Fantasy Beyond the Mist (Character Sheets)

[Malice Queen]

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• Land Form
• Water Form

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Name: Yora Zennidan

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Home Island: Atlantea

Species: Mermaid

Height: 6'7" – Water Form | 5'7" – Land Form

Weight: 135 lbs

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Red

Weapon: Trident

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• The Zennidan lineage has served the High Priests and Priestesses of Atlantea for generations, though most of the guardians have been males. Yora is an only child as her other siblings passed at very young ages – all three of them were boys. To all but her immediate family, Yora was seen as a curse on the family name. As the mermaid grew up she was always shunned by members of the Zennidan family: the adults would refuse to speak with or look her way, the children were ushered away and forced to shun her…Yora did not have a good life. When she was a teenager, Yora finally learned why the rest of the family hated her and in an attempt to change their minds Yora began training to become the next Guardian. Of course, many family members saw her determination as borderline heresy – only the males of their family were Guardians. To say that many family members were unsupportive of her endeavors would be an understatement.
  
  It took years for her to become an expert in fighting – learning from her father and an old veteran friend. Together the two taught her how to fight, use her powers effectively, and how to survive on land. Because of their efforts Yora has become as good as any male Guardian, maybe even better. Yet Yora would have to prove her loyalty and devotion before the rulers of Atlantea before she would be accepted as a Guardian.
  
  For High Pope Lancaster and High Saint Ophelia were more than happy to accept Yora as their daughter’s new guardian. The monarchy warned Yora that any neglect or misuse of her position would result in a severe punishment. While having a female as a guardian is, somewhat new, the monarchy thought it would be easier for Lunabella to relate more to a female guardian as opposed to a male.
  
  High Priest Cornelius sees Yora as someone who isn't worthy to protect his little sister, but this is understandable as he is overprotective, as most older siblings are. However, if Yora should prove that she is serious about her job and poses no harm to Luna, then he will see her as a worthy Guardian.
• An important detail to know about Yora is that she has a strong sense of duty and honor, despite her rather rough upbringing. She is a determined individual and once she sets her mind on something, it’s hard for her to deviate from her path until her goal had been achieved. Yora is a tough stone to crack, most of her true emotions are buried under a preference of keeping things professional but she often breaks her professionalism when it’s just her and Lunabella.
  
  Though Yora is an excellent warrior in many ways, she has her weaknesses. One being her tendency to become attached to those she has been chosen and often takes it upon herself to guarantee their mental and emotional safety as well as their physical. When it comes to her duties, Yora often takes any insult or injury to her charge personally.
• Water Manipulation – The ability to manipulate and control water as well as mold it into any desired shape or form.
  
  Aquatic Respiration – The ability to breath underwater, only available while in water form. Water Form only.
  
  Aquatic Life Communication – The ability to talk to aquatic lifeforms and understand their reactions.
  
  
  
  
• • Trident/Spear Proficiency
  
  • Survival
  
  • Running
  
  • Speedy Swimming
  
  
  
  

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[Blazinghookshot]

Name: James Drake

Age: 21

Home Island: Rasheth

Species: Human

Height: 6'0

Weight: 140 lbs

Eye Color: Black

Hair Color: Black

Weapon:Set of steels daggers

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Born and raised in Rasheth he often explored the opening of ruins and read books of adventure. At the age of 16 his parents died in a collapse in one of the ruins he was left with their jobs as excavation protection but was given a set of daggers and the encouragement of stealth. on one of the excavations he found a white crystal which infused with him. He later found out his 'excavation' group was a raid and explore group and left them in the darkness of night. He is unaware of the power of crystals and magic as he was only sent on excavations and often ignored.
• Quiet, Shy, Introverted and adventurous.
• Has the power of ice but is unaware of it.
• stealth, cooking,assassination

 

[Noxx Hollow]

Name: Kaze

Age: 30

Gender: Female

Home Island: Ervas

Species: Dragonkin (supposedly)

Height: 6' 0

Weight: 220lbs (including tail)

Eye Color: Bright orange

Hair Color: Jet black

Weapons: Sharp teeth, nails, and a five foot tail

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Kaze was born within the wilds after the calamity of mutations happened her brother who gave her the name and adopted the name Elkor for himself protected her from the trials and tribulations of growing up alone. During that time, they were still hatchlings strangers kept coming and going into the forest itself, they walked on two legs and looked nothing like the abominations around them, but acted just as monstrous smiting anything that dared step up; her brother being one of the few who weren’t killed. Kaze herself was too young to really understand what exactly what was happening the only thing she really knew was that her brother was getting hurt so that alone prompted her to attempt to protect him. Just as one of the humans attempted to blow Elkor away with a fireball Kaze stepped in the way, having no real strength of her own, it looked like she was just killing herself, but something happened when the ball of fire struck her it was absorbed by her body lighting up the spikes along her back and tail allowing her to shoot it right back.
  
  This was a very intriguing thing as she was believed to be the first creature in this mutated abomination of a forest that could use something, anything that resembled magic; it was predicted that one day these creatures would get the ability to do so but not this early in its staged. Finding her very interesting she was taken from her home right on the spot, little Elkor could do nothing to save his little sister try and me might they just brushed him off with no real effort. Taken from her family and raised in the village as a creature to be studied.
  
  Life in the village was no better than out in the forest, but being so young the memories of where she came from faded into a scattered dream lost in her subconscious. Growing older brought more mutations, spines grew up her back and a tail sprouted from her backside, Kaze got to be powerful physically much stronger than any human thrown at her so it was only natural to allow her to officially join and become a hunter. Curious nature blossomed and soon the wonders of the world beyond captivated her more than anything on Ervas.
  
