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Name: Chrysos Alexandros
Age: 17
Class: P
Program: I
Caster Type: Mago Fortuna
Tier: Unum Forus
Title: PIMFUF
Country of Origin: New Roman Empire
Background: Chrysos Niko was born in one of the slums in the New Roman capital. His mother disappearing after his birth left his father to raise chrysos alone. Growing up was rough but nice. His father loved him and was kind.His parents ran a butchery but now only his dad manned it. He had a habit of getting into freak accidents and yet being relatively unharmed. Though the roughest part was the Mafia that ran the underside of the city. The Alexandros family. The protection fees were rough for his dad and one day his luck turned for the worse. his dad hadn't made enough to pay the protection fee and Alexandros goons were there to collect. in the midst of their beating of his father. The young Chrysos at only age 10 ran to his dads bedroom and grabbed his revolver. Running to the goons he aimed and pulled the trigger. But no kid is suitable for a gun. and the shot missed. Hitting one of the gas tanks used for cooking meat. An explosion occurred that set the building on fire. The building was left to ash with only chrysos surviving.Left an orphan the Alexandros family quickly picked him up. He had a debt to repay as his father's payments had fallen to him. and thus at only the age of ten. Chrysos had joined the mafia. Forced into life and death situations over and over Chrysos soon lost any guilt to the sensation of killing. And with his luck He came out of even the worse events with wounds that only took a few days in a hospital. Through all of this the head of the family took a liking to Chrysos and adopted him. Now known as Chrysos Alexandros,Prince of Rome's underworld his Notoriety had even further increased. A flamboyant playboy who was always ready to befriend someone, and shoot them in the back as soon as they turned around. He quickly came to be one of the most valuable members of the family. Until he got a letter inviting him to the school of magic Augarium. Chrysos was quite confused. Sure his luck was amazing but even he wouldn't call it magic. Nonetheless his father agreed to it. Saying " Your are the heir to this family. Go to augarium. Learn their ways. and their strength. Return and make Alexandros feared even beyond Rome."

Chrysos would have gone either way. Its the famous Augarium magic school. Just imagine all the wonderful ladies he could meet!
Other: Chrysos puts on an air of relaxed at all times. But make no mistake, He has been in enough fights to qaulify him as a veteran. At all times is Chrysos armed to the teeth. be it from revolvers to knives. Even the inside of his scarf is layed with razor blades. Be careful. For his smile is often times a mask... Unless its a girl. hes... pretty easily taken advantage of by anything female. Hell even male as long as their feminine enough.
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Name: Steve Freeling
Age: 16
Class: Pugnator
Program: Insidiator
Caster Type: Duplex Vene Ignus, Magum Spiritus
Tier: Unum Forus
Title: PIViMsUf
Country of Origin: The New Republic of North America
Background:
Steve was born to a soldier father and a scientist/engineer mother as, along with his twin sister, the eldest of three children in the New Republic of North America where he spent the bulk of his childhood aside from visits to the Japanese Undersea Empire from which his mother emigrated, living right near the border of the Deadlands. From an early age, it was clear that Steve was better at sensing things than most. He's long been able to sense when evil is at hand and he's even been able to see and speak to spirits at times. He's also had a bit of a rebellious streak. Within the past two years, for example, he was often seen exploring the Deadlands with friends while riding a large red motorcycle with a top speed of 12,000 RPM and computer-controlled anti-lock brakes that he designed and manufactured himself with help from his mother, despite his parents and many other adults having warned him not to roam around the Deadlands. Steve himself would find out how dangerous the Deadlands were when, while exploring them, he and his friends came under attack from mutated beasts who wanted to kill them. While Steve and his friends were fighting the attackers off, something unexpected happened. That is to say, Steve almost set one of them on fire by accident, scaring away all of the attackers in the process. Once he and his friends had escaped and crossed the border, Steve told his parents what had happened and they promptly sent him to school.
Other: He speaks English and Japanese fluently. He learns fairly quickly. He can steer any kind of vehicle he gets behind the wheel of. He can handle himself in a fight. He is an expert swimmer. He's good at building things.
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He is 6' 3½" (1.92 m) and 168 lbs with dark brown hair and blue eyes.
 
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Tristan Wolf (Retired)

