Fantasy Aleria: Sinderia CS Applications

[Erin Shintetsu]

Sinderia Character Sheet Applications!
So you wanna join Sinderia? Excellent! All you have to do is make a character sheet with the following code! :​

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Good Luck, and remember to check out the General Aleria thread before making one!​

 

[Erin Shintetsu]

Eritio Zantetsu

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  Name: Eritio Zantetsu
  
  Nicknames: Lord Eritio
  His Majesty
  The Hasty King
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Age: 23
  
  Race: Human
  
  Personality: Towards most people, Eritio is a kindhearted person who cares deeply for every single person who lives peacefully in Sinderia. However, when it comes to politics and war, Eritio can barely stand all the waiting around. He is very radical, and seeks dramatic change towards the world. He is the perfect leader type, having the affection of the public due to his polite and helpful nature to the fair citizens of Sinderia. He is very determined to bring true peace to the world by either uniting the world, or destroying the tyrants that dare jeopardize the peace. His personality is completely different on the battlefield, in comparison to his personality on the throne.
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  Clan Rank/Role: King
  
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  Hair: Down to the bottom of his neck. Long, Black, and well managed. Very sleek, and straight. Sideswept from his face.
  
  Eyes: Dark brown
  
  Height: 5'10
  
  Clothes: Royal Attire:

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  Body Type: Eritio is a Slim build, but has fit and toned muscles, but not too large that off-put his frame.
  
  Marks/Special abilities: Eritio has many powers, and weapons at his disposal. These are his two major powers.
  
  Heaven's Weapon - Eritio wields the weapon of all weapons; a single crystalline jewel that has the capability to shape into any weapon it has come in contact with. It is an unknown and Legendary Artifact of Sinderia in possession of the King himself. However, this weapon can only transform in between 1 hour intervals. The weapon Eritio chooses to turn the crystal into is very crucial to the situation he’s in. If the weapon sustains too much damage, it will revert back into a crystal and cannot be used until the hour gap has closed.
  
  Blessing of the Goddess - The allies who surround Eritio gain a surge of confidence, and slowly feel less Fatigued. Due to being of Royal Lineage, Eritio was blessed by Religious Sinderian Royals, and inherited the Will of the Goddess. This is where Eritio’s charisma comes from. Eritio also has a special ability from the blessing that can Heal the physical wounds of his allies. He can only use it three times before exhausting his magic energy. He has no adaptability to the Sinderian Elements of either Earth or Ice.
  
  
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  Powers/Strong Points: Combat Ready King - The King has not spent his entire lifetime dabbling in fancy laced robes and living in cozy beds. At a young age, he had aspired to be just like the knights and soldiers. Under supervision, he trained alongside the strong men and slept cold nights in the barracks. He wore the title of a noble, living the life of a common soldier. Any who face him in battle will be surprised when the King knows Speed, Strength, and Strategy when engaged in combat.
  
  Soldiers Grit - Due to training and living like a soldier, he has adopted a more Heroic attitude. The harsh training that constantly pressured Eritio to give up has given him a stronger spirit, and a tough determination. His Grit is un-kingly, but it's what makes him a warrior; something he’s always aspired to become.
  
  Charismatic - Being polite and helpful to the community isn’t the only thing that made Eritio a popular leader towards the people of Sinderia. He has a natural charisma; an indescribable presence that makes people trust and have faith in him. Many people have high hopes and honest, good words for the King. An invaluable asset for a leader.
  
  Weaknesses: Hasty King- In any situation, either in battle or in a discussion, Eritio is bad at keeping calm. He jumps to many conclusions, and doesn’t think on his decisions before he makes them. Although he has tamed this weakness when it comes to combat strategy, he is still vulnerable to making mistakes with brutal consequences. Whether it be a decision to invoke violence or combat, such as waging war, or making a political decision, Eritio can be too hasty and not think it through.
  
  Emotional - Eritio puts Emotions first, rationality later. This puts him in very tight spots, and leaves him victim to making even worse choices, if that is to say he already hasn’t put himself in a bad position after his own hastiness. In combat, his emotion is either a help or harm. His own emotion can either inspire him to exert 10x the effort, or can make his movements sloppy and predictable, making very pathetic attacks.
  
