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[Literary Revenant]

The Five Playable Races
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Humans
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Male Human:
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Female Human:
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The most varied race of Vian and one of the most powerful. Humans came from the nearby continent of Balthara, but after the invading Orcs destroyed their home and forced them into exile. After traveling in the Raging Sea for many years, they arrived at Vian causing mayhem to the native races. After hearing their story, the Dragon Melonax gave them their own land for them to settle in peace, forming the Kingdom of Joten, a Kingdom with six families, each with their own estate. -While they aren't the smartest or physically strongest, Humans are able to use powerful magics that the other races cannot dream of achieving. This magic is called Revenant, a process where a host allows an elemental spirit to enter his or her body in exchange for power over Elemental Arcanes. This can allow all humans to use magic if they so choose, but at a cost. Alongside this, humans are the most numerous of all the races so even if a war waged on, humans will always have a numbers advantage.
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Orcs
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Male Orc:
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Female Orc:
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As you can imagine Orcs are the physically strongest of the humanoid races, but are also the dumbest. Orcs are natives of OrZhaan, a cold mountainous land in the eastern border of Vian. The Orcs live in a divided tribe-like society barely held together by a code of glory. Since they live in a mountainous region, farming is hard so the orcs work as mercenaries and blacksmiths to provide for their families, however when this doesn't work well enough the Orcs turn to raiding outside lands. Even as children, Orcs are baptized in a trial of combat where they must defeat another in single combat. Those who win stay in the tribe, and those who lose will be killed. -Since they are the physically strongest race, Orcs prefer matter over mind tactics using brute force to solve most problems, but this makes them open to magical assault. To compensate, the Orcs make a special armor made from black boklite, a metal with magic nullifying properties that is only found in Orzhaan. Alongside this, the orcs can use a special blood magic to conjure a familiar that can be used as a companion, 2nd warrior, or even as a mobile battery for Arcane energy.
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Sun Elves
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Male Sun Elf:
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Female Sun Elf:
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By far the smartest and most magically attuned race of Vian. The Sun Elves, also known as Alveric Elves, come from a land to the far west known as Alver. This land is a beautiful paradise with beautiful forests, floating mountains, and Arcane rivers. No humanoid race has more magical power than them, and no race has more intellectual prowess. Sun Elves live by a very strict hierarchy system where only the powerful can advance while the weak are left behind with the most powerful being Priests of the Sun, and Royalty. -Sun Elves are natural born masters of magic, being attuned to flame and light making them more powerful pyromancers than the other races. What makes them extremely powerful is their ability to use the Sun's light as Arcane energy giving them an infinite amount of energy during daytime. Finally, Sun Elves can manipulate light into many things including weapons, shields, barriers, and even familiars. However their smaller builds make them considerably weaker than other races forcing them to heavily rely on their magic.
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Moon Elves
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Male Moon Elf:
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Female Moon Elf:
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A native, and a magically attuned race of Vian. The Moon Elves, also known as Voralian Elves, are one of the original inhabitants of Vian who choose to reside within the great Voral Forest. As their name suggests, Moon elves are attuned to the moon's energy making them polar opposites of the Sun Elves; these nimble people live in a nomadic society traveling around the forest spreading their wisdom and knowledge to any they come across. One defining feature is that they are a very peaceful people choosing peace over war however they are not afraid to defend themselves. -Due to their peaceful nature, most moon elves do not use aggressive magics but they are incredibly nimble, and are master fighters since they are often targeted by wild creatures and even other kingdoms. What many people don't know is that the Moon Elves are great fighters, fine archers, and powerful sorcerers. Moon elves can use moon light as Arcane energy and even store it inside special gems that can be used for healing. Finally what is quite possibly the most powerful skill they possess is the ability to conjure a powerful ward spell that can protect the user from most magic for up to a day.
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Dwarves
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Male Dwarf:
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Female Dwarf:
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Another native of Vian are the dwarves, who are misnamed. Instead of standing shorter than the others, Dwarves dwarf the other races standing at least 7 feet tall with long beards and muscles to match their stature. Dwarves come from underneath the ground, a place they call Val'Shathok, deep within the Cracked Mountains. While they are strong, Dwarves also possess a witty mind that they unfortunately use to find new ways of making alcohol, and cutting gems rather than maintaining nationwide peace. Dwarves live by a communistic status where they all work for whatever they earn, but it is abused by some turning it into a capitalistic 'dog eat dog' world for them. -Since they are the tallest humanoid race, the Dwarves are among the strongest races second only to the Orcs. This strength allows them to forge tougher metals, withstand harsher environments, and even absorb impact. Their armor is second to none in terms of raw strength, their skills in combat can rival the orcs however, the dwarves have no magical talent and are unable to use magic. They can use magical materials for things like runes but magic is not an option for them. To compensate, the Dwarves maintain a strict trade policy over a material known as Estani, an extremely valuable gem used by sorcerers.
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[Literary Revenant]