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Name: Talvyn Welsworth
Age: 15
Class: Scientifics
Program: Insidiator
Caster Type: Duplex Vene Navitas and Magum Tenbris
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: SIDVnMtUf
Country of Origin: Egyptian Theocracy
Background: Talvin was known to be the solo son of his parents who were guards of the Egyptian Theocracy with his mother being a undercover guard tasked with discovering and executing peasants they found with magic. His parents taught him many things about their jobs and even trained him a bit in some sense hoping that he would carry on their families legacy, however he took most interest in the stories his parents told him always sitting down to listen to their stories. His favorite was their love stories they would say how they were destined by the stars to be together and that everyone had a special someone out there for them. Talvin always loved that story and would constantly go out trying to find the one girl who was meant to him until one day he found her, he was very excited to meet his beloved and would constantly follow her without her noticing. He told his parents about his crush in which they all but encouraged thinking it was just a childish crush that would never really amount to much. He however took it as a sign that they approved and were likely destined to be with each other in which he followed her even more learning almost everything about her including her name which was Miranda Olesen. He would always dream about being with his love although one day and often when he does the plant life around him would die it took him a while before he was able to deduce that he was able to use magic in which he told his parents about. They were accepting of this due to the fact that they knew he was going to take up their mantel one day and was able to call in a few favors from work friends of theirs to have him trained. He was given lots of books to help his knowledge about magic and would occasionally steal the keys to get more advance books and put them back before they noticed, in which he became a expert in doing before long. Although one day when he was watching his love he saw that she was using magic as well even seeing her parents fleeing the house to tell his parents, he followed Miranda as she fled away and he made sure to leave traps for the guards pursuing her even killing and torturing a few personally to help her escape, he grew to love it as well killing in the name of his love drove him and he considered them to be bound together through the blood of their enemies. When he found out that she was going to the school he signed up for it as well wanting to be with his love forever even requesting the same class as her which was denied. He grew angry with the academy for denying him the request although he never had much trust for them to begin with. He sees the academy as a force trying to tear their love apart but he knows that their love will always prevail in the end.
Other:
- Has a knife
- Has Photographic Memory
- Knows almost everything about Miranda and is a expert at stealing and stealth.
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Height: 5'4
Weight: 118
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Name: Yanvara Shakti
Age: 17
Class: Pugnator
Program: Insidiator
Caster Type: Duplex Vene Terra and Vene Navitas
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: PIVtVnUf
Country of Origin: Terra Occidens
Backstory: Yanvara was a only child and that lived with her mother while her father was ultima who she never even knew due to the fact he was never there. Yanvara lived a fairly normal life until she was one day caught up in a blast from one of Kawins Enterprise chemical containing trucks, this has caused some of the chemicals to get in her eyes and completely make it so the she was unable to see. The company upon finding out about the incident gave her the option of getting a one time huge payment or getting experimental treatment to help plus prevision for their needs and a monthly pay. After speaking to her mother about it she went with the second option and went through quite a few experiments that involved them drilling into her spinal cord and rewiring some of her nervous system to accommodate for a few of the optical devices. This has helped enhance her senses and be able to know just about any object or person within a 100 Meter radius even being able to make out shapes of the object. She got pretty addicted to the vials the company gave her as hell quoting that it would always feel very good to place it into the tube slot. She later figured out she had magic when she got angry and the ground beneath them started shaking her mother deduced it was likely cause of her magic and since she didn't have any form of connections to get her trained she decided to send her to the academy to help her control her powers.

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Height: 5'8
Others:
- Is Blind and has pale eyes.
- Has metal tubes implanted into their body and where their a slot for injecting a certain vial that she receives each month.

 
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Name: Chaste Vereh (Chast Vur-eh)
Age: 108
Height: 5’9”
Gender: Male
Origin: Egyptian Theocracy
Magic: Duplex Magum Vitae Mago Tenebris
Title: MSMVUltima
Background: Born in hyper-religious Egypt to a family of low caste farmers, his extreme magical potential was hidden from a very young age. All but born with two elements, Spirit and Life, his parents said he was born with the heart of the land he came from and his magic reflected it: passionate, strong and fast-moving in interest, a bright beacon to those around him and one born to make a difference. His parents were eventually caught for hiding him, though, and he barely escaped with his life. Being low caste and magical was a capital crime, and so is abiding those criminals. As a result, he spent many years wandering and running, living like a bandit, until he was taken in by a rebellion who immediately put him to work.

Before long, though, they dubbed it best he learn how to use his powers. He rose through the ranks and graduated from the School in no time flat, throwing himself wholeheartedly, longing to return and free his home. He only got more respect for them knowing what he was going to use those teachings for. He’s since been going from country to country, working as various rebellions coup de grace and leaders on certain operations. His travels have latest taken him to Austri, to take the fight to the most oppressive government. He’s been there for three years now.

For these missions, he's not had any permanent human companions, but that's not to say he's been travelling alone...

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Name: Guiren Nyverk
Age: 19
Class: Pugnator
Program: Patronus
Caster Type: Vene Terra
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: P, P, VT, UF
Country of Origin: Terra Occidens

Background: Guiren was born the only child to low-class couple who were stuck in a loveless marriage. He grew up facing the disgust and scorn of both parents as a living reminder of how much they hated each other. After a few years, they eventually divorced and his mother ended up with custody of him. She spent the rest of his time with her drinking and spewing hateful words at him. His classmates quickly caught on the Guiren’s lower class status and would bully him for it. Years and years of this had made him cynical and bitter, so when his magical abilities developed he wasted no time in kicking the shit out of his classmates. It all came to a head when he finally graduated. As satisfying as making his former bullies cower before him was, Guiren realized that he had nothing to look forward to after that. He had no friends, no job, no aspiration, and a hollow home with a drunken woman to come back to everyday. He was sick of it, all of it. He applied for everything and anything in order to get away; university, jobs, the military, etc. After receiving countless rejections and minimal acceptances, Guiren decided that his best option was with the Augurium school.

Other: He’s pretty intimidating and is harsh on his best day. Unfortunately his education is a bit lacking but he picks up pretty quickly on various subjects.

Appearance: Black hair and violet eyes

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Name: Lee Owens
Age: 13
Class: Scientificus
Program: Insidiator
Caster Type: Vene Navitas
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: S, I, VN, UF
Country of Origin: Terra Austri

Background:
Born into a prestigious family, Lee was supposed to be normal according to all of the neonatal tests of Terra Austri. There were times where he’d come up the stairs a little too fast or managing to lift up something that seemed a little too heavy, but they were ignored because Lee was his parents’ one and only child; so they adored him and doted on him so that he never wanted for everything. Of course, all good things had to end. Once it was finally revealed that Lee had magic, his parents flew into a panic. Who could they turn to? Who could they trust? They would never turn in their precious son, but how could they hide him?

