height: 6'00
Weight: 255
*Tattoos: None he hates needles
*Scars/Birthmarks: He has a birthmark that's in the shape of a D
Persona:
Personality: Darius despite his large size and job is surprisingly gentle and is a deep thinker. Though on the surface you couldn't tell that because the guy isn't much for long conversations.
*Bio: Darius was never one for Tradition. He constantly did everything different in his family of Healers. He took up training in Swordsplay and typically never listened to any form of Magic training. Though his reasoning was because in truth he was magically inept. After a while he became a guard for Arcadia. And in his time there he fell in love with a Dragon Human half breed and married her.
Likes: Reading
Sitting near a fire place
Listening to others
training
Dislikes:
Heights
Flirtatious advances (If you are a stranger at least)
Small spiders
Needles
Strengths: Can take some decent hits
Deal just as decent shots himself
Intelligent
Weaknesses: Short temper
Slow
Gets tired easily.
Inventory:
Armor: Steel Armor
Weapons: An Iron Bastard sword
*Magic:
Tools: carving knife (It's never used for combat.)
Other: NA
Extra:
City of Origin: Kaiden
Family: Darius only has a wife in terms of family. He doesn't even know if his actual family is still alive or not.
*Theme:
*Hobbies:
 
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Xion Ajax Selvish
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Basic:
Name: Xion Ajax Selvish
Alias: Hellspawn
Age:21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Half orc
Class: Brawler
Job: Martial artist
Appearance:
Eyes: Light hazel
Height:6,11
Hair: Mainly Black (but at midnight it turns white)
Weight:250
Tattoos: He has multiple runes which can glow in the dark
Scars/Birthmarks: He has a small dagger cuts on his abdomen
Persona:
Xion is actually as charismatic as he is skilled. He actually kinda likes to keep to himself but will not hesitate to learn about anything he can hear. When dealing with business or fighting he becomes Death on the field acting completely relentless and will not hesitate to kill unless its a women.
*Bio:TBR
Likes:
Women

Quiet times
Getting stronger
Breathing
Outsmarting enemies
Eating and drinking
Dislikes:
His past
Arrogant people
Unfair fights
Strengths:
Extremely durable
Can equally uses magic as well physically fight
Quick and clever
Weakness:
Short temper
Hard time fighting women
Can sometimes push himself to far
Inventory:
Armor: Lightweight Rune armor
Weapon: Bone Knuckle Fists
Magic: A little Demon Magic(Like basic summonings and illusions)
Tools: Repair kit, a satchel lockpicks, and a magic elixir
Extra:
City of Origin: Fenwood
Family: His step sister other than that unknown
Theme:None
Hobbies:Stealing,Hunting,and Medidation
 
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Thoryl Stormbraid
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"If the worrld is comin' t' it's end, I wanna be therre when we go down fightin'!"
(Only without the crown, he ain't no king.)

Basic
Name
Thoryl Stormbraid

Alias(s)
"Thor"
"Storm"

Age
250

Gender
Male

Race
Dwarf

*Sexuality
Straight

Class
Fury Warrior

*Job
Smith

Appearance


Hair
Mid back length and auburn

Eyes
Storm Blue

Height
4'5"

Weight
225 lbs

Persona

Personality
Stout, jolly and cheery Thoryl is rarely seen without a brew in hand, Dwarves are known for drinking, Thoryl is no exception. When he's not drinking, Thoryl is found to be an exceptional fighter, wielding a pair of hammers and shouting and hollering with such fierceness, that anyone not battle hardened is likely to run. He is the fiercest fighter you'll ever meet but he'll also fight to protect his allies and friends.

*Bio
Born in the mountain-side stronghold known as Anvilmar, Ironforge, Thoryl grew up learning to fight and smith as all Dwarves do. Engaged in song and drink, Thoryl also learned the side trade of warrior poet-ism, during year 178, Thoryl left Ironforge in search of a greater glory and others who may have need for his skills. Eventually happening upon Verdian, it's not much to his liking, but to him it's home.

Likes
+ The Anvil and smithing
+ Drinking
+ Singing
+ His home of Ironforge

Dislikes
- Malice
- Evil

Strengths
- Wields his Hammers like a pro.
- Super strong

Weaknesses
- Armor restricts movement a bit
- Sometimes he drinks too much and is unable to fight at all.