• Kaze will always do what she feels is right and align her alliance with whom ever furthers her cause. Other than her crusade Kaze is very abrasive, confrontational, and stubborn, it take a lot to make her back down from anyone so much so its not even worth it half of the time, she is compassionate and self-sacrificing when the situation calls for it; Kaze will willingly use her body as a shield to protect her fellow warriors or the innocents.
• To call it pyrokinesis is wrong in a way as it doesn’t feel like magic when she performs it, Kaze’s body can take in heat energy and convert it into an attack that can then be expelled from her mouth. The ending result is usually her signature blue flame if she isn’t tired or sick in which case she will produce a red or orange flame. Kaze can control what she releases and is able to stop at any stage in the combustion process, concentrating enough she can force the fire to burn hotter thus turning it a different color.
• Kaze is an amazing tracker and hunter blessed with an adaptive mind able to create traps and lures so she doesn't have to waste so much energy chasing down her pray

 

[Nothingness]

Name: Hiroshi Yoshimitsu

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Home Island: Zofrana

Species: Human

Height: 6'3''

Weight: 198 lb

Eye Color: Emerald Green

Skin Color: Peach

Hair Color: Silver White with Pink Streaks

Weapon: Electrified Enhanced Katana & Combat Dagger, Clawed Gauntlets; one having vials of gems that are infused with electricity while the other has three vials of an orange liquid substance.

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills
• Weaknesses

• HISTORY GOES HERE
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  Aside from his usual quiet nature, Hiroshi can be considered a type of strange but carefree type of individual. It's not that he doesn't care for others but it's more the type of thing that if he notices that someone can take care of themselves perfectly fine, he will not be the type to get into the middle of something that might be pointless for him to bother with. However, he is not the type to be completely cold and heartless; if someone is being harmed he will waste no time to go assist them and not bother asking for any sort of reward in the end.
  Although, he is also quite the curious person; when something is being spoken about and it is on something he had never heard about before or even if it is about something that catches his interest, he will also tend to join in whatever would be going on to see and know further information about what he was curious about. ​
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  >>Electrical Manipulation<<
  Even without the use of his gauntlets, Hiroshi is able to harness the very will and power of electricity from either technology or even lightning in the palm of his hand. Although the control of the power is much more stable with the gauntlets, he is still able to wield the element in the palm of his hands even with just plain flesh. Whenever there is a storm however, the strength and power of his electricity increases dramatically but comes at the price that the more he uses it during the storm; the more his arms will start to burn they practically become unusable all together and eventually have to be amputated
  
  >>Chi Empowerment<<
  This technique tends to be the one major of the major abilities that is normally seen used by Hiroshi. Although it is not immediately clear by just plain sight most of the time due to him channeling only slight bits of his chi at a time; whenever he ends up using his chi at a higher extent however; a slight 'aura' would easily be seen coating over his body changing between three different colors of 'red' 'yellow' or 'blue', depending on how much of his energy and chi he mixes together at once. This allowing him to move much quicker, hit harder, take hits much more easily and if given enough energy to focus upon he can even turn it into an actual ranged attack.
  
  >>Kinetic Control<<
  Although Hiroshi much prefers never to wield this power or even resort to using it due to him finding it an 'unfair advantage' over his enemy at times. He will tend to use this only in a state of emergency against his enemy or as a need of retreat if he truly must. Normally when used as in combat, it can be used almost as a sort of 'catalyst' to increase the mass and speed of his strike to do a much more lethal blow upon his enemy with any sort of way whether it is with an object or his own physical strikes. Other times, if it comes down to it; he can even use it to decrease the weight around the bottom of his feet as a sort of assistant to help him retreat by moving at a ridiculous amount of speed.​
• Cooking || Eating || Sleeping || Climbing || Master Swordsmanship || Adapting to situations/environments || Strategist || Unarmed Combat || Drawing || Botanist || Hunting / Gathering || Quick Reflexes ||
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  H20
  Although he can control the electricity that runs through his body easily and is normally impossible to really electrocute him. Water is still not his greatest friend due to the fact that the water will end up cancelling out his ability to use his electricity rather rapidly. He maybe able to force the electricity to come out but this will both come at the risk that he will burn himself out internally and end up possibly frying his internal organs and hurt anyone that might be around him.
  
  Unstable Chi
  Of course, even though Hiroshi maybe able to control his chi at will. That will not mean that everyone around him will always have what is considered 'pure' chi, there are still those around that have what is considered 'dark' chi which normally would be those who have ambitions that would consist of killing if not murder. Due to the control of his chi being still slightly new to him, Hiroshi is unable to tend to control his power when it is around others who have high control of their chi as well and with this; it can end up leading him to be unable to even use the ability whatsoever.
  
  G-Force
  When using his power over kinetic energy, another concern that he has against using it is due to his own safety as well. Although his body can handle a certain limit of how quick he can move with it; the power is still new to him just as how the chi control is. However, unlike throwing or using an item or weapon to increase it's speed and mass; if he does this to his own body to retreat, if he lowers his own mass too much while at the same time increasing his speed too much it tends to stretch his flesh and put strain upon his bones that will make him feel as though his body is ripping in two in the speed of how he moves. This leaving him highly unstable and vulnerable for several moments once he actually comes to a stop.​

 

[Cheshire Grin]

Landwalker​

Name:
Lunabella I. Silverheart

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Home Island:
Atlantea

Species:
Mermaid

Height:
Mermaid - 6'5
Landwalker - 5'6

Weight:
H-How rude~

Eye Color:
Milk blue

Hair Color:
White

Weapon:
High Priests and Priestesses aren't allowed to carry weapons. But she prefers to use a rapier.