  Manipulatable - Although his determination is Iron, his own personal conflicts and attitude can be completely twisted if met with the right foe. His current views on the world he lives can easily be twisted. If manipulated by the right person, the King may not want to achieve peace anymore. Everything could change, even the King's personality itself.
  
  
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  <<History>>
  Eritio was born into royalty as the Heir to the Kingdom of Sinderia. At a young age, he was taught the know-hows of being Royalty. However, although he obediently followed his duties, he always aspired to be like a soldier, and often watched them practice. One day, the 8 year old royal got around to convincing the current King to allow him free time to train. After much argument, he finally was able to take up training. His entire life was filled with the duties of a Royal, and a Soldier. The Drawback, however, is that Eritio was forced to learn everything from politics to etiquette from an upstanding noble of Sinderia. Her name was Nidelia, and she was tasked with making the warrior-wannabe a worthy noble. The young pair would work together everyday to make Eritio an upstanding model, worthy of being an heir to the throne. This created an inevitable friendship between the two. Soon, before the crowning of Eritio as the new King, Nidelia had abandoned her Noble Clan and fled Sinderia. Eritio did not know the reason, but it inspired him to work extra hard as a King and find Nidelia’s whereabouts and potentially bring her back. His hardworking attitude and kind appearance after the fact made him into the King he is to date. Eritio has not chosen a Queen to rule alongside with, which causes the court advisor to pester him about it on a regular basis in order to continue the line of heirs to the throne. However, the King believes he should be waiting until he finds not only the perfect queen, but the perfect soulmate for himself. Eritio knows better than anyone the struggles and history of the Kingdom, and the world.
  
  
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  Eritio aspires to be the Hero of the world, and bring peace to the world, and protect those he cares about.

 

[Kiowa]

Lyra Blossom

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  Name: Lyra Rose
  
  Nicknames: Lil'
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Age: 27 looks 24
  
  Race: Forest Elf
  
  Personality: Lyra is a very happy and cheery woman. She never seems to have a frown on her face and enjoys the company of others more than her own company due to sometime being lonely. Even so, as long as she has Pip with her, her mood never really changes. She is optimistic that things in the future will change yet her hard working thoughts always come through when they are needed.
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  Clan Rank/Role: Royal
  
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  Hair: Free flowing ginger
  
  Eyes: Blue
  
  Height: 180cm
  
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  Body Type: Lyra has a very feminine body. Slim all the way she only has curves on her lower body.
  
  Marks/Special abilities: Covered in tribal tattoos.
  
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  Powers/Strong Points: Lyra is able to control nature around her. Mainly plants, she is able to grow them to extreme sizes. One of Lyra’s many virtues is her beauty, she is one of gleaming perfection and adoring eyes yet it doesn’t stop her determination. She will continue to thrive for something she deems important willing to get mucky in the process. Although her combat skills are well taught and practised she is often gentle with her movement, preferring to fight through words rather than violence.
  
  Weaknesses: Lyra has few vices, but her main and most noticeable one is her envy for others. Mainly of their love, she's never been one to find someone other than her family to love and often dreams of the day she may meet someone. Her handicap however is clear for everyone to see. Her ankle has a small metal contraption, something from outside of Sinderia, made by a distant friend. Helping her to walk normally without it, she has a large limp.
  
  
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  Lyra doesn’t remember much from her childhood. Due to the way her race grows, their history is always fuzzy below the age of around twenty. But that’s where her story begins. She was raised by a loving father who treated her like a princess, yet her mother was harsh and cold towards her. Never truly knowing why, Lyra ended up being a spitting image of her father. Kind and compassionate towards all, she excelled in her training and her schooling.
  
  When Lyra left her schooling, she told her father she wished to travel as so she packed her bags and set out on a journey of a lifetime. Seeing all different places the world amazed her with its new beauty but one day Lyra fell down a small hill and hurt her ankle. Unable to walk anywhere she was stuck for hours within a small swamp, cold and scared a loomy figure came around. Horns and wings there was a slight evil that glowed around him, yet there was also something that drew her in. With the help of the stranger she was saved from a fate that scared her terribly, spending time with him he helped her to walk again with his invention, she found a connection with him that would never be broken, or so she thinks. Leaving him for what she believed to think forever, she left him with a small bear totem made from wood and hung by string before travelling home again. Returning home once more, her father was greeted with a fully grown woman, with a smile on both their faces they discussed what they were to do about the whispers of war.
  