Inventory


Armor
- Steel Plated armor with Ironforge's insignia on the shoulders.

Weapons
- Two hammers made of Ironforge Steel. (Note: Ironforge steel is specially tempered to resist weathering and rust and is rather tough)

Magic? Pah, Dwarves don't believe in such trickery.

Tools
- Blacksmith's hammer
- Iron calipers

Extra

City of Origin
Ironforge, a stronghold within the mountains.

Family
Two brothers, A sister and a mom and dad. All deceased.

*Theme


*Hobbies
Blacksmithing, that's about it.
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Altair Hallewell
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Basic:
Name: Altair Hallewell
Alias(s): Madame, Alta
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Tiefling
*Sexuality: Homosexual
Class: Sorcerer
*Job: Slave
Appearance:
Hair: White
Eyes: Glowing violet
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 175lbs
*Scars: A brand marking around his navel.
Persona:
Personality:
Altair is a complex young man with a layered past. He is quiet but exuberant, intelligent, helpful, and affable. He can always come up with an encouraging remark, especially in trying times. His appearance and attitude appears to be that of a typical girl next door in spite of his gender. However, as much as he may be kind and unassuming, he is quite cynical and untrusting. He uses his seemingly sunny disposition as a wall to keep people from getting too close to who he really is.
Altair is emotionally restrained. Beneath his public face, he is a recluse, and tries to keep as far from other people as possible to avoid building emotional connections. Altair is afraid that there is a great evil inside of him that could corrupt or harm the people around him, and he eschews emotional highs to keep it contained. Because of his constant vigilance against feeling too much of anything and the stress it puts on him, Altair is prone to bouts of rage and unparalleled cruelty when he gets overwhelmed. He makes a habit of beating himself down and taking the blame for things he hasn’t done, because he believes that if it happened near him, it had to be his fault somehow.
*Bio: A bit of a loss at this.
He's a slave that's been that way since he can remember. He's had many different masters over the ears and usually changes hands accompanied by betrayal and blood. The fall of Arcadia has left him all alone without a master for the first time in his life, but Altair has no idea how to survive on his own. Will he even survive at all?
Likes: the idea of books, birds, meditation, herbal tea, chess, singing
Dislikes: himself, feeling too much, overly familiar people, falsely friendly people, ignorant people, chickens (allergic)
Strengths:
Intelligent and observant
Athletic and flexible
Creative and trustworthy
Weaknesses:
eye-catching and coveted
meek and physically weak
self-loathing and insecure
Inventory:
Armor: None
Weapons: None
*Magic: Altair is full of potential. With proper training, he could become a force to reckon with.
Magic Missile – After a short incantation, he fires a bolt of magic energy that strikes a single target with strong homing. He can recite the incantation up to four additional times to launch a maximum salvo (potentially staggered) of five individual missiles but will fail the spell altogether if he’s interrupted during an additional chant. Magic missile can be launched from any point within 3 feet of his hands’ reach or her staff/broom.
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Magic Missile: Rain of Light – By reciting the magic missile incantation seven times and calling for a Rain of Light, he can supercharge seven missiles into 2ft wide beams of magic that mimic the missile’s launch pattern but have weaker homing that locks onto a target at initial launch but does not continue to track in flight.
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Power: Nightfall Raven
When he focuses on his racial magic, Altair can call forth shadows that he uses to influence the material world. He most commonly summons a shadow construct of a raven, hence the name of the ability. He typically gathers preexisting shadows to mold.
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Common Applications:
Summon a raven, or one it’s body parts, made of night. The raven is solid and can interact with matter as if it were a real bird. Note that it can swallow small items and carry them inside it’s body, which is hollow. Altair is almost always accompanied by his raven.
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Use shadows to telekinetically lift and shift two distinct objects of up 10lbs in weight within a 25ft radius.
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Can focus shadows into two long, thin cables that can be used as ropes to bind objects together or rudimentary whips in an emergency.
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Can focus shadows into an array of keen edged blades that fly along a predetermined path towards a singular, relatively (the world is in constant motion, after all…) stationary point in space. Blades function in a rocket payload fashion where the mana input and initial instructions are all the control Altair has over them. They fly until they collide with matter or their mana is expended. Blade size and numbers are influenced by available mana and shadows.
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Witch’s Broom – His staff becomes a broom that allows up to three passengers to fly. He can control the broom with mental commands a long as he is within 10 feet of it, otherwise the designated “driver” has control. He can recall the broom and its passengers, if any, back to himself at any time. When not in use, the broom tends to just revert to staff form and float vertically behind him.
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Tools: Slave shackles
Other: Altair is an albino tiefling, which explains his strange coloration and small horns.
Extra:
City of Origin: Assumed to be south of Haven
Family: Unknown
*Theme: Caro Emerald - The Bullet
*Hobbies: Crying, hiding from strangers, slaving away, hoping for a savior