Desperate, they turned to their country’s worst enemy. Terra Augurium. Their school, for every horrible thing that it was, had a program that promised to teach Lee to hide his powers. They signed the contract and were able to ship their son off without drawing attention to themselves. Unfortunately, their little Lee didn’t want to follow their plan. After he had arrived, he was able to enroll into the class and program he wanted; which was as good as forfeiting his citizenship in Terra Austri. That was fine by him though; as much as he’d miss his parents, Lee was much more enamored and excited by the prospect of magic and what it could do.

Other: Lee is soft-spoken but friendly. He can come off as naïve or innocent, which he is, but he can also be a little unsettlingly. Nobody is quite sure why, but he has a somewhat inappropriate fascination with crimes; especially violent ones.

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Name: Viona Lucrum
Age: 17
Class: A
Program: M
Caster Type: VA
Tier: UF
Title: AMVA
Country of Origin: Terra Aquilonis
Background: Viona is the daughter of Rurulian and Kain Lucrum, Head of A library and Mercenary respectively. she had a mostly normal life until the age of 5. Her dad was a great mercenary and assassin who had made alot of enemies. One day a very powerful magic user showed up to get revenge on her father. She was cursed by him and left in the state she is in now. Her skin grey as ash and hair as green as emeralds. She is now a walking biohazard of toxins and poisons and has had to work alot to even get use to it. Her father knowing he was responsible for causing this put his mind solely to trying to cure it. however getting nowhere in his research he reluctantly began to train his daughter before sending her off to the best magic school he knew of. One that would help cure her. And that was Augarium
Other: She passively is toxic like a poison dart frog. Skin contact for longer then a minute or two will give slight nausea and her saliva and blood has been known to at worst send people to a hospital. It is unknown whether she can train this become stronger or not but she simply avoiuds this by wearing a full body wetsuit and gloves
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Name: Pandora Menix
Age: 16
Class: Scientificus
Program: Artificis [A]
Caster Type: Magum Viate [Mv] Magum Spiritus [Ms]
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: SAMvMsUf
Country of Origin: The New Republic of North America
Background: Born of a low family Pandora’s life was filled with turmoil and struggle. From a very early age she was forced to work on the streets stealing, pick pocketing and peddling odds and ends that her father would put together. Despite the hardships she is very strongly connected to her parents, especially her father, a magic user who spent his time fixing odds and ends as well as making contraptions he ‘swore’ would revolutionize the way magic is taken. While his inventions had never gotten him famous, they have begun to make the life of those around their area somewhat easier.

Automated and enchanted ploughs, where the money to get a real one was unavailable, a well that would automatically pump up water and filter the contaminants out before transporting it into the house with the least water in their basins. While they struggled, they still felt welcomed in a land where not much went to plan. This upbringing had left a strong impact on the young Pandora, instilling her with a sense of self purpose, worth and one hell of a work attitude. From a young age she would help him maintain the sources of power for their town while also assisting in the construction of automatons to help tend the fields and make food for the few residents that lived among them.

As time passed and Pandora grew up she began to show magical prowess herself which made her father very happy. While she was able to assist her father, she also wanted to go out and learn more about what she was capable of. With her father's blessing she applied for the school and was soon setting off to start her schooling.
Other:
Pandora is an avid tinkerer, she is often found trying to figure out even the most mundane of objects. She is curious to an absolute and it is a major flaw as well. She is the type to shove a fork into an electrical socket if she didn't already know what would happen.
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Name: Kevin Faulkner

Age: 16

Class: Pugnator

Program: Patronus

Caster Type: Duplex Vene Navitas/Vene Ignus

Tier: Unum Forus

Title: PPDVnViUF

Country of Origin: Terra Austri

Background: Growing up in Terra Austri is hard enough without magic. Between the harsh weather, dangerous beasts, unempathetic culture, strict goverment rule, and growing up in a low-income family, Kevin never had it easy. Despite his hardships, he tried to live an honest life; he dropped out of school to help his mother and two older brothers. He came into his abilities early on in life, but due to Austri culture he never learned how to wield them properly. Without anyone to train him, any attempt to use his magic turned into a disaster. He's broken his arms, legs, a few ribs, and even his eldest brother's arm once. Despite that, his brothers came to his aid whenever the local populace would try to hurt him. It always ended the same way; a few fights would break out, he and his brothers would keep chasing them off until they finally outnumbered them, Kevin would use his powers to cause another disaster to get away, the family would move to a new town, inevitably it would get out that Kevin could use magic, and the cycle would keep repeating.

When he discovered the existence of Terra Augarium, he saw his chance to break that cycle. He spent two years saving up money doing odd jobs to leave the country, though after discovering what he was up to after a few months his brothers started helping. The three were able to convince their mother to agree to send Kevin to the school with the money they had saved on one condition; once Kevin learned how to properly use his magic, he was to never return to Terra Austri. Understanding it was for his own safety, Kevin agreed. He used the money to smuggle himself out of the country and get him to the academy.

Despite everything he's been through, Kevin tries to stay an optimist. Unlike his countrymen, he sees magic as a power that could change the world for the better. While he wants to be a Scientificus, his belief that his ability can do nothing but harm led him to pursue the path of a Patronus.