  Part of the Sinderia clan for many years they knew they had to stay and help manage the clan. Lyra approached the King in hopes to find a work within the Royal society. Her wishes came true, accepted she began helping to govern the clan alongside many others. Around a month or so into her work, she offered to with a group of scouts along the Sinderia clan's land. She wandered off on her own for a while before finding a strange creature, quickly befriending it to her surprise, she named the young thing ’Pip’. Soon enough they were inseparable. Upon returning a few days later she found her father had become extremely ill. Her work was heavy, but she would always have time for him, using herbs and other medical supplies she was able to make him comfortable, but there was no cure for old age. She soon said good-bye to him as he lay dying in his room. In their tradition, Lyra took his body to the river side. Braiding his long hair with flowers and leaves, she placed him onto a wooden raft with a long fire torch on the edge, his body floated down the river to become ‘part of the earth’ once more.
  
  
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Full Name Arista Mason

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  Name: Arista Mason
  
  Nicknames: Ari, Ara
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Age: 23
  
  Race: Mermaid
  
  Personality:
  Arista is a kind hearted person, she usually isn’t mean. She does have a mean side, though. If you mess with her on the wrong day (or a bad day), she will be mean depending on who you are to her. She is caring, but, also shy. Arista is very respectful to authority figures and those who are above her in rank, is never disrespectful usually. She’s only disrespectful to you if you are to her.
  
  She treats people almost exactly how they treat her, depending on their status and if they’re an authority figure or not.
  
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  Clan Rank/Role: Servant
  
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  Hair: Arista has long, emerald green hair. It's usually in a braid of some sort.
  
  Eyes:Her eyes are dark blue
  
  Height: 5'6
  
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  Body Type: Slender and feminine
  
  Marks/Special abilities: N/A
  
  
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  Powers/Strong Points:
  One of Arista’s strong points is swimming. She has always been a natural born swimmer.
  
  Kind hearted - always willing to help whenever possible.
  
  People person - loves to be around people and talking to people
  
  Weaknesses:
  One of Arista’s weakness is walking. She doesn’t walk enough to get have stability when she walks.
  
  Can’t say no - doesn’t know when to say no due to kind heartedness
  
  Shy - Arista is shy
  
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  Arista was born to two kind and loving parents. She was taught to swim as soon as possible due to being a mermaid. Her parents were proud of her, glad she was able to swim and swim as well as she does. Some mermaids, don’t. The only time she had to use her legs is when she had to run from an enemy clan (Oztroja) trying to take over her home area. Her parents ended up dying in the attack and told Arista to run as far and as fast as she can, but, not leaving Sinderia. Her parents feared Arista would be killed as well. Arista found a new place to live after running for awhile, she fears that soon, she may have to run again.. And potentially leave Sinderia. She’s a helper for an official servant
  
  
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  The accessories on her tail are a gift from her parents. Arista wears earrings.

 

[Swoob]

Ark Beotra

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  Name: Ark Beotra
  
  Nicknames: False Royal, Bastard, Halfie
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Age: While Ark’s true physical age is twenty four years old, his body has seen just a couple years more. When catalyzed by his noble temperament, he could appear to be twenty six or twenty seven years old.
  
  Race: Half-Elf
  
  Personality: Ark is somebody who holds one command above all others: do what is right. He is an idealist who wishes to save the world without bloodshed and exhausts absolutely every alternative before resorting to violence. He is smart and the decisions he makes are carefully calculated.
  
  This is Ark as a royal, but not Ark as a man.
  
  Inside, a flame burns brightly, and a hidden truth is engraved in his heart that beats to protect what he loves. The call of the beast echoes in his wildest parts. He understands that death is sometimes necessary to achieve peace. Over the years, he has done his best to shackle these vicious thoughts and walks the Earth masquerading as a pure being, but inside he is torn between what is right and what is correct. Sometimes in the most brutal of trials, the darkness within him threatens to escape, but for now, he remains an untainted royal, a light of Sinderia.
  