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Marius Arulius Aurel
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Basic:
Name:Marius Arulius Aurel
Alias(s): Master of the Forge, Machina, Gear-head
Age: 123
Gender: Male
Race: Formerly Human, Mechanoid
*Sexuality: asexual
Class: Future-Bringer/Thaumic Technician
*Job: Inventor
Appearance:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Glowing with Arcane technology
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 528lbs
*Tattoos: None
*Scars/Birthmarks: pallid skin of puckered flesh and sutured cybernetics. Ceramic valves and adamantium sockets stud hard knots of pallid, translucent muscle. (Think Steampunk)
Personal:
Personality: Marius is always looking to push the boundaries of magic and technology, uncovering the secrets of the universe. He is naturally inquisitive and curious, always seeking ways to improve himself and others, even going so far as to delving into the darker arts. If there is a problem, he will find a way to solve it, so long as he has an ample supply of guinea pigs, having no morality when it comes to science.
*Bio: Marius was raised among the dwarven people of the northern Mountains, the people technologically superior to the rest of the peoples of thedas. Growing up, he was schooled in the arts of metallurgy, Engineering, and Thaumaturgy. When he was seventeen, he lost his left arm in an unfortunate smelting accident. To say the least, he was not really concerned, as he and a few of his colleagues built him a new one, thus beginning his life in technological improvement. Because of that spark of inspiration, his life had been extended beyond the natural span thanks to technology replacing his inferior organs when they start to go.
Over the years his studies have taken him beyond the physical realm of Thedas to other realms of reality "I traveled here from between the cracks in the walls, from the dark places where only dreams may go." From there his sanity had been nearly torn asunder from being able to see and learn knowledge that would leave weaker minds gibbering messes claiming to have seen such forbidden colours.
Likes: Knowledge, Metal, Technology, Science! Discovering new ways to do something, sharing what he has learned, Experiments.
Dislikes: Ignorance, Not questioning the unknown, Eldritch Abominations.
Strengths:
Technologically advanced
Strong
Magically Gifted
Persuasive
Intelligent
Isn't easily intimidated
Kinda Intimidating
Multilingual
Weaknesses:
Anything he hasn't improved himself upon physically
His looks are intimidating
Strange
weight (All dem flashy bitz)
Inventory:
Armor:

Marius' Battle Plate
Weapons:
Tonal blade: Through the use of Tonal Archetecure, The Blade emit a low insistent buzz that makes stomachs turn. When it strikes armour, it will vibrate at such a high frequency, quickly slicing through it. Only Aetherium can stand up to it.
*Magic:
Thaumaturgy
Black Magic
Blood Magic
Eldritch Magic
Technomancy
Tools:
Mechadendrite: a variety of tendril-like prosthetics protruding from his back is connected to the central nervous system and so is controlled through thought just like a biological limb.

Other:
Extra: Chaotic Neutral, Will solve a seemingly impossible problem in the most inconceivable way.
City of Origin: Lost to time (So he Claims)
Family: Long dead
*Theme: N/A for now
*Hobbies: Teaching what he knows to those willing to learn. (And put up with his experiments)
 