Other:
  • He doesn't go without long sleeves due to being covered in scars. Some of them are from previous fights, but most of them are from mishandling his own ability.
  • He barely passed the knowledge portion of his tests, revealing him to have less than average intelligence due to his lack of education.
  • He's very friendly, but is actively trying not to hold a grudge against his countrymen. Kevin is always uncomfortable around other Austri, regardless of if they use magic or not.
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Omar Al Sadat

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Name: Lavka Kashik
Sexuality: Go to jail
Age: 14
Class: Scientificus
Program: Magister
Caster Type: Duplex Vene Ignus and Magum Sprirtus
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: SMDViMsUf
Country of Origin: Terra Occidens (But both their parents were born in the Egyptian Theocracy)
Background: Lavka came from a financially well off family that was able to get them whatever they needed and the best education possible, although their mother was rarely home due to her work as a scientist. When they went to school they were noted to be a genius by their teachers and was able to skip grades until they were finally able to graduate college at the age of 13. However one day Lavka lost their temper when dealing with their dad and almost burned their house down as a result , their dad was shocked and surprised that they were using magic. After a few days of contemplating though their dad decided to send them to the academy so that they would receive the best education plus he had a love for the academy since he graduated there himself. However Lavka protested preferring to go to Terra Aquilinos Academy to learn and perhaps be a teacher there. Their however scoffed at the idea and a huge argument ensued although Lavka won the argument their dad was too stubborn and physically forced them to go to the Augurium. In which Lavka threw a tantrum but got stuck at the Augurium none the less.

Other:
- Hates hugs.
- Views themselves to be Superior than all others.
- Hates their dad.
- Can hold a grudge.
- Remembers every book they ever read and can recite most of them.
- Very Prideful
- Has a Bachelors Degree in Physics
- Has a Journal that they write all their personal thoughts in
- Likes Head pats
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Height: 4'11
Weight: 101 Lbs
Has a Light Brown Cat Tail
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Name: Ivanna Timurovich
Age: 12
Class: Pugnator
Program: Patronus
Caster Type: Vene Navitas, Magum Vitae
Tier: Unum
Title: PPVnMvUf
Country of Origin: Terra Occidens
Background: TBA
Other: Loves fighting, but also loves people and animals. Generally a super positive person. She wants to be the best she can be at everything!
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Name:
Horus Al-Elsharkawy

Age:
19

Class:
Pugnator (P)

Program:
Patronus (P)

Caster Type:
Duplex Vene Navitas (Vn) Mago Ex Diem (Maed)

Tier: Unum (Uf)

Title:
PPVnMaedUf

Country of Origin:
The Egyptian Theocracy

Background:
Horus Al-Elsharkawy was born to one of the longest-running families of the guard caste having provided guards to the Egyptian Theocracy for as long as the Egyptian Theocracy has been around. His parents were two guards renown for their experience and loyalty but after years of protecting their gods, they decided it was time to pass the torch and as such Horus was born. Horus was meant to be just like his parents strong and fearless and that he was his parents pushed him from a young age giving him test after testing, combat exercise after combat exercise each and every day and once his magic abilities showed themselves his parents couldn't have been prouder he was the first Al-Elsharkawy duplex born in the past two hundred years. His training increased in ruthlessness as his parents constantly pushed him more and more they wanted him to be the best guard the Egyptian Theocracy had ever seen, but there was a problem with his attitude.

While he did want to make his parents proud he also wanted the chance to have a normal childhood, to be like all the other children playing and having fun but alas he could not. This caused his magic training to slump the more power he tried to exsert the more his emotions got in the way, this got to the point where his training became dangerous to himself and others around him but his parents refused to give up and until the age of eighteen they did their best but to no avail. His mindset went from wanting a normal childhood to being upset and angry about missing his childhood and he never improved. His parents gave up but refused to count him as a failure so instead, they pulled their last resort up and went against their gods for the first time. They sent Horus to Augurium in hopes that he would return with better magical abilities.

Other: He is a very blunt and professional person who has slim to no sense of humor. He is also a very prideful and stubborn person dead set on his own moral code.

He has a monkey tail that he does not wish to get removed until he has proven himself a worthy guard.

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Name: Ruby Calcios
Age: 16
Class: Pugnator
Program: Insidiator
Caster Type: Vene Navitas
Tier: Unum Forus(Uf)
Title: P I Vn Uf
Country of Origin: Terra Orientis
Background: Ruby was your average run of the mill Orientis young girl, she was a single child, which as she grew older she found quite fortuitous as she didn't have any siblings to distract. Her early life was uneventful, a lot of it was propaganda on how technology is much better and succeeds more often than magic and how magic was an unreliable source at best and destructive at it's worst. This propaganda of magic just left her curious about it and as she studied it in secret, the more she saw magic like a hammer or a gun, a tool to be used people. To her shock however, it seemed that luck was on her side and not her side at the same time.

During a routine practice climb her body seemed to speed up on it's own, her hands moved faster which inevitably caused her to slip and start falling, fortunately her life was saved by quickly turning her flesh into Iron. While she didn't die, she was injured but alive. This experience gave Ruby the realization in what she needed to do next and that was to enroll in the Magi Collegium simply so she could learn how to control her newest tool she had acquired.