  Like most Sinderians before him, Ark was taught since his adoption to be unwaveringly kind. However, unlike the rest of the Beotra family, he was born without magic affinity and holds a distrust of it deep inside him. Though harboring a sense of humor, he doesn’t usually care for making jokes. He loves art, but is hesitant to paint or make music himself. His inner existence is at constant war between the self he and his parents forged and the self that yearns for release. However, no matter what, he will simply try his best to protect his people and the Sinderian tradition.
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  Clan Rank/Role: Royal
  
  
  
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  Hair: Ark’s hair, by the gift of his Elven mother, is a breathtaking silver that runs playfully down to his forehead before curling up in delicate wisps. He prefers to keep it rather untamed, but maintains a much shorter length at the back of his neck.
  
  Eyes: Ark’s eyes are a downcast gray, contrary to the rest of his appearance. He was born with blurry vision, and remedies this by wearing a simple pair of wooden glasses over them.
  
  Height: Ark stands at a commanding yet natural six feet.
  
  Clothes: Ark’s private attire is a simple white tunic. As a royal, he wears an ornate blue tunic with the signature furred gold cape of the Beotra nobility.
  
  Body Type: While Ark is talented in workings of the mind, his body has lost its sharpness as a result. He is out of shape, and lacks the physical stamina to support himself in strenuous situations.
  
  Marks/Special abilities: Ark has cryptic tattoos running throughout his body, nearly down to his extremities. These channel magic into his body, and when he uses magic, they glow red. If the lines are broken anywhere on his body, they become useless, but when new skin forms, they mysteriously reappear and activate once again.
  
  
  
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  Powers/Strong Points: Ark’s connection to magic is guided through the tattoos on his body. These channel magic even better than someone born with it. He has the power to raise walls multiple feet thick and fling boulders at the same strain one would throw a head-sized rock. He can turn large amounts of water to ice and even summon a blizzard if given enough time.
  
  Ark has a gifted mind and possesses an innate ability to learn.
  
  He shows a compassion for others that some argue rivals the blessed royal Abē, who was praised by the Sinderian people for being a rare existence.
  
  Weaknesses: If Ark receives a wound that breaks his tattoos in any area, he can no longer use his magic until it heals and is left with nothing but his wit to protect him. Additionally, the origin of the tattoos is unknown, and he is wary of using them. This distrust makes him hesitate, which could result in death.
  
  Ark’s body is out of shape and he is vulnerable in tough physical battles.
  
  Ark has been sheltered for most of his life and his mind has been addled by peace.
  
  When faced with hard decisions, his old self resurfaces and he becomes mentally unstable as he grapples with himself to make the right decision. He is at risk of cracking under pressure.
  
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  Alsari is a lustrous, enigmatic village that lurks behind the edge of the Forest of Lyon. Though marked on a map, it is curiously hard to find due to the nearly intentional lack of paths or landmarks. It is the home of beautiful, strong elves and the destination for wanderers that bear wild hearts uncontained by the fragile fingers of man. One of these was a man by the name of Benjamin Shedar, and after thirty two years of his life wasted among the muddy bottom of society, he set out for one final journey to find the mystical village. What made him different from the others was that he persisted.
  
  When he arrived at the crooked wrought-iron gates, however, he soon realized that Alsari was not the final gem of the universe he had hoped to find. They were a conservative tribe of war elves who separated themselves from the rest of Sinderia to not be disturbed by it. They compensated for it by providing top-class mages for the Sinderian army. Benjamin was welcomed into the village on the condition that he worked physically taxing duties, and during his stay, he fell in love with a beautiful silver-haired woman named Liana. After five years in the village, this love blossomed and bore the fruit of a half-elf child. As she cradled her son in her arms for the first time, Liana kissed his forehead and named him Ark.
  
  It was two years later, when he was supposed to begin his training, that the couple became tragically aware of his defect. Ark was born with a complete inability to control magic. That night, Liana cried long into the night in her husband’s arms, and neither could bring themselves to look into the bright, innocent eyes of their son. When she finished crying, they held hands for a few more hours and reminisced about their best memories before falling asleep.
  