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Marius Arulius Aurel
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Basic:
Name:Marius Arulius Aurel
Alias(s): Master of the Forge, Machina, Gear-head
Age: 123
Gender: Male
Race: Formerly Human, Mechanoid
*Sexuality: Male
Class: Future-Bringer/Thaumic Technician
*Job: Inventor
Appearance:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Glowing with Arcane technology
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 528lbs
*Tattoos: None
*Scars/Birthmarks: pallid skin of puckered flesh and sutured cybernetics. Ceramic valves and adamantium sockets stud hard knots of pallid, translucent muscle.
Personal:
Personality: Marius is always looking to push the boundaries of magic and technology, uncovering the secrets of the universe. He is naturally inquisitive and curious, always seeking ways to improve himself and others, even going so far as to delving into the darker arts. If there is a problem, he will find a way to solve it, so long as he has an ample supply of guinea pigs, having no morality when it comes to science.
*Bio: Marius was raised among the dwarven people of the northern Mountains, the people technologically superior to the rest of the peoples of thedas. Growing up, he was schooled in the arts of metallurgy, Engineering, and Thaumaturgy. When he was seventeen, he lost his left arm in an unfortunate smelting accident. To say the least, he was not really concerned, as he and a few of his colleagues built him a new one, thus beginning his life in technological improvement. Because of that spark of inspiration, his life had been extended beyond the natural span thanks to technology replacing his inferior organs when they start to go.
Over the years his studies have taken him beyond the physical realm of Thedas to other realms of reality "I traveled here from between the cracks in the walls, from the dark places where only dreams may go." From there his sanity had been nearly torn asunder from being able to see and learn knowledge that would leave weaker minds gibbering messes claiming to have seen such forbidden colours.
Likes: Knowledge, Metal, Technology, Science! Discovering new ways to do something, sharing what he has learned, Experiments.
Dislikes: Ignorance, Not questioning the unknown, Eldritch Abominations.
Strengths:
Technologically advanced
Strong
Magically Gifted
Persuasive
Intelligent
Isn't easily intimidated
Kinda Intimidating
Multilingual
Weaknesses:
Anything he hasn't improved himself upon physically
His looks are intimidating
Strange
weight (All dem flashy bitz)
Inventory:
Armor:

Heavy robes that are lined with tiny leaden leech-spheres that absorb harmful energies.
Mithril infused skin (Or what's left of it)
Marius' Battle Plate: These armoured plates are designed to be worn for several years at a time. Secreted under a superdermal layer of ceramite alloy are recombinant cells that harness moisture from the wearer and recycle it. This liquid is transmuted into a gelatinous unguent that coats the inside of the suit, preventing the slow abrasion of the wearer's body whilst affording a measure of protection from the harmful effects of their weaponry..
Weapons:
Transonic blade: The Blade emit a low insistent buzz that makes stomachs turn. When they strike armour, and will adjust their hostile sonic field to match its own resonant frequency, quickly slicing through it.
Archaeotech Pistol: Fires bolts of Raw destructive Arcane energy.
Galvanic Rifle: fires a specialized bullet over long distances that causes all potential energy of the target to burn out in a killing blast of electric force
*Magic:
Thaumaturgy
Black Magic
Blood Magic
Eldritch Magic
Technomancy
Tools:
Mechadendrite: a variety of tendril-like prosthetics protruding from his back is connected to the central nervous system and so is controlled through thought just like a biological limb. Hidden by robe.

Other:
Extra: Chaotic Neutral, Will solve a seemingly impossible problem in the most inconceivable way.
City of Origin: Lost to time (So he Claims)
Family: Long dead
*Theme: N/A for now
*Hobbies: Teaching what he knows to those willing to learn. (And put up with his experiments)

Your picture isn't working, and no. This world has Skyrim and Dragon Age level of technologies, something like this wouldn't work.
 
Main, yo

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Basic


Name:
Rhorro

Alias(s): None (Yet)

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Sexuality: Bi-Sexual

Class: Warrior

Job: Sellsword

Appearance

Hair:
Braided mohawk-tail

Eyes:
Blue

Height:
6’ 4”

Weight:
210 Lbs

Scars/Birthmarks:
Three long, rough scars crawl from his right shoulder to his abdomen.



Persona


Personality:
Rhorro is silent, brooding; an aggressive, dominant barbarian of a man. He has no patience for the weak, no mercy for the craven, no pity towards the forsaken; he is cold, but respects strength comparable to his own. He is a loner, preferring his own company.