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Lunabella was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, a privileged life the moment she was born. Unlike her older sibling, Lunabella wasn't supposed to be born. In fact, her birth was an accident. The High Pope and High Saint were planning to have only one child, a son to run the Temple of the Dark God. Of course, after getting a daily checkup by the royal doctor, it was there the High Saint was told she was pregnant once again. Shocked by this sudden revelation, the couple decided to keep her. Once she was born, they noticed something...different. Unlike the rest of the family, who were a slight mixture of both the Northern and Southern climates, Lunabella was pure white, the color of the moon. Her eyes were beautiful, but they had learned an unfortunate truth behind the milky blue eyes. Lunabella was blind
  
  Named Beautiful moon, Lunabella was raised with care, her family believing she was touched by Mother Crystal, a sign she was supposed to be the one in charge of the temple. So once she was old enough, Lunabella was taught the ways of the Atlantean and how to be the High Priestess she was meant to be. Of course, it wasn't as easy with her. Unlike everyone else,
  she couldn't see. This didn't stop her from trying to make her parents proud and show she wasn't the helpless second born. During her training, her brother thought it would be best for her to be trained with a weapon. Of course, the parents were against it, mainly because it was against the rules for Priests and Priestesses to have weapons. Thankfully, her brother convinced his parents to at least let her train with on.
  
  So she had to try and pick something, she wasn't strong enough to pick up heavy weapons and she wasn't too fond of using scepters. Somehow, her family found out she was about to use a rapier despite being blind. Even though she trained hard with the rapier, she had to abide by the rules. She was ok with this since her family had guardians to protect them, Lunabella didn't have to worry about holding a weapon. While many know it was her job to take care of the main temple of the Mother Crystal, but a small handful know the real reason. Lunabella has a rare ability. However, for her own protection, she was never told the reason why she was to take care of the temple, only that it was her job.
  
  Recently, Lunabella has been doing just that. Taking care of the main temple and speaking to those who had come to see her or speak to the Mother Goddess. However, Lunabella hasn't told anyone that she has been hearing strange voices, she doesn't know where they are coming from, she is too afraid to say something so she just puts up a brave face to the best of her ability.
• - Terrified of small things
  - Caring
  - Calm at times
  - Motherly
  - Mature
  - Can get confused easily
  - Knows right from wrong
  - Forgiving
  - Loving
  -More to come when rp starts
• Holy Gift
  Water Manipulation
  Siren Song
  Mermaid Physiology
  
• - Singing without using her power
  - Comforting
  - Pottery
  - Puzzle solving
  - Drawing
  - Cooking
  - Crafting

 

[Andraus]

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Name: Sor'rue Malkavian

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Home Island: Shiloh

Species: Human

Height: 6'7

Weight: 215lb

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Brown

Weapon: Laser Musket, Chain-saw Sword, Incendiary Grenades

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• A man of fierce commitment and devotion, Sor'rue is a six year combat veteran, having begun his fight to defend his people at the age of sixteen. However, this devotion goes much deeper- Sor'rue is a marked human, bearing the symbol of the crystal on his skin, embedded over his heart. The fragment, as the doctors stated, kept him alive, for his heart is simply not strong enough, and in normal cases, the child would've been killed. It was as if the goddess herself gave him a chance of life, so in return for saving his life, he promised to protect all of creation for her.
  
  Joining the Order of the Sword at a young age, Sor'rue pushed himself to exceed the limits of his physical deformity. He was always looking to help those in his home city of Galamos, taking on tasks that required physical strength or wit, such as delivering rations, carrying water, herding animals, or helping the elderly. At the age of sixteen, his life of 'fame' began. Shortly before spring of that year, the Walls of light (Walls that keep unwanted people out of specific areas by vaporizing them with lightning and fire) that protected the city were damaged by a storm, thus allowing monsters on the outside to breach the defense barricade.
  
  While the city was told to evacuate, Sor'rue rallied the other initiates in his order to mount a defense against these creatures. Using makeshift weapons, firebombs, mixed unit tactics, and traps, they managed to push back the creatures. That was when Sor'rue learned he could manipulate magic- He manipulated the elements of the earth around him, trapping monsters and allowing them to finish them off. One such monster, however, Sor'rue saw was injured and clearly starving. Keeping it in it's cage, he built it's trust towards him, and eventually, it started following him. He could use the very monsters of this world to defend his home
  
  Using the gifts his crystal gave him, he quickly rose in the ranks of the Order of the Sword, beating back monsters where he had too and taming them when he could. He has built an impressive repertoire of monsters, most of which he breeds to give his island an added defense against the hostile monsters outside the walls. At age 22, he is in his prime, and leads a contingent of the Order's men into battle against Any and all threats to his homeland. Some have taken to calling him 'The Beast Master', for his unorthodox use of monsters during hunting and combat missions. It is rumored that he is to eventually take over as the Proctor of the Order of the Sword.
• Devoted and faithful to a fault, He is an honorable individual, showing compassion and mercy towards the innocent, and a vindictive justice towards his enemies. He believes wholeheartedly in Shiloh's method's, as keeping the people alive and safe is his number one concern. Despite his strong devotion towards Shiloh's cause, he is not blind- he knows things are rather brutal in the city, and hopes one day thing can be different.
• ABILITIES GO HERE – Earth Manipulation
• SKILLS GO HERE – Arnis Combat, Taming, Field/Emergency Medical Treatment, Cooking, Historian.

 

[Kent]

Name:

Age: 25

Gender Male

Home Island: Shiloh

Species: Human

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 168 lbs

Eye Color: Artic Blue

Hair Color: White

Weapon:
Rapier
White Clawed Gauntlet
Two Chakrams
A couple enchanted talismans

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• 
  Kleid vi Weisenman. The son of Kevan Weisenman and Ellene Weisenman, both officers of the Sword, both were well-known and respected. His parents were benevolent, keen on helping other people unlike the some other officers who were cruel and mistreated the weak.. A mission was assigned to his parents by the higher ups. 'Root the corrupt out of the sword'. The orders from the higher-ups were absolute, even if their lives were at risk. They did so and began detaining suspects of corruption. Not one, but many officers despised and threatened them because of this, but that didn't stop them. They continued despite the dangers and apprehended more of them. One night, his parents were assassinated. By whom? Their fellow officers, of course. Stabbed at the back while returning home. News spread fast, until it eventually reached the ears of the boy who was waiting for the return of his parents. Struck by sorrow. He cried all night, but he remembered what his father said before that day.
  