  In the morning, it was time for Benjamin Shedar to leave. Hoisting young Ark high atop his broad shoulders, he met the faces of his fellow villagers with a smile and turned his back to the gates. Then, he journeyed into the wild, and the story of Ark Shedar began from the grimy bottom of the earth.
  
  Unlike the first trip to the village, he spent days wandering the forest, unsure of where to go. The trees closed in on him and seemed as if they were shifting to block his escape. He fed whatever he could find—small animals, wild berries—to Ark, starving himself in the process.
  
  One month later, the head of the noble family Beotra of Sinderia, a military powerhouse, held his head in his palms, rubbing his face. No matter how much he and his wife attempted, the royal Abē remained childless. As the doctor told him the news for the tenth time, he was overcome with hopelessness and trudged back to his quarters.
  
  Benjamin did not know why he didn’t stop when he reached the city of Hyluna. He had finally returned and could take a long rest. However, his feet continued to shuffle further in, driven by some unspoken purpose whose scope was far too large for Ben’s weary mind to contemplate. It was his purpose, his destiny. Then, finally, he reached his destination.
  
  Abē Beotra stormed out his chamber upon hearing from his assistant that a peasant wished to have counsel with him and refused to leave the manor’s gates. When he walked out the doors, he saw a feeble, mud-spattered man with wild hair shaking in front of the guards. Suddenly, he tucked his head into his chest and charged forward in pathetic desperation, smacked his head against one of the shields, and crumpled to the ground. Abē noticed that he was holding something large in his arms and held it against himself. No matter what he did, he seemed as though his primary goal was to protect whatever he was carrying.
  
  Abē ran forward, commanding the guards to stand back. In a bold demonstration, the royal swiftly kneeled to meet the man’s eye. He tenderly put his hands over the peasant’s and pulled them away from his gut. In his bony arms, covered in dirty rags, was a small silver-haired boy. When Abē looked down at the child’s face and back up into the man’s weary eyes, he immediately understood why he was there.
  
  The last words Benjamin said was, “Good royal of Hyluna, will you take my young boy? His name is Ark,” and the last words he heard was, “It would be my honor.” After that, he collapsed at the royal’s feet, and despite the efforts of the local doctors, never woke again. Abē tried to make excuses to Ark, but the two year old boy instinctively knew his bond to his father was lost and cried himself to sleep. The royal yelled at the guards for not taking the man and child to the doctors right away. The next morning, those guards left the manor.
  
  Benjamin Shedar died without ever understanding why. Perhaps he wanted to save his son from the fate he was forced to endure, or perhaps he was moved by a force far greater than himself. But no matter what the reason was, he had turned his son from the failed child of the village of Alsari to a powerful Sinderian noble.
  
  For a year and a half, Ark was the nightmare of the Beotra manor. He hated his new parents and threw terrorizing fits, in one instance biting off a small piece of a maid’s arm. Caretakers quit their esteemed positions and returned to a provincial life just to get away from the devilish child. After seeing so many servants unable to withstand the cruelties of their new adopted child, Abē and his wife Shaha left half their duties to their advisors to raise Ark themselves. It took another two years, but there was a special soul inside Abē that captured lost hearts. Eventually, Ark accepted his new parents and came to love them.
  
  At the beginning of his training as the young heir of the Beotra family, his manners were horrifying and he showed no natural talent in anything. He wasn’t even able to control magic and couldn’t figure out his letters no matter how many times he was shown them. However, as time progressed, they realized Ark had an incredible potential to learn. He carried a gifted brain that started with nothing, but struggled and reached to be among the heavens.
  
  Despite his growing ability in other areas, there was still no magic inside his body and he couldn’t read or write. It perplexed Abē and Shaha for so long until one day when Shaha gazed out the window and saw a man walk down the street on the outskirts of their palace with two circles of glass over his eyes. A maid told them of bifocals and they payed for one to be crafted for Ark. Three years later, at eleven years old, he could fully read and write.
  
  When Ark was thirteen years old, a famous doctor came with an offer for Abē. In exchange for a life of luxury, he could imbue his son with the power of magic. He had no proof to back him up, but despite clear rejections from Shaha, Abē accepted. The doctor promised that the procedure would not endanger him at all. He lied. The procedure was explained as no more than sculpting tattoos into his body, but the marks the doctor made tampered with his very existence. Ark was in a coma for almost a whole week, and Abē grew mad. On the fifth day, before the sun climbed to the top of the sky for the doctor’s trial, Ark woke up and got out of bed by himself.
  