Character Classes
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Basic Classes
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These are Classes that are the basic classes to choose from, and should be what you choose if you want to keep things simple.
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Warrior
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A character who specializes in Melee combat, and typically wears heavy armor. Weapons include Swords, spears, shields, axes, maces, and two handed weapons. Some warriors can use a crossbow, (only because they are easier to use than a normal bow) but it isn't common. Warriors are the backbone of all Armies and are by far the most common soldier in Vian. In large and small groups warriors are key to achieving victory. All races can play a warrior.
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Rogue
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A character who specializes in either Melee or Ranged combat, and typically wears lighter armors to allow for agility and speed. Their weapons include Daggers of all kinds, Bows, crossbows, and a multitude of traps and tools. While they aren't the first choice for soldiers, in small groups a Rogue can prove invaluable for achieving victory. Only Elves and Humans can play Rogues.
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Sorcerer
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A character who specializes in magic, and typically wears no armor (Instead they often wear robes or very VERY light leather armors). Sorcerers can use many different types of magic based on their chosen specialty. Due to the diverse nature of magic, Sorcerers are potentially the strongest soldiers any army could have, and are essential for small groups. Sorcerers don't commonly use weapons other than canes or staves. Only Elves, Humans, and Orcs can play Sorcerers.
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Specific Classes
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These are classes that are unique to a race. Each race has a specific class, and each class has special abilities that can counter another.
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Revenant
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A Human specific class. A Revenant is a human who went through a soul merge with an elemental Spirit in order to become a NeoMage, someone who has magic abilities but were not born with them. This class is very similiar to Sorcerers but they have many key differences. Revenants can use the magic of their Spirit but they sacrifice control for power, they are merged with the spirit but the spirit can take over the host. Also Revenants are no longer one person but two people in one mind so consider this if you intend to make one!
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Warmonger
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An Orc specific class. Warmongers are esteemed warriors within an Orcish tribe who have ascended beyond normal orcs, and are required to have some experience with magic before they are given the title. Warmongers are often the Chief of a tribe, and tend to be much larger than other orcs; also much stronger due to their magic experience. They are able to conjure multiple familiars, wield heavier weapons, and are allowed to wear Black Boklite armor to show their status.
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Paladin
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A Sun Elf specific class. Paladins are members of the Sun's Praetorian, the special forces for Alver. Paladins are trained by the best teachers, and taught by the best scholars so that they may become perfect soldiers. Alongside the Sun Elves natural magic, Paladins can call upon the Sun to launch a ferocious attack against their enemies. Once a Sun Elf becomes a Paladin recruit they are given a special sword that they must carry with them at all times.
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Starcaller
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A Moon Elf specific class. Starcallers are actually a rare form of elf known as Star elves who can use the power of the stars, including the sun, to cast powerful spells. Such an elf is only born once out of every 100,000 births, and is considered a blessing from the gods. As their name suggests, the ultimate ability that makes Starcallers so valuable is Kalasuun, a spell where a Starcaller can heal even the most grievous wounds with ease.
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Varkehlduin
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A Dwarf specific class. Varkehlduin in Dwarven is Magic Eater. Dwarves who become Varkehlduin become barbaric beings who live to destroy all sources of magical energy. In order to do this, Varkehlduin eat a magic infused gem, which drives them mentally insane but gives them increased strength. Although they are powerful, Varkehlduin are incredibly unstable making them perfect for insane characters!
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[Literary Revenant]