  "Son, we may not be here for long. So, I want you to stay strong. Don't lose hope and don't let vengeance consume you. live your life to the fullest. I am sure that you will someday find a special somebody that will make you happy."
  "Why are you talking like that dad?" He asked. His dad just smiled.
  
  He attended the Academy of Shiloh. He exceeded at many things. He was clever and often praised by his teachers and fellow classmates, but he was a loner. He refused to mingle with others, but Erina, who was a childhood friend of his tried her best to cheer him up. She did crazy things which eventually made Kleid crack. Erina changed Kleid to his state before. Kleid was optimistic again, competitive and reckless. They were always together. It was hard to separate them, just like twins. Both of them graduated from the Academy, with both of them earning the highest honor award. They then joined the sword. Erina's parents expected her to join the hammer, but for some reason, he followed Kleid to the sword. They quickly rose in ranks and were now officers of the sword. They were great officers, but often caused trouble. He also has feelings for Erina and would do everything to protect her.
  
• Daring and Proud. Kleid has a very calm personality when it comes to fighting, he always remain unperturbed and composed when engaged in a fight. Some say, he even smiles. He is Clear headed and Clever, able to form plans in short amount of times. However, he can sometimes be careless and reckless. He has a drive to protect those who cannot protect themselves and help those who are in need. Kleid would go as far as to put himself in difficult situations for others' benefits. His greatest fear is losing someone who he is dear to him. He is also quite an adventurer, always wanting to venture out to places he has never gone nor seen before. He is also known to be a competitive person who heavily dislikes losing. He is easy to get along with. He can sometimes get serious when need be.
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  Aerokinesis, the power to manipulate air.
  
  "Run faster, slow poke, you wont catch me at that rate." A playful banter. She didn't look behind her in fear of getting overtaken. They were headed upstream. What was supposedly training turned into something more... childish. Kleid had to catch up. Losing was not an option for him. He sped up and was able to reach her side. Being next to her, he teased her. "You are pretty slow, you know"
  "Slow? Me? Really?" A grin on her face. She turned her head to see him already by her side. A slight annoyance built up in her. She wanted to win. "You're not winning." She declared as she saw the smile on his face. Kleid thought that he was winning. A realization crept up on her, if he's not winning, he wouldnt let her win, too. Only one way to fix this. Kleid turned to look at her then, realization registered on his face. It was already too late. "Well damn, if..." she turned to tackle him the next second, not leting him finish. They were knocked on the ground. "Owwwwww." She whimpered lightly. Maybe it wasn't the best decision. "Ouch, that hurts" He opened his eyes and noticed Erina was on top of him and her face was too close to his. "E- E- Erina! Get off me" He was blushing. His face was now red. But she stradled him and pulled herself closer teasingly. "This bothering you, Kleid~?" She sang sweetly. He sighed and smiled. He grabbed her. This closet pervert. "Perhaps it is" He said. He then turned both of them over. Kleid was now at the top. "You lose." He then stood up and tried to run.
  "As if!" She was about to reach for him, to trip him, but something caught her eye. She paused for a while, enough to have Kleid run off properly. But she called to him. "Kleid... check this out." She moved slowly. She crawled towards the stream... towards the glimmer that shone just a while ago. He stopped and sighed. He turned around. "If this is one of your tricks to get me-" Something then shone. It was from the stream. Perhaps Erina was telling the truth, he thought. He walked towards Erina. He reached out his hand. "Let's get you standing ." He said. Despite their rivalry, he still heavily cared for her. "You don't like me on my knees?" She mumbled more to herself than him as she took his hand, never letting her eyes leave the direction of the flare. She walked towards it, almost dragging and forgetting the man that held her hand. "A woman like you still has pride and kneeling is not befitting for a beauty like you" He tried to flatter her. He then walked towards the scream. He was right behind her. As they approach the stream, they noticed the glow in the water. "Flatteries, you're good at that." She grinned lightly and knelt by the banks of the stream, curious about the glow in the water. "But what do you think these are?" Two shining stones. They were bright and beautiful. One blue, one white. Definitely more precious than anything she's seen before. "Perhaps I am" He grinned back. He then knelt next to her and looked at the gems. "That would sell a lot, but it is rather too beautiful to sell," He paused, "Perhaps turn it into an accessory? Either way, im taking the white one"
  "That leaves me with blue. Thank you, Mother, for showing us the way." She made a small prayer-like gesture. "We could make them into those weird lovey-dovey couple things that boring people have." She teased. "If you wish. I wouldn't mind." He said. He is perfectly fine with her teasing him, she always do it everyday and now he grew accustomed to it. "Also, we are wasting time here." He said "Let's get this over with and proceed with our training" "No such things as wasted time with youu~" She sang as she reached towards the beautiful stone. "How sweet." He comented and reached for the stone as well. The moment they made contact with it, something strange happened. it wasn't something easily explained. Her eyes widened, and her eyes darted to her lover only to find his eyes on her as well. "What the fuck?" They said in unison.
  