Likes

Horses

Power

The strong

Courage



Dislikes

The weak

Cowards

False Saints



Strengths

Master Cavalryman

Excellent Hand-To-Hand

Average Swordsmanship



Weaknesses

Hot-headed

Loner

One-track minded


Inventory
Armor: Leather waist strap, sturdy burlap trousers, and a pair of leather boots with bone-crafted shinguards.


Weapons:
A bearded axe strapped to his back
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A curved sabre at his left hip.
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Tools:
A horse, black of hide, towering a few inches above most ponies.
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A kit used for climbing.

Extra:
City of Origin: The Safari Plains


Family: Orphaned


Hobbies:

Horse-taming

Smithing

Drum-playing​
 
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Alister Weath Vidar
Basic:
Name: Alister Vidar
Alias(s): White Hawk, Rider of the Sky,
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human
*Sexuality: hetero
Class: Swordsman
*Job: Messenger
Appearance:
Hair: Black
Eyes: Ocean blue
Height: 6'2
Weight: 157 lbs
*Tattoos: on the his upper back. the wings cover his shoulder blades.
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Persona:
Personality:
  • fair
  • optimistic
  • alluring
  • smart
  • partially incompetent
Likes:
  • Blue
  • his hawk
  • storms
  • rain
Dislikes:
  • Fast water,
  • thick trees
  • snakes
Strengths: perception, running, Mid air strikes, persuasion
Weaknesses: fighting in water, Hiding in water,
Inventory:
Armor: steel arm and leg plates (just like in the picture)
Weapons:
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Tools: Hawk blind fold, Messenger crest, carrier's bag
Other:
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Extra:
City of Origin: Verdian
Family: Only child. Father is dead. mother still alive.
*Theme:

FireMaiden FireMaiden
 
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Agaso Steele
"There's no honor amongst thieves."
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Basic\
Name: Agaso Steele
Alias: Hawk
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though open-minded
Class: Rouge
Job: Scout/Manhunter

Appearance\
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Deep Bourbon Brown
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190lbs
Tattoos: None
Scars/Birthmarks: Plenty of scars tracing his arms, one for every time he's failed at parrying.

Persona\
When you lose everything tying you to this world save your breath, and your life has a complete start-over, then the person you are will become painfully obvious soon. Agaso was one of those who decided that he couldn't be arsed to care about what other people thought or expected out of him, and turned to living completely for himself. He was employed by the king as a scout, putting his abilities to great use for his country, but as soon as night fell he was out spending his salary in shadier parts.

He had his vices, and the job as a scout was only so that the guardsmen in the city would look the other way on occasion. The money he made as a hitman and a brawler was far better, but he considered himself above petty thievery and such. He had ties with major crimelords, city officials, and had plenty of sway when he needed to. Manipulative, with borderline psychopath-like tendencies, Agaso worked well in this world.

Until the enemy came to his directly. The life that he had made for himself, no matter how unethical it might've seemed, was ruined within a day. His throne in the world crumbled with Arcadia, and Agaso could feel the shift inside himself. Anger is much more prominent with him now, but he was hardly ever a man to show his emotions.

Bio\
TBRPD

Likes\
  • Money
  • Power
  • Every vice you could imagine
  • Ladies
  • Battles
  • Music
  • Tinkering
  • Science and Engineering
  • Art
Dislikes\
  • Authority Figures
  • Competition
  • Doves
  • DA POLICE
  • Nobles
  • Spoiled Children
  • Children in general
  • Dogs
  • Cranberries
Strengths\
  • Perceptive
  • Agile
  • Strong
  • Attuned to Magic
  • Stealthy
  • Clever
  • Unafraid
  • Quick Reactions
Weaknesses\
  • Arrogance
  • Likes taking risks
  • Lone wolf
  • Bad at emotions
Inventory\
Armour\
  • Studded Leather Armour
  • Steel Forearm Guards, Gauntlets, and Greaves
  • Large Steel Shoulder Guards
  • Steel Mask
  • Huge Black Cloak
Weapons\
  • Broadsword
  • Enchanted Pair of Daggers (Corrosive)
  • Metal Wire with a weight at one end.
  • Smoke Bombs
  • Fire Bombs
  • Fragmentation Bombs
  • Throwing knives
Magic\
Telekinesis - Agaso has studied a doctrine of Telekinesis related to boosting oneself. Scaling the height of a building with a jump, running fast as hell, gliding... It's great for getting away. Naturally he learned a bit about traditional Telekinesis in the process, but he's far from efficient with it. Mostly just party tricks.