Character Sign-Up Sheet
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A few notes to read before making your characters. This is just a basic sheet, feel free to make it yours, or use it as is. LONER CHARACTERS ARE NOT ENDORSED! There are 5 races to choose from, each with their own specific class that you can use if you so choose. Custom Races are allowed but again, give them a good backstory, and a reason for being in Vian. However be sure to keep them within the lines of Fantasy, not futuristic. Ie no robots! (If you use a Custom race that wasn't made by you, be sure to either give credit to its creator or ask permission)Custom classes are allowed if you find that what I provide is not to your liking. Please be sure to say which base class your custom classed is based off of. For example, Maleficarum=Sorcerer subgenre, Samurai=Warrior etc. With that said Create away!
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Documentation of Vaskoliir
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((Sign-Up Sheet))
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Full Name
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(First and Last name. [Middle name is optional])
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Nickname(s)
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(Whatever you like, kept PG13 of course)
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Age
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(Anywhere between 13-25)
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Gender
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(Shouldn't be hard to know what to put here...)
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Orientation
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(Straight, Bisexual, Gay/Lesbian, Asexual, or Pan-sexual [This is optional])
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Race
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(Custom Races(if any) must be kept within realm of fantasy, no robots!)
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Collected or Volunteer?
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(Did you receive a letter inviting you to RSA, or did Collector Sean force you to attend?)
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Your Gift
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([Almost] Any Magical power you want to have, get creative! Side note your gift doesn't automatically make you a Sorcerer, but it does mean that everyone has some form of magic ability. This is very important.[but no god powers!])
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Class
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(Custom classes must coincide within racial limits, ie NO DWARF MAGI or ORC ROGUES!)
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Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style (Warrior and Rogues only!)
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(Including Martial Arts if any)
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Preferred Magic (Sorcerers only)
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([Combat, Change, or Display/Illusion, pick one!]Fire, Ice, Earth, Light, Dark, etc.)
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Equipment All Classes
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(What other side arms does your character have? What armor does your character wear?)
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Good or Evil?
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(This will affect how your individual story should flow. It will also help give me an idea on how your character will affect the group story.)
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Strengths
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(Should be obvious.)
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Weaknesses
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(One weakness per strength)
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How are you holding up?
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(Interview, this is an opportunity for your character to explain how they feel. Have fun with this one!)
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Personality
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(What's your character like? I ask for NO LONERS PLEASE!)
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Likes
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(What does your Character like?)
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Dislikes
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(What does your Character dislike?)
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History
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(Family or tribal history)
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Biography
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(Personal history)
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Family
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(If any)
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Friends
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(If any)
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Enemies
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(If any)
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Status
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(Rich, poor, soldier, peasant, noble)
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Emotional Status
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(Happy, Sad, Mad, etc...)
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Love Interest
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(If any [if you want to have a preexisting romance with another character, ask the character's owner and let love flow!])
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Appearance
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(Images required! Humans can use Anime, Realistic, and/or description. Non-human races can use base image provided or any other that you find alongside a description. Same goes for any Custom Races)
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[Literary Revenant]

I am the last member of Aior's brigade, it is my duty to keep his legacy alive, and teaching students like him is how I'll see it done. For Joten! Zerath

My name is Zerath Yavernsky, last surviving member of Aior's brigade, and Headmaster of Ris'Saliance Aior. I welcome you to the best years of your life.

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Spoiler

Unmasked, yes it's the Da Vinci guy but he fits best.




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• Learn about the Headmaster
• Our Headmaster's History
• Things students must know

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  Age: 33
  
  
  Gender: Male.
  
  
  Orientation: Heterosexual.
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Class: Rogue- Specialized in espionage, and covert operations. Used few weapons, instead relying on his skills of persuasion to achieve his goals.
  