• CQC-Close-quarter combat
  Basic First Aid
  Tracking
  Swordsmanship/Fencing
  Use of range weaponry
  Advanced Military Training
  

 

[CyrilAndCompany]

Name: Enzo

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Home Island: Zofrana

Species: Half-Faye

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 134 ibs

Eye Color: Purple

Hair Color: White

Weapon: Necromancy/Skeletal servant named Moundshroud

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Enzo is not someone that anyone would typically associate with. At a very young age, Enzo has had a fascination with corpses after he saw two strangers slaughter each other in the street. Now most people would run and hide or find an official of the law. Enzo isn't most people Ever since that day, Enzo had taken to using all the time he had dissecting bodies and learning about their inner workings. He loves making small talk with strangers by telling random facts about the body. Eventually his search for knowledge led him outside the city walls and even further beyond the reaches of his home island. Eventually, Enzo awoke to some latent ,magical power. Something about him having fae blood in his veins. He knows because he tasted a drop of his own blood. With his newfound magical ability, Enzo began to study it and eventually he resurrected an old skeleton which now serves him as a guardian. Enzo named it Moundshroud, cause he felt like it.
• The word eccentric doesn't even begin to describe Enzo. Enzo is a man who is spontaneous and bizarre at every possible turn. However, Enzo is a man of morals and principles. Never has he killed a man, despite the amount of bodies he has dissected. He just knows where to look for fresh corpses and has a keen nose for spilled blood. He has gotten into fights but he does his best to avoid killing people. Though he does not do it out of a sense of pacifism or mercy. He does not kill simply so he can prevent the world viewing him as a true monster. He believes as long as he doesn't step too far over the line, he can't be at fault.
• Thunder Magic/Necromancy
• Advanced knowledge of biology. Advanced surgery. Undead familiar (Moundshroud)

 

[Black Jade]

//WIP\\

P E R S O N A

Appearance:

Hair Color: Dark Blue
Eye Color: Blue
Modifications: Tongue Piercing, and ear piercing​

Personality: Aeres is a un, silent, kept, and weird introvert who doesn't like to talk. She's silent practically 100 percent of the time, and it's a rare thing to see her show emotion, not less to even BE happy.

H I S T O R Y

Bio: WIP
Eh

Aeres Miaka Hyu​

Alias: The Blazing Mistress​

B A S I C

Age: 19
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130 ib
Gender: Female
Species: Paradox
Home Island: Patenuia

M I S C

Abilitis:
Enhanced Physicl Capabilities: She has a stronger body physically and mentally than any human, being faster, stronger, and strong willed.

The Eye of Cronus: She has the eye of the God, Titan, and Entity of time, Cronus. It connects her to the timeline, and gives her a bunch of different time related abilities.

Darkness: Her main ability, where she is able to manipulate darkness, shadows, and the shadow realm.

Inventory: A short-blade that is clung to the left side of her waist on a belt.

Skills:

Calm and cool, a classic leader
Physically enhance
Smart as hell
Cute​

EXTRA

Likes:

Sleeping
Pleasant Dreams
Food
Warm places​

Dislikes:

Being Hungry
Mornings
Exerting too much energy to exhaustion
Her weaknesses​

Other: She likes to do magic

 

[KuroBara]

Name: Akira Adhern

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Home Island: Ervas

Species: Raven

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 124 lbs

Eye Color: Silver

Hair Color: Black

Weapon: Black throwing knives, bow and arrows

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Before Akira was even born her father was killed on a hunting trip. The only details that she knew regarding the mishap was that one of the hunters had misjudged to location of the beast leading to her father being brutally murdered and beaten to the point of his body being unrecognisable. Her mother on the other hand had passed while giving birth to her due to a very brutal cold she had contracted while pregnant. She was then raised by the elders of the village, from birth the elders had always told her that she was a quiet child who never fussed, complained or demonstrated any real signs of emotions.
  
  While growing up she had never had a desire to play with the other children but simply requested to be left alone to read the history of the island, fly around the secure village areas, or to go and spend time with other creatures. The only other children that she ever spent time with were the Stormraven children as they always invited her over and didn’t treat her like the rest of the village children did. They didn’t move away from her looking scared or disgusted and although these actions didn’t affect her in any emotional way, she in reality enjoyed the solitude, she found it simply easier to avoid others in total.
  
  At the young age of 5 the elders started to train her in combat and she showed the skill her father had once shown, learning rapidly and with ease, when she turned 10 they had decided that she was capable enough to accompany the other hunters to test if she was ready to be one herself. On her first trip she had tagged along she had successfully killed a beast on her own and since has been one of the leading hunters for her village.
  
  One day after a couple years of being a hunter she noticed that Cailea and Jerva had been gone for longer than anticipated. She had decided to tell her hunting group that she wouldn’t be able to make it out on the trip they were scheduled to go on that day and instead went out looking for Cailea and Jerva. When she had finally found Cailea it was only to learn that Jerva had been killed and that she had been making her way back home. Unfortunately when they had returned to the village they discovered that Cailea’s father had been killed on the trip that Akira had skipped out on. He had died due to the inefficiency of the team without her there.
  
  Although she knew anyone else would feel guilty or at fault for this mishap, Akira didn’t really feel anything but a slight sadness for the hardships that her only friend had suffered in that single day. She also knew that this was due to the lack of emotion she had felt her entire existence. Regardless she continued to offer help to the Stormraven family and although she wasn’t any help with the younger children she often helped Cailea’s mother with the household chores instead.
• Akira is a very quiet untrusting raven. She has trouble expression her emotions and thoughts to others and often overthinks situations. She is a girl with a plan and never acts without one. She is very serious and has trouble understand jokes that others in the village enjoy making. She is often found alone if not with her hunting troops.
• Flight and Aerokinesis, the power to manipulate air.
• kira is skilled at tracking, hunting, use of range weaponry, socialization with creatures, and aerial combat.