Darkness - An obscure and mostly taboo magic that Agaso was born with an affinity for. It is said to give users and victims glimpses into "The Beyond", some fictional idea of hell or some such. It can be applied in a few manners, such as distorting oneself with dark fog to lower visibility, or contorting your image to the point where you look like a horrifying daemon. Agaso's most unique ability is that he's learned to "blink", teleport a short distance instantly by traveling through "The Darkness". An ability that is always accompanied by dark fog that traces the route taken. It is just as tacing as it is unique however.

Extra\
City of Origin: Arcadia
Family:None
Theme
 
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Agaso Steele
"There's no honor amongst thieves."
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Basic\
Name: Agaso Steele
Alias: Hawk
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though open-minded
Class: Rouge
Job: Scout/Manhunter

Appearance\
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Deep Bourbon Brown
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 190lbs
Tattoos: None
Scars/Birthmarks: Plenty of scars tracing his arms, one for every time he's failed at parrying.

Persona\
When you lose everything tying you to this world save your breath, and your life has a complete start-over, then the person you are will become painfully obvious soon. Agaso was one of those who decided that he couldn't be arsed to care about what other people thought or expected out of him, and turned to living completely for himself. He was employed by the king as a scout, putting his abilities to great use for his country, but as soon as night fell he was out spending his salary in shadier parts.

He had his vices, and the job as a scout was only so that the guardsmen in the city would look the other way on occasion. The money he made as a hitman and a brawler was far better, but he considered himself above petty thievery and such. He had ties with major crimelords, city officials, and had plenty of sway when he needed to. Manipulative, with borderline psychopath-like tendencies, Agaso worked well in this world.

Until the enemy came to his directly. The life that he had made for himself, no matter how unethical it might've seemed, was ruined within a day. His throne in the world crumbled with Arcadia, and Agaso could feel the shift inside himself. Anger is much more prominent with him now, but he was hardly ever a man to show his emotions.

Bio\
TBRPD

Likes\
  • Money
  • Power
  • Every vice you could imagine
  • Ladies
  • Battles
  • Music
  • Tinkering
  • Science and Engineering
  • Art
Dislikes\
  • Authority Figures
  • Competition
  • Doves
  • DA POLICE
  • Nobles
  • Spoiled Children
  • Children in general
  • Dogs
  • Cranberries
Strengths\
  • Perceptive
  • Agile
  • Strong
  • Attuned to Magic
  • Stealthy
  • Clever
  • Unafraid
  • Quick Reactions
Weaknesses\
  • Arrogance
  • Likes taking risks
  • Lone wolf
  • Bad at emotions
Inventory\
Armour\
  • Studded Leather Armour
  • Steel Forearm Guards, Gauntlets, and Greaves
  • Large Steel Shoulder Guards
  • Steel Mask
  • Huge Black Cloak
Weapons\
  • Broadsword
  • Enchanted Pair of Daggers (Corrosive)
  • Metal Wire with a weight at one end.
  • Smoke Bombs
  • Fire Bombs
  • Fragmentation Bombs
  • Throwing knives
Magic\
Telekinesis - Agaso has studied a doctrine of Telekinesis related to boosting oneself. Scaling the height of a building with a jump, outrunning horses, gliding... It's great for getting away. Naturally he learned a bit about traditional Telekinesis in the process, but he's far from efficient with it. Mostly just party tricks.

Darkness - An obscure and mostly taboo magic that Agaso was born with an affinity for. It is said to give users and victims glimpses into "The Beyond", some fictional idea of hell or some such. It can be applied in a few manners, such as distorting oneself with dark fog to lower visibility, or contorting your image to the point where you look like a horrifying daemon. Agaso's most unique ability is that he's learned to "blink", teleport a short distance instantly by traveling through "The Darkness". An ability that is always accompanied by dark fog that traces the route taken.

Extra\
City of Origin: Arcadia
Family:None
Theme


Hmmm, I like him. Though it seems his powers, in the right circumstances, would be considered overpowered. Could you add some limitations to them? Other than that, you're accepted.
 

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