  
  Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: When forced to fight, Zerath preferred twin swords, a dagger, and basic martial arts. "It's best to learn how to fight for every situation. For me, I would choose words over swords since a life can be spared with a word. Aior always doubted my tactics but I in turn proved him wrong."
  
  
  His Gift: The ability to absorb ridiculously large amounts of magic energy from any source, living or not. This is how he survived the war.
  
  
  Strengths: Zerath is an embodiment of pride for Joten, just his mere presence can shake even the mightiest warrior. While reaching the end of his prime, his skills as a master rogue can still prove invaluable. An expanse of knowledge regarding the Sun elves and special tactics. Finally, Zerath still maintains his physical strength from his prime making him still strong as an ox. "Someone's true strength is measured by their determination, and not just their raw talent."
  
  
  Weaknesses: Zerath is at the end of his prime, age and past injuries are now catching up to him. Deep depression due to losing his friends. "Of course I miss my friends, the fact that I'm alive and not with them disgusts me. I'm not getting much younger, and soon I'll become obsolete. Just knowing that scares me."
  
  
  Appearance: Zerath stands at 5'9" weighing 180 pounds, most of this weight comes from what's left of his muscular build. Zerath has blue eyes and brown hair. He shaves his face constantly and keeps his hair at mid length, which he says maintains a suave image. He prefers to wear finer cloths at the school, and a light set of leather armor when sent on a mission.
  
  
  
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  Tell us about you: "As you may well know I was part of the original class of Ris'Saliance, my pretty statue stands alongside my friends, but I am assuming that you want to know more personal details. 'Sighs' Before I was drafted I had a wife with two sons. I lived a happy life as a lumberjack chopping down trees, providing lumber... There really wasn't more that was needed. When word came that the Sun Elves had declared war upon us we were scared because our mill was right on the border between us and them."
  
  
  "It was only two days after when we were attacked. Those blasted elves came and slaughtered my family, I was forced to watch as they burned holes through their hearts. Heh can you imagine having that done to you? Unfortunately for them they decided to spare me, leaving me to die in the arriving winter. That is when I was found by a patrol and drafted into the school. King Melnorix himself told us that we were going to train hard, I didn't know how hard. Our teacher was a bitter old man who definitely seemed past his prime yet somehow wasn't. He alone taught all eight of us, teaching us how to fight, how to defend against magic, how to remain unseen, how to read... Yes I didn't know how to read back then I was a lumberjack I didn't need to read! My training? I'm sorry but that's a trade secret.
  
  
  Anyways Aior was definitely the star child as some may call it. Just by using his brutish strength he always managed to pull ahead the rest of us, damned stone-brain."
  
  
  "Still we admired the man, and by the time we graduated we were powerful soldiers. Our first mission was to assassinate a general at a nearby camp, and I somehow drew the short stick and had to kill him while the others waited. I killed him, stole a special amulet, and got away with the elves none the wiser. From that point on we were successful in all of our tasks, from espionage to supply routes, even elven cities weren't safe from our fury!"
  
  
  "Going ahead a few years, King Melnorix led us to the final assault against Elzaniel at Solasuun. That damned elf himself fought alongside his kin, and Aior was foolish enough to challenge him. Then again... We were stupid enough to follow. Elzaniel and Aior dueled while the rest of us circled to watch; even enemy paused to watch the Titans duel. However Elzaniel didn't fight fair, he used his magic to slay Aior and the rest of my kin. I alone survived only because that Amulet had a powerful ward to protect against the Sun. Our forces were shocked, our strongest soldiers were defeated, and at this moment there was hate. Pure undeniable hate. Oblivious to my survival, Elzaniel turned leaving himself open. I took my dagger and stuck it in his elven back, my strike missed the target but Elzaniel was defeated. King Melnorix banished him and now we live in our world today."
  
  
  Personality: Patient: Above all things, even after losing his friends Zerath has remained a patient man, willing to endure many hardships before taking a last resort.
  
  
  Experienced: Zerath has been around