Name: Josh Theyrill

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Home Island: Valone

Species: Wolf

Height: 6’2”

Weight: 153 lbs

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Black

Weapon: Claws and teeth, small plain knife

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Josh is a metal worker for his tribe located at the bottom of some mountains, every couple of years they relocate to the base of a few different mountains as they deem it the safest area for protection against the harsh cold climate of their island. He is the eldest of seven with two younger brothers and four younger sisters, all of which are wolves along with his tribe. Due to his father being a hunter and sometimes being away for weeks at a time, Josh has become more of a father figure than his own. This has made him a rather protective wolf to those around him. Although he understands the importance of safety in numbers and the mountains, he dreams of traveling beyond the tribe and mist. He can’t help thinking that there is more to the power of the crystal than keeping islands afloat in the sky and giving humans elemental powers.
• Josh is a very caring wolf and is good with pups. He tends to be a little too protective of others sometimes and is willing to put himself in harm’s way to ensure the safety of others. Being a metal smith has made him rather strong in body build and in thought as well. Once he makes a decision he always goes through with it but is also very quick to admit his own mistakes. He views those who can’t admit their errors as weak and selfish. He has a strong sense of family and is always willing to see the good in others.
• Josh simply has abnormal strength and agility.
• He is especially skilled at making small weapons such as speak heads, different styles of knifes and daggers, he is capable of making a strong, light weight sword but doesn’t like to as he deems them bulky and inefficient. He is also an exceptional climber and is quite skilled at moving around with absolute silence.

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

Name: Nicoleta Constantin

Age: 19

Home Island: The Caravan of the Mist

Species: Human (The Aburi)

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 122 Lbs

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Black

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Though it is before the written history of the Aburi, some of the oldest songs say that the Caravan of the Mist first took flight just before the ending of the hundred years of strife, before the Church of the Lady of the Crystal rolled across Shiloh. A few small vessels, holding just as few families fleeing persecution. Only the High Mother herself knows how the pact was first made, but in the history since, no other fleet has since successfully inter-navigated the islands. It was into this caravan, but much more recently, that Nicoleta and her twin sister Ilyanova were born. Daughters of a dula and a healer, their upbringing was particularly steeped in the myths and traditions of their nomadic people, and it surprised no one when they eventually showed magical aptitude. With such a small community, any female child of the Aburi who shows such talent is taken to study with the High Mother, and from them one is chosen to inherit the title, and act as protector, leader, and wayfinder.
  
  Competitive from the time they could walk, putting both girls in line for leadership of the caravan pushed their rivalry into high gear. However, while Nicoleta had inherited her father's wit and intelligence, Ilyanova's gift of patience and focus lent themselves more naturally to the teaching of Mistwalking. Ilyanova, at the age of eighteen, inherited the caravan in a ceremony at the side of the High Mother's death bed, where the old woman passed the Heart of the Aburi, the large crystal relic of the High Mothers, to Nicoleta's sister. While she accepted that it was stupid, Nicoleta was furious ... her sister was, once and for all, the victor ... she was leader of the caravan, it didn't matter how quickly Nicoleta could finish breakfast, or who could tie a better knot.
  
  No, Nicoleta refused to accept that her sister was superior, and in a fit of jealousy, she snuck into her sister's new chambers and secreted away the Heart of the Aburi. Sneaking to the front of the ship in the dead of night, she planned to open a corridor though the mists, to prove that she was just as capable of navigating as her sister ... but she was wrong. The crystal began to glow, the mists began to part, and all at once everything went wrong. The ship lurched forward as a fell wind began to blow, pulling the mists down over the craft. The crystal began to grow brighter, and brighter, until the light began to burn her hand. Ilyanova, roused by the swaying of the vessel, ran to her sister, trying to pull the crystal from her hand, but Nicoleta couldn't let go. The next few minutes are a blur. The crystal broke, and sent out some kind of blastwave. Nico fell overboard ... and then, nothing ...
  
  She awoke in a burning desert, the heat of day pouring down on her, a large shard of crystal embedded in her hand. She wandered into Valier a few days later, half-dead, sun-baked, desperate for water and shade, the crystal fragment dangling from a cord around her neck.. She traded her finery for more protective garb, and used the money to secure lodgings. As funds ran dry, Nicoleta began picking pockets to fill her plate, and fund her search for a way off Rasheth. However, with little on the burnt island to draw her people, her best chance was to find a way to contact her sister ... or it was, before the mists peeled back. Now Nicoleta has once again sold all of her earthly possessions, intent on finding passage off Rasheth
• While analytical, intelligent, and even witty, Nicoleta, or Nico, is also fiery, impulsive, and brash. She leaps without looking, thinking she's planned for everything. She suffers a lack of confidence, but covers it up with bravado, and will get indignant when faced with failure or criticism. While she tends to keep her walls up, those who get past them will find her incredibly loyal, sensitive, even gregarious. Everyone else will probably find her loud, bossy, and opinionated.
• Nico has the gift of the Aburi, wind magic of a very specific nature. At her current skill level, Nicoleta can "send" small, hand-held object to a location within 100 feet. She can also "receive" specific objects that she's touched, and that fit the same size criteria. At greater levels she can send larger objects, herself, and then herself and a particular weight limit of other creatures or materials.
• While not as magically gifted as her twin, Nico is agile and quick, physically and mentally. A talented acrobat, a skilled pickpocket, a capable locksmith, and a reasonably skilled knife-fighter, Nicoleta is also, by her upbringing, familiar with sailing skyships.

 

[Master of the House]

Name: Erina Santi

Age: 25

Gender : Female

Home Island: Shiloh

Species: Human

Height: 5'9"

Weight: "You don't need to know that.