Unsurprisingly her parents were quite against the idea, wanting their daughter to stay and invent tools and vehicles, which Ruby destroyed simply by stating the fact that even if she didn't go, the magic she had would constantly ebb and flow destroying property or herself, then when her parents gave in and let her go, although her parents wanted her to become a teacher, she continued to refute it, deciding that it was her life and her choices in what she wanted to do and as such she enrolled to become a spy.

Other: Her bunny plush, Mitzy, holds all the tools, she needs for tinkering in it. For whatever reason be it her lack of proper combat or lack of how to activate her magic, she is terrible at using offensive magic
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Name: Peridot Goldheart
Age: 16
Class: Artificem
Program: Patronus
Caster Type: Magum Mortis
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: A P Mm Uf
Country of Origin: Terra Orientis
Background: Peridot was much more flighty than any of her peers, while she was still good with her hands in creating things she always preferred to hang out with friends and doing other stuff. For most of her life she was very directionless in what she wanted to do for a career, her parents obviously wanted her to get into inventing and sticking to it, but while she found it as a fun hobby that's exactly what it was to her, a hobby. One day as she was messing around with some knick knacks she was making and humming to herself, the metal on the watch started to rust and turn to dust. This freaked her out as she knew what was happen, literal magic and it was coming from her and as she stood up pushing up with her hands off the chair and like the watch the chair started to rot away till most of the chair was ash. This obviously terrified her as all the propaganda about how magic is bad, etc, etc. So she packed her bags and ran away from home, leaving a note on her bed explaining why she had gone to the academy. She had managed to convince a boatman to get to the academy.
Other: The cat ears are something she made are fake
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Name: Issac Jackson
Age: 14
Class: (Pugnator)
Program: (Insidiator)
Caster Type: Duplex (Vene Navitas/Terra)
Tier: Unum (Uf)
Title: PIVnVtUf
Country of Origin: Australia (or Terra Augurium)
Background:
Born from the Great land known as Terra Augurium, Issac Jackson was raised by a somewhat well-off family considering their work for the School, and since his birth had been at least somewhat trained in his abilities, though he's not entirely proficient, Issac himself at least somewhat understands what he can do with his control over Force. From a rather young age, Issac had been picked on for appearing and even sounding incredibly feminine no matter what he attempted to counter the effect, which led him to pick up mixed martial arts since the teasing was mostly physical (at the behest of his behemoth of a father Jericho (not the Wrestler), against the protest of his mother Melody). Having done this, and endured the taunting and teasing (Physically and verbally) of his more bold classmates for too long, he was soon suspended for knocking one of his classmates unconscious, regardless of it being after students were dismissed from school that day (since it happened on school grounds).

Obviously, this led to his teasing to be all but entirely non-existent from his peers, and he continued his training to further his abilities in self-defense, though neither his instructors nor coaches could break his inability to refrain from swearing like a sailor regardless of the punishments that had been implemented. Regardless of his physical training, it didn't get in the way of his studies, in which he found himself bored of.

That said, it was when the Augurium school had come to stop in Terra Augurium that he bid his parents farewell after being taken to Augurium's port and setting off into the labyrinth of a school. Aside from the obvious physical training he would get with both combat and his abilities as a Magick user, Issac hopes to find classes that will actually challenge him academically. His ambitions were simple: Become capable enough to work for either Augurium's or Terra Augurium's Bureau of Investigations.
Other: Though Issac has the abilities of both Navitas and Terra, he is not very proficient with the latter, but aims to fix that.

Gender: Male (But he is always confused for a female by others)
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 90lbs of rippling muscle
Hair: Blue
Eyes: Blue
Organization: None
Hobbies: Punching things at the gym, kicking things at the gym, throwing people and things at the gym, playing an ocarina, painting, sleeping, reading a gross amount of books of any genre, whether they be academic, fiction, or nonfiction..... (No, seriously, if he puts down a book, it's because he has to do something else)
Favorite Food: Anything fatty and greasy, or anything from Japan with MSG because we all know it's horse-shit that MSG causes actual problems.

Personality: Somewhat abrasive by intent, Issac himself is a bit standoffish at first glance, keeping himself somewhat separate from others due to the nature by which one would initially perceive him. This, however, does not mean he's an introvert, as he will converse, though his mannerisms when he speaks are somewhat.... Lacking.

One to never turn down a challenge, he is also quick to be the first in line to prove himself.

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Name: Mavior Eleus
Age: 18
Class: Pugnator
Program: Magister
Caster type: Magum Vitae
Tier: Unum Forus
Title: PMMvU
Country of Origin: Terra Augurium
Background: Mavior was born into a small and relatively remote enclave of spellcrafters, located just off the coast of Terra Augurium proper. True to the country itself, every citizen of this small island was expected to perform and otherwise praised for their ability to do spell work and magic. Mutations weren't necessarily unheard of, though this was usually attributed to the eternal mist like fog that cloaked the group from prying eyes, save for the powerful gaze from Terra Augurium proper. Not that they minded that, why would they? They were of like minded ilk. Mavior was born into a relatively small household, though he showed the expected amount of magical aptitude of someone of the enclave...or perhaps just a smidge more. As he aged, he lacked in other areas, quite glaringly. While his mental and magical aptitude was brilliant, he was lower than subpar in the physical department, and the more emotional department. Upon investigation (through medical or magic), it was discovered that he had mutated to be more hardwired as a thinker, as opposed to a feeler. An example of such is he could memorize massive texts and books, but struggled to fit in socially, laugh at jokes, or get much of a spark of an emotion going. His family, coming to terms with this, decided the best course of action would be for him to leave enclave proper, and join into the school itself. Surely, if he's good at something, why ignore it? And if he's bad at something, why use it?

Other: Mavior seems to have been born with two mutations. The first gives him an increased aptitude for the magical arts, but leaves him much worse off physically. The second one, is as if his brain didn't fully develop. He can handle academic and scientific subjects with ease, but anything of the social or emotional spectrum he is...rather useless. Appearance: I'll hunt one down soon. Though a bit unconventional, he prefers to use a pure obsidian tablet as his tool and focus, about the size of a large book. Works well enough, though it's a bit hefty.
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Name:
Anil Patel
Age:
17
Class:
Pugnator
Program:
Patronus (Has A Defectus Tutor On The Side)
Caster Type:
Vene Navitas
Tier:
Unum (Uf)
Title:
PPVnUf
Country of Origin:
Terra Orientis
Background:
Anil was given up as a child, both his mother and father unable to raise him. The boy was taken into a monastic order of magic practitioners, with most of them bearing the powers of Vene Navitus or Magum Spiritus. The boy was cared for as he grew, though it wasn't long until he was old enough to be brought truly into the monks training, with a natural aptitude and magical capability that would fit within the Vene Navitus caster type. From the age of 5, the boy has been practising with these monks, with each day that passed, he became closer to the monks, learned more of their teachings. The Order Of The Way are a good people, applying their gifts and ability to help those in need, with so many isolated communities nearby, the order found themselves helping in many a task, from putting their abilities to use helping with construction, to using a variety of crude medical tinctures that could be made from the surrounding plant life to assist the sickly.

At the age of 14, Anil was told of where he came from, of the fact that he had been offered to the order, a babe wrapped in cloth. They told him of his parents, at the very least, the oldest of the monks there had remembered his mother and her name. With this knowledge, Anil took action to find her, but, after two months of searching alone, he found nothing in the isolated communities that he knew. The first time the boy had dared to travel to one of the larger cities, he was overwhelmed by it all. Colossal machinery rose above him, the chattering voices of a thousand people all at once sent his head spinning, even the sound of their thunderous footsteps proved too much. A knot formed in his chest, his heart thumped loudly in his chest, ears flushing red with blood. The pounding footsteps only grew louder, he felt like they had their eyes on him, their clothes were different than his, he knew his robes must've made him stand out. He felt the eyes on him still. Felt that knot in his chest sink to his stomach like a stone, grow heavier, evermore unsettling as bile scorched the back of his throat.

He ran.

He ran and didn't come back.

Not for another 3 years at least.

It was upon the monks request that he left home for the school. They had paid for his travel fees, insisting that this was something the boy needed, they insisted that he leave, a boy too comfortable in the simplicity of his life. There request was a simple one, if he were to live in the modern world long enough to graduate from that school, then he could decide on what he wanted to do, to return home to the order, or to live in the modern world and take in all it had to offer, good and bad.

Other:
Anil walks a thin line between brave and fearful, whilst he is a stout, well-meaning and kind individual, he also is technologically illiterate, along with suffering from severe social anxiety, this anxiety is especially prevelant when in large crowds, open spaces or around things that he does not understand.

Additionally, Anil is very physically fit, and, when alone or in a situation that does not trigger his fears, he is an extremely calm person. Anil makes use of a martial arts school taught to him by the monastic order he hails from, not intended to harm without need, this school is based upon a combination of old-world arts, integrating a large number of throws, grabs and grapples into its repertoire.

Appearance: (He has recently adapted more modern attire, but is still more comfortable when wearing a Sanghati)
Anil is also quite tall, standing at 6'3", bearing quite compact, practical muscle along his body.

 
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Name: xelon Averious
Age: 17
Class: Artificem?
Program: Artificis?
Caster Type: vitae/spiritus
Tier: Unum?
Title: (not sure)
Country of Origin: Terra Augurium
Background: xelon life was relatively normal, aside from being overactive as anything like seriously he was almost like he was constantly having sugar injected into his veins at all times living around a lot of magic might do that to a kid since his father worked as an enchanter having almost lost his arm to a rather sticky incident when he was 7-ish, his mother worked as a researcher working with creatures that came form they crystal fields, a few years ago one of these creatures escaped its containment killing xelon's mother and many of the crew as well, this lead his father who was already somewhat emotionally unstable after the whole almost having his arms removed incident to become incredibly distant and depressed turning to alcohol to solve his problems leaving the boy without to much of a family yet his personality never changed..., some years later he entered into the academy in hopes of supporting his father, and perhaps mending there relationship too

extra: xelon has an odd quirk he's a somewhat "leaky" magic-user acting like a forced battery for others, but also enhancing the emotions of others making those around him act as if they're slightly drunk, this also means vitae constructs are attracted to him.

(possible future evolution of this is might be a more controlled version of this leakiness turn it up and down as he saw fit... even like reverse it)
a gecko sticks around xelon due to this leakiness he calls the geko carl.

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for some reason, his hair grows SUPER quickly having quite trying to cut the thing he has long hair plus his build and dress sense he could be mistaken for a girl unless he started speaking or someone knew how he was
 
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Name: Mrs. Diana
Age: 28
Class: Pugnator
Program: Magister
Caster Type: Vene Terra
Tier: Tres Forus Full Graduate/Staff
Title: PMVtTffgS
Country of Origin: New Republic of North America
Background: Born in the NRNA, Diana Collens was a military brat from the start. Always strongwilled to a flaw and combative if she didn't get her way, Diana was shipped off to the military as her parents quickly became unable to handle it when she reached twelve. The military wasn't ready. Diana dove into every challenge headlong, seeking military service even at an age that would make it impossible. She rose to the top of her class with incredible haste at basic. She aggressively chewed through competition, viciously mocking and tearing down those she viewed as competition. She even stood up to her trainers when they told her she couldn't do something, waiting until she had a moment alone to dig into whatever challenged she was denied access to. Until one day, her elderly Seargent retired, and she met someone she never thought she would at the age of fourteen. Her wife. When she went about her usual troublemaking after everyone was asleep, she met something unexpected: her Seargent, waiting for her on the other side of the door, awake at 0400 after hearing about the trouble she caused. Shocked, she fell in line for once in her life.

It didn't stick. Through training, after many teeth-gritting silent punishments, refusing to fail to meet a challenge, eventually, she found herself so deep in love she couldn't dig her way out of it. It took some time for her to realize and admit it, but the moment she did, she flipped the script, pursuing her superior with the same veracity with which she met everything. Unfortunately, it wasn't long after that she went to the School. Upon arriving, she tried to get going with her usual gusto, but she couldn't muster the energy. This lasted until she began to think more about her old Seargent again, and, when acting as if she were working to make her proud, she grew at even greater blistering speeds than usual, mastering her magic. She doubled up her class load after a short time, finding it too easy and with little interest in jobs. She had plenty of money from her stellar grades and many excess hours of study, sometimes awake for days. It was here she met someone who would be very important to both her and her future wife; their future husband, Mikael Malmqvist. Having no interest in him at the time, she blew him off. One day, when she was on a studying bender, he appeared with a bottle of alcohol and a book she'd been looking for for some time, and proposed a trade; he could check it out indefinitely, or she could let him in and hang out. She chose the latter, and it started a long, beautiful friendship, wherein he helped mellow her out to some degree when he was around. Unfortunately, she had no interest in philosophy at this time. He still tried, however, and she helped the normally underachieving man come into his own.

After finishing her double load of Pugnator/Scientificus/Patronus/Magister, Diana said sad goodbyes to the friends she had finally made after so long and went back to North America a much more mellow, well-rounded person with diverse interests. She immediately began pursuing her old flame again, but better-rounded and more reasonable this time. Having learned how to socialize, she eventually charmed her way into a relationship with her former trainer as she moved on to complete greater service training, taking every course her nation offered her. Her scientific learning and physical excellency did her well in the many diverse roles she tried, but eventually settled on becoming Special Forces, despite having taken Magister to learn to teach solely to be a peer to her love. Unfortunately, even mellowed, her partner was just as enthusiastic as she was, and this led to some deeply toxic behavior. Though they wed when she graduated her Special Forces training, their relationship was on thin ice by this time. This persisted until she suffered a severe injury on a Hunt, nearly killing her and crippling her for life. She would not allow this to happen. She could not allow this to happen. When her nation failed to heal her, and she found a meritocratic society where everyone is a veteran to be an unkind place to a cripple. In answer to this, she did what she knew would work: she went back to where she could be helped. Augurium. Returning for treatment, she quickly sought out the story of what happened to her old friend, Mikael, and found he was a teacher and school healer. Delighted, she reignited their friendship with glee, having greatly missed him and had begun to love him when she had left. She was slow to realize it this time, however, and had begun undergoing therapy both physical and for her neurotic and hyperactive tendencies, as they were making recovery extremely difficult and slow going. During this time, Mikael helped her work through her relationship problems with her wife. When she was fully healed, she found her marriage to her wife stronger than ever and discovered her feelings for him.

After much long mulling and contemplation, she decided that the cruelty she faced, she couldn't handle again. The disdain, sadness, disgust in their eyes haunted her, but worst of all was the PITY. It drove her near to blackout rage just thinking about it. She pleaded with her wife to come there, to live with her on the school where she had begun to take the official additional material to become a full-time teacher. Her wife was livid, incensed that she would even consider moving to another nation. Nevermind to teach them anything they had learned prior from the NRNA. She had made her decision, though, and the positive influence of Mikael helped her decide to live for her for once in her life, instead of her wife or nation. It had been silent for nearly a year when her wife appeared one day, having decided with pen on the dotted re-enlistment line to rejoin her wife. She immediately saw the connection between Mikael and Diana, and begrudgingly allowed them to date, only due to her deep respect and her own platonic love for Michael in gratitude for saving their relationship once, and Diana's own mental stability by repairing her body. Seeing the "sexier" side of Mikael by association, she soon found that platonic love changing to attraction, and from attraction to love as she bared her own softer side to Mikael and vice versa. This eventually settled into a threeway relationship that left them all three fulfilled, happy, and balanced, yet also productive, vibrant, and highly active, keeping them all in excellent shape mentally and physically. Her wife then decided to enroll herself once more to become a teacher as well. Diana has at present been teaching for three years, and her wife has graduated and is undertaking the final year of training, wherein she learns in the field from other teachers as an aide. Unfortunately, she hasn't mellowed out near as much as Diana...
Other: Is polyamorous, with a wife and husband. Is a master shot with almost any gun you could put in her hands, as well as grenades, stones, knives, axes, needles, spears, and more. She is a master Weapon Conjurer and Enchanter.
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Name: Svetlana Lin
Age: 16
Class: Dissimulatrix
Program: Artificis
Caster Type: Vene Aere
Tier: Unum Forus (Uf)
Title: DVaAUf
Country of Origin: Great Khan Republic
Background: Obedience and discipline were key, and just like any proper household her family had their own special way of passing such values. They were exposed to various topics at susceptible ages, given choice within reason, and allowed certain privileges others would probably kill for. Keep in mind that this family wasn’t perfect, parental dispositions and child-like whims responsible for their place financially. Mom and Dad had their own agendas other than the love for their children. This was made clear when Svetlana’s father departed on “business” when she was going six-years-old, the paternal vacancy burning a hole in her heart. She was well distracted though, kept on her little toes by a wary mother.

In a home of five not including the grown-ups, she had four older step siblings; three being step-brothers, and one adopted older sister. Relatively close, they could pass for a unit, all attending the same school and expected to do their best. The school in particular was ranked third highest nationally for its academic achievement, and due to changes in student regulation, sporting events didn’t just grow in popularity, the school prevailed against the lapse in having athletically challenging individuals. During this time her little unit silently drifted apart, and other than her age, the reasons for watching them on the sidelines only grew. One was a tennis champ, the other a chess genius, the youngest brother lead the way in martial arts, and the future head of the family killed it in basketball. Unnerved was a fitting adjective for how the little ten-year-old felt…

“Oops my bad, used a bit too much strength.”

“Lately you’ve been making sloppy plays in our games ever since that incident at school, don’t waste my time Svetlana.”

“Another Ace, what happened to my hyper little sister?”

Refusal to standby as her cherished siblings moved on without her, she started hanging around far closer than once before. At one time she messed around with them while they tested out different recreational fields. This time around she devoted herself to shadowing them, spending hours between the four to become the ultimate rival. They quickly accepted her, valuing her willingness to learn, and how good she got the more they played. Sadly this routine entered a decline after the little miss endangered the lives of her peers. Feedback came immediately, the young girl disappearing from her siblings’ enrichment altogether. Concerned, her mother opened up about what her father was up to, allowing her to write to the man weekly. The back-and-forth went on smoothly, little packages coming in some time ago. Among these packages was a stick, and this stick while puzzling to everyone else, became the highlight of her days. She took it wherever she went, gave her older brother a run for his money with it, and even regained a new flare.

"Hahaha, don't tell me you got weaker?"

"Wooooo, deuce!"

"I'm ready, round thirteen let's go."

"Oh, oh this was yours? Hahahahaha, past-tense bud!"

"Ahhh no issues here, big dogs roll but never over."

On her twelfth birthday he brought her to live with him in Terra Augurium, enrolling her into the school four years after.

Other: Svetlana is the personification of calm waters; hard to miss changes in mood, and easy enough to be ignored in her vastness. Ever since her family, she's been unable to make meaningful bonds. She's polite, nice, and good enough to get along with, but she doesn't take the feelings of others seriously, and has outfitted the hands-off approach to interaction as a whole. After all, why read the instruction manual if you can get it to work? Indulgence in selfishness is common to the point of reflex, and while she does have her moments, they're usually little whims that her kindness prevents from being shared. A sense of inferiority always hung overhead, and her best defense was to build a tower of self-assurance so high that it overshadowed others. She stood up to her inner turmoil by facing her siblings dead-on, thus making her very competitive, and or stubborn in the presence of those presumably greater. If that fails she'll retreat, rest, then rise to it once more. She's fairly simple like that. May have a minor father complex.

Iron-willed underdogs make her want to toss her arms in the air and cheer, the looks she got in the past after every hard fought match against her talented blood became stained-glass in her mind. She understood the feeling of "being on top", waiting for the day someone came along to best them, or the occasional "run-for-their-money". Growing-up with them, and those four years living alone with her father made her appreciate the method rather than the meat, the gore rather than the glory, the pain rather than the power.

Svetlana brandishes her bokken as one would a jian, and a katana. She's ambidextrous, burning gas for flashier moves at the most random of times. Shadowing her siblings has given her a solid physique, better motor-skills, and strong environmental awareness. Battle damage keeps fighters sharp, so the odd bandage on her person might as well be a fashion choice.

The sword she carries was carved from the tough trunk of an Oakenshade tree. These trees are said to be many millennia old, taking in the mana of the earth, and becoming thinly-known as steady moderators. Fun fact, the stick she received in the mail was Oakenshade wood, accompanied by a note that encouraged her to focus on it everyday. This practice unlocked her newfound "Spacial Blade", and no more surges of magic had taken place.

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Name:Ami Leii
Age:12
Class: P
Program: I
Caster Type: Vene Navitas
Tier: UF
Title: P,I,Vn, UF
Country of Origin: Terra Aquilonus
Background:Ami was born in Terra Aquilonus and has been around magic all her life. She is an only child to a fairly wealthy family. she has always been adventurous, rambunctious even. she would love playing hide and seek, which in Terra Aquilonus was more then just a simple game, it was a lesson in using their chameleon like skin. She also loved to learn. after what happened 2 years ago her parents where all but ready to send her to a different school, but Ami was adiment she wanted to learn from the number 1 school, she wasn't afraid of the politics. Her parents ended up allowing her to go to the school, which she is on her way to now.
Other:
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