  Hastily, the royal called in a group of mages who ran through all the basic tests. The first test was to lift a small clump of dirt into the air. Ark tried and failed at first just like all the other times, but when he strained his mind like usual, it felt oddly as though their was some sort of inner muscle he neglected to use. He tried again, and the tattoos all over his body suddenly glowed a dim red. The clump shifted and rolled slightly. The third time, it shot up into the air and splattered against the ceiling. After that, all the other tests started similarly, but ended in success. Ark could finally control magic, and it seemed as though the magic that surged through him was even stronger than most mages’. The doctor was released without any questions, but he warned that his magic would be lost if the tattoos broke. Finally, Ark was qualified to lead the Hyluna military.
  
  As the years went on, Ark slowly turned into the proper noble son Abē and Shaha always wanted. He received praise from the peasants and hatred from many fellow royals, for they saw him as an invader in the sacred grounds of a superior group of beings. One royal by the name of Nidelia, however, helped him greatly through the days where he began to leave the manor and familiarize himself with the world. Through their friendship, he steeled himself against the scorn and learned to take pride in his own achievements. He once even tried to court her, but to no avail. When she left, he was devastated, but the gift of confidence she left would stay with him for life.
  
  When Abē grew sick, Ark spent nearly every waking hour by his bedside. He tried to give his father hope, but Abē knew that the curtains were ready to close on his grand life. He reassured him and Shaha right up to his dying breath. The last words he said, which he seemed anxious to the point of panic to leave the world on, was that he loved them. Then, an old, blessed noble was lost to the gates of heaven, and Ark, feeling a nostalgic pain, locked himself in his room and cried.
  
  It has been a year since Abē’s death, and Ark has taken his position as the head of the Beotra family. He is aware of his position, and is ready to do whatever he can to stop the onslaught of Oztroja without bloodshed.
  
  
  

  
  

  
  TLDR: Ark was born to a man named Benjamin Shedar, a peasant who travelled to the Elven village of Alsari, and Liana, an elf who lived in the village. Alsari is a conservative, warlike village, and banishes children who are useless as mages. Ark was born without the ability to control magic, and Benjamin left the village with his child on a journey to Hyluna. Instead of resting, he went into the heart of the city and asked the lord of the Beotra family, Abē, to adopt his son before falling dead on the spot. Ark was originally a troublemaker but grew docile. He had an amazing ability to learn, but needed glasses. One day, a doctor came and imbued him with the power to control magic even better than most natural users by giving him strange tattoos. The procedure put him in a coma for five days, but it worked. Nidelia, a fellow royal, helped give Ark confidence when he began to leave the manor and explore the world he would rule alongside the other royals. Then, Abē died, and one year later, Ark has taken his position as the head of the Beotra family and is ready to help Sinderia achieve its goals.
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
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  Ark's ears are ever so slightly pointed from his Elvish blood.
  
  

 

[Dessertid]

(may i join? I would write this in OOC but couldn't find it )

 

[Erin Shintetsu]

(may i join? I would write this in OOC but couldn't find it )

Yes you may! Just post a CS with the following code and I'll look it over! If I give it a thumbs up, feel free to start RP'ing on the IC chat. Please do not post in the Sinderia IC chat without having your character verified by me first!

 

[Dessertid]

Amara Oak

• Identification
• Appearance
• Strengths & Weaknesses
• History

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  Name: Amara Oak
  
  Nicknames: No real nicknames, people mostly call her by her name or her surname nowadays. However, as a child her friends used to call her "Amme".
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Age: 20
  
  Race: Human
  
  Personality: Amara is passionate and puts her heart into everything she does, or usually at least. She is determined and usually pushes herself to the point where her health is at stake, which she has been scolded for too many times since her birth. Amara doesn't like being a bother, and doesn't like to share her thoughts with the world. However, she has gotten much better at it recently as she's able to voice her opinion without regretting it for a long, long time afterwards.
  