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: White

Weapon: Twin swords and Daggers. (Blades)

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• "So you want to know about me? Well what can I say... I'm a simple girl with a simple life. My parents were a part of The order of the Hammer. Smart people. They think it's such a waste that I wanted to hold a sword and reinforce the law of my home. But the Mother had different plans for me. Oh who's the mother? The lady of the Crystal, of course. Why do I call her mother? Well, she feels like a mother to me. I feel that she watches my every action and guides me along the way. I believe in destiny and I believe that she wrote it for me. Oh holy mother, blessed be your name. I was raised to be religious and I thank my parents for that; they thought that the rituals and traditions would help me develop a deeper connection to my home, and they were right. It definitely helped me out with Kleid. Kleid oh Kleid, a childhood friend, a rival, a lover? We've been through a lot together. He's my closest friend. He annoys the hell out of me; he loves competing with me, I dont know why. We both know I'm better. I love taking care of him... and doing better than him. Heh... I guess I love him. We grew up together, I guess. We went to the same school, took mostly the same classes, we're almost always together haha it's scary. Other than tat, I'm at church. Umm that's pretty much it?"
• Strange and religious, but nowhere near holy. Erina believes that energy, and even life itself, originates from the crystals that are found in the islands. Her daily routine and even her fighting style revolves around tradition and rituals. Everything she does is some sort of worship done for the glory of her deity that she calls "Mother". Often boastful, but within reason. She believes that hardwork should be prized and respected. She gives praise to things that deserve praise, more often than not this applies to herself. Skillful and dedicated. Her pride has a basis; she trusts in her own ability but doesn't overestimate herself. She is well aware of her limitations and capabilities, unfortunately, Erina is reckless and will gamble on luck a lot of times, believing that the Mother has a plan for her and will guide her. Despite her devotion for her deity, Erina is not likely to be a saint any time soon. She could be vile and insensitive. Kinky and a closet-pervert.
• Ability to manipulate water (Later in the RP)
• Swordsmanship | Ability to wield anything that has a sharp point | Cooking | Singing | Basic Medical Knowledge | Tactical Knowledge | Basic Survival Skills | Basic Crafting Skills

 

[ViolntSian]

The Nomad Twins

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Name: Altissia Rivetskiee | Altair Rivetskiee

Age: 28 years old

Gender: Altissia - Female Altair - Male

Home Island: Valone

Species: Human(Shaman)

Height: Altissia: 5'11'' Altair: 6'2''

Weight: Altissia: 137lb Altair: 165lb

Eye Color: Both have Hazel eyes

Hair Color: Altissia: Dirty Blonde Altair: Dark Brown

Weapon: Sword and spear(which can be disassembled)

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• History
• Personality
• Abilities
• Skills

• Known for their family's wealth despite their homeland, Valone, these two have taken up the role of their grandmother, Rameha. The role of the shaman. They never fully understood why their parents did not follow Rameha's footsteps and focused on getting their family rich instead. It was no problem to them though, until one point in time they drowned in a sea of debts. Apparently, their father's gambling intoxicated him too much that more than half of their money had gone in the ice cold wind of Valone. Their mother wasn't any better. She had traded off their rations for fancy yet useless pieces of clothing that she would never wear due to the harsh cold weather. While these were happening, the twins were isolated in the mountains, busy training with their grandmother for their shaman skills and with another fellow villager whom taught them how to fight and survive in the wild. By the time they had come back home and had learned of the news, they knew they had to solve the problem. And with the growing mass of evil and miasma, they figured their abilities as shaman could earn a few coins. In order for them to earn more, they have to set out for the other islands where shamans are rarely seen and witnessed. Hopefully their theories were true...
• Both have developed sarcasm as they grew up with their greedy parents. Devilish and unintentional troublemakers (especially Altair). Open minded and unpredictable yet cautious to everything, these two are often seen in a brooding face but in all honesty, they are just figuring out which way is the right way to go since both have no sense of direction. Both developed resourcefulness during training, and often times the two would argue which would either lead to a heated fight or a long treatment of the cold shoulder. They never forget what a certain person did, especially if it was something horrible, holding the grudge against them and are not afraid to use it when the opportunity comes. Stubborn and may not look like it but both care deeply for their family.
• Their abilities as shamans include the ability to converse with animals and nature, sharp senses, healing small injuries or at least lessen the fatality. They could also make themselves look unnoticeable, as if their whole being are a part of nature itself like a twig of a tree, which makes a person to just pass a glance at them but never really "seeing" them.
• The twins took up the sword, bow, and spear. They also took a few lessons in close combat range. As said, both are resourceful. They can make a weapon or something out of scraps. Withstand harsh weathers, go on for a week without food, climb trees and swim. They have excellent memory... except in wayfinding.

 

[Roleplay Skittle]

WIP​

Name: Cailea Stormraven

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Home Island: Ervas

Species: Human

Height: 5'10

Weight: 170 lbs

Eye Color: Heterochromia, left brown/right blue

Hair Color: Brown

Weapon: Longbow, one-handed axe, hunting knife

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• History
• Personality
• Skills

• Cailea was born to one of the tribes of Ervas. She was never a particularly cheerful child, in fact, she was generally quite solemn. Unlike the other children her age, Cailea was very observant. Rather than play and act out adventures with those that she could call her friends, she instead studied the activities of the adults around her and by doing so quickly learned menial tasks. She assisted with repairs to their treetop home, helped craft equipment and other necessities.
  
  When she was six-years-old, her parents began to entrust her with looking out for her younger siblings as necessary. Both of her parents were hunters and so they often needed to leave the village for extensive periods of time when they went out on the hunt. Cailea, or Cai as her village came to call her, had proven herself trustworthy and so her parents didn’t have any qualms with leaving her in charge.
  
  While being a rather stoic individual, she was still a child and while she often would hesitate to ask for help, if keeping her younger siblings under control and preventing them from doing unthinkable things such as walking from the platforms that made their home and falling to their deaths, meant she had to ask for help, she did. It was around this time that the village realized that Cai was not the only child in the village that was somewhat unique in nature and it was then that she was introduced to Akira.
  