  She tends to be sarcastic and harsh those "few" times she get angry, but she has never hit someone while angry - she would never go that far, it's not like her.
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  Clan Rank/Role: Servant (if possible )
  
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  Hair: Amara got long, chocolate colored hair that goes down to her lower back. Wavy.
  
  Eyes: Hazel
  
  Height: 5'7
  
  Clothes: The clothes presented on the picture is not her casual clothing. Her more casual clothes is often a tunic of some sorts as she finds it more comfortable.
  
  Body Type: Feminine
  
  Marks/Special abilities: Minor scars but nothing major.
  
  
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  Powers/Strong Points: Amara is a fast runner, she can run fast for a very short period of time until her leg starts to hurt.
  
  Weaknesses: Amara's weaknesses? Her pride. She refuses to admit when she's wrong and can often be seen as obnoxious for those who doesn't know her properly. Other than that she got issues with her right leg after hurting it as a young child, almost too young to remember the event.
  
  
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  Amara was born on a silent night to a seamstress, who's lover had left her soon after finding out about her pregnancy. Due to problems while giving birth Amara's mother passed away short after seeing her child for the first time. Growing up Amara knew close to nothing about her parents, and fantasized about knowing them - about being loved by them both. She tended to talk about them like they were heroes, like they were just away to fight for the king, but she soon understood that that wasn't the truth, that they really were gone.
  
  

(work in process, also notice that i'm not an native english speaker so forgive my grammar etc :-)

 

[ShadTheWerepire]

Valefor Jann

• Identification
• Appearance
• Strengths & Weaknesses
• History
• Extra

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  Name: Valefor Jann
  
  
  Nicknames: Genie, Val
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Age: his true age is 157 so he was around before the break between Sinderia and Oztroja. However, he only ages outside of his lamp so he looks about 25.
  
  
  Race: Djinn
  
  
  Personality:
  
  As a djinn, Valefor has a brutally loyal disposition. If you release him from his lamp he is eternally grateful, he will cook, clean, and kill for you without thinking twice. Toward others he is more inquisitive. He loves seeing the development of culture over the years and will approach people with interested in their mannerisms. His glimpses of the world over the course of 157 years have given him great wisdom and knowledge of history, war, and dealing with bandits. His most recent position with the king has given him great hope for the world so he has been approaching life with a more positive light.
  
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  
  Clan Rank/Role: King’s Assistant, Royal
  
  
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  Hair: Platinum Blonde, Long and Ungroomed
  
  
  Eyes: Golden
  
  
  Height: 5’ 10’’
  
  
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  Body Type: Slender, negative fitness, mage-build
  
  Special abilities: His legs turn into a sand like smoke when he's half out of his lamp.
  
  
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  Powers/Strong Points:
  -Elemental of Sinderia: Smaller particle Manipulation within his elements of earth and ice. Basically sand and snow magic, though sand will be his preferred element of choice. Expect a lot of pocket sand, blinding sand "clouds", and sandstone projectiles. I would argue that his ice magic is far more deadly because of the sharpness you can achieve in making shard projectiles but it's much easier to crumble rocks into dirt and sand. He's strong as an elemental mage because it's the one thing he can focus on in the elemental plane while in the lamp.
  
  -Lamp immunity: As long as he's in the lamp you can't destroy him or the lamp. Double-edged sword because then he's stuck in the lamp as he cannot get out without being summoned.
  
  -Long lived, Little Aged: He has "lived" a long time, each time he was freed from the lamp he was able to experience the history of Aleria. However, each time he returned to the lamp his aging halted and he was left to wonder and think alone. Thinking on conflict and the ever evolving world he has gained some wisdom not seen in someone his age.
  
  Weaknesses:
  -His Lamp: Djinn are typically free in Aleria Lore and capable of roaming the land as wish granting elemental beings. Unfortunately, cupcake was sealed to an object when he was only seven. His freedom stripped, the item is forever bonded to him, trapping him in the elemental plane whenever the owner or possessor pleases. He can freely enter the lamp, and he can choose not to leave the lamp. However, he cannot leave the lamp without being summoned.
  
  -Doesn't Even Lift Bro:He's physically a wimp, completely useless for everything from carrying equipment to wielding a weapon.
  
  -Un-relatable: He has trouble relating to other races and his own race because somehow he got wrapped up in an ancient tradition that is never seen in modern society. Djinn are never found in lamps and those that are, are usually so beyond ancient you actually get wishes. So imagine if everyone assumes you can grant them wishes and your race is free to run wild while you're stuck in a Lamp watching time fly by from the Elemental Plane. It really makes it difficult for him to understand smaller issues and relate on a human level most of the time.
  
  
  
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  Like many Djinn, Valefor, was native to the deserts in which the Hilendrix clan now operates. Created from the elements of his parent djinn he had a natural affinity for Sinderia’s elements of earth and ice. He thrived in the sands of the desert, living a solitary, carefree childhood engulfed in the elements.
  
  Elemental beings, like Djinn, live free of boundaries in Aleria. However, in a distant past, Djinn were feared. Magicians and cultists trapped them in artifacts, some of the artifacts still exist today. The same seals used to trap Djinn of the past etched into their shells. Valefor was unfortunate enough to come across one of these vessels.
  
  Valefor was only seven when he found the lamp in a bandit’s cove. The seals were far more powerful than the young djinn’s willpower and he was captured the moment he touched the vessel. The bandits later discovered the djinn in a lamp and demanded their wishes be granted like in the legends. Unfortunately for both parties, the bandits would not get their wishes because Val could not grant them.
  
  Banished back to the lamp, Valefor was traded around. He would be free of the lamp for weeks at a time before being bartered to a new owner. Just a small child, some owners found a use for him and his magic, cleaning their homes, clearing areas of sand. Those were the years he could spend the most time out of the lamp. He reached his teen years at the age of 50 due to the time spent in the lamp.
  
  That was when his taste of the world came to a halt. Someone had bought him and forgotten, or perhaps they died in the early stages of the break between Sinderia and Oztroja. The lamp would remain untouched for 43 years. Luckily, his lamp was not desirable to the technology-craving Oztroja citizens and he ended up in Royal Sinderian treasure vaults.
  
  The Royals soon figured out about the young djinn in a lamp right as Valefor hit his rebellious years. He refused to obey the royals throwing dust and sand all about and being an all-around nuisance. Many more years would pass before he would find a ruler that could handle his minor rampages. His time with that ruler was brief but he knew how to work alongside a royal if needed again and returned to the lamp to mourn the loss of his first human friend.
  
  Now, it has been a few months since Eritio rubbed the lamp and Valefor has been advising the hasty king to the best of his ability.
  
  
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  Any mention of cupcake was me forgetting to change the filler word for his name while I didn't know his name and I apologize for that.

 

[Ko Kurotsuki]

Ko Kurotsuki

• Identification
• Appearance
• Strengths & Weaknesses
• Strengths & Weaknesses
• History
• Extra

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  Name: Ko Kurotsuki
  
  Nicknames: Ko, Lord Kurotsuki
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Age: 23, looks 24
  
  Race: Human
  
  Personality: Condescending,
  perverted and perverse. Has no qualms performing evil deeds. Dislikes helping people unless it suits him. Will only show kindness to those who are dying or to appease annoyances. Likes sarcasm.
  
  Clan: Sinderia
  
  Clan Rank/Role: Royals
  
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  Hair: Black
  
  Eyes: Red
  
  Height: 5'10"
  
  Body Type: Fit
  
  Marks/Special abilities: Mark of the Kurotsuki- grants night vision and increased magic ability at night.
  
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  Powers/Strong Points: Night vision, intuitive, calculating, and perceptive. Study's earth magic but is looking into the applications of ice magic for multiple uses
  
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  Weaknesses: Underestimates opponents, too ruthless and may disobey orders for what he thinks is right.
  
  
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  666th Heir to the Kurotsuki clan. The Kurotsuki clan is an ancient clan that acquired the power of moonlight and as such got the mark of the Kurotsuki, granting them night visison and magic power increase at night.
  The first Kurotsuki used his power to help establish the kindom along with the first king, cementing the kurotsuki as promident servants and powerful nobles within Sinderia. The Kurotsuki clan prioritizes
  gathering knowledge and study, owning the largest public library. The Kurotsuki heads have all attended the Terrahi collage of Sinderia to master earth magic.
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