  When Akira wasn’t reading about the history of the island, training in combat, or flying through the secure areas, she was invited to spend time with Cailea and the older of her younger siblings as they helped the village by crafting baskets or learning to weave fabric while some of the other parents in the village watched Cailea’s youngest siblings.
  
  By the time that Cai was ten, she realized that she really wanted to follow in her parents’ footsteps and become a hunter, partially because she wanted to join Akira as her only friend in the village had already been training as a hunter for some time. Her mother and father were against it, determined that hunting was by far the most dangerous of the professions the village needed and that she had already proven herself so adept at all of the other tasks she had undertaken out of either boredom or just to keep her siblings busy that she should choose another position. She fought with her parents over this for three more years, their opinions were unmoving and when the time came to pass on the mantle of caretaker for her younger siblings down to her younger brother who was eleven at the time, Cailea had relented and decided to become a seeker instead.
  
  Because of her reserved and seemingly humorless persona, it was rather difficult for Cai to make any friends so being deprived of the chance to join Akira on the hunt was a bit disheartening. Most of the other children didn’t like being around her and didn’t even put in any effort of making her their friend because they had long since decided that she was too serious. But, acting as a third parent to her younger siblings had not only left Cailea with a great deal more patience than she already had, it had also made her incredibly kind-hearted and there was one child in the village besides Akira, who wasn’t related to her, that had seen this.
  
  His name was Jerva and he was training to be a seeker, just as she. Jerva was two years older than her and he had never really noticed her before they began training together and like the other children before, he had thought she was a humorless and indifferent creature at first glance.
  
  Through little actions that Cailea made towards him, such as sharing her lunch when he dropped his on the ground or mending a hole in his pack when he snagged it on a sharp branch, things that Cailea did out of habit from caring for her younger siblings, things she didn’t think twice about doing for someone that wasn’t her relation, it was through these actions that Jerva realized that she wasn’t at all like he had suspected and as he put in the effort to know her better, he discovered that she also wasn’t humorless.
  
  Over the next five years, Jerva and Cai grew closer together and the two, along with Akira, could often be found together when they weren’t out training in seeking or hunting. When Cailea was eighteen and Jerva was twenty, they prepared to be titled as full-fledged seekers. They went out to complete their last test before they graduated from novices, but it went horribly wrong.
  
  They were tracking a beast and hadn’t realized that one was slowly barreling down on them until it was too late. In their haste to escape, they began to climb a tree, only to have the giant wild boar slam its body into the tree in a fit of rage at them being in its territory. Cailea managed to hold onto the vines twining around the tree, but Jerva wasn’t so lucky.
  
  On the third strike of the boar’s body against the trunk, Jerva fell. He clung to one of the boar’s great tusks for as long as he could and as he did so, Cailea found purchase in the tree and began firing arrows, trying to save her fallen friend. Jerva eventually fell and as the boar prepared to ram the tree again, Cailea jumped from the tree and landed on the creature’s face, her landing off, her shin crashed into the beast’s upper tusk and became wedged, her bone snapping as the boar jerked to slam its face against the tree, the only thing stopping her from being crushed in the process being the thick tusk between her and the trunk.
  
  There was little time for her to think as she clung to the muzzle of the giant boar, but she only needed a moment as she saw that Jerva’s spear had become entangled in the vines on the tree, just as the tusk she was currently held by had. wincing at the pain and letting out a loud groan, she used her legs to hang on to the tusk as she quickly reached with both hands to snag the fallen spear, the weapon yanked free from the vines as the boar pulled away from the tree. It was then a matter of moving herself to a position where she had enough leverage and a short enough distance between herself and the boar’s eye before Jerva’s spear was driven into the creature’s eye socket, a loud piercing screech being released by the giant animal before its running ceased as it crashed to the ground, taking Cailea with it.
  
  When she was finally able to defeat the boar and free herself from it, she crawled hurriedly across the ground to check on Jerva, but it was too late. Jerva was dead. Cailea didn’t have time to mourn as she knew that the stench of the dead beast would bring predators and she couldn’t wait around for that. She used the knowledge she had gained from helping around the village and fashioned herself a splint for her leg, snapping the bone back into place with a loud groan and efficiently binding it.
  
  It was a shame to leave the whole animal there, but there wasn’t anything she could do about it. Collecting some large leaves, she butchered some of its meat and cut out one of its smaller teeth before fashioning a walking stick for herself and deserting the area. She hated leaving Jerva there, she knew that if she gathered a party and came back, he would have been long since devoured by another creature in the area.
  
  Cailea spent the next couple of days making her way back to her village, hiding when she could and resting as the trek was not an easy thing to accomplish with a broken leg. She ate the meat from the boar she had killed to survive and was eventually discovered by Akira who came looking for her and Jerva when they had been gone too long.
  
  Akira had been a member of Cailea’s father’s hunting group, and they learned when they returned that her father had died while hunting because they were not as efficient without Akira there. Strickin’ with grief at the loss of two important people in her life, Cailea spent the next six months healing.
  
  At this point, Cailea’s younger brother had already been training to be a seeker and the hunter groups were already short two people because her father was gone and Cailea’s mother had recently given birth and could not hunt anymore, she was also grief stricken and determined to stay at home with their children and not hunt again. She also no longer had a grievance with Cailea becoming a hunter because it had been proven that seeking could be far more dangerous.
  
  With her mother’s blessing and the solo defeat of the giant wild boar under her belt, Cailea requested that the elders of the village let her become a hunter, her knowledge as a seeker making her an even greater asset as a part of the group, the hunter’s allowed her to replace her father in Akira’s group.
  
  
• Stoic, patient, reserved, kind-hearted, seemingly humourless
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
• hunting, tracking, skinning, butchering, minor bowyering and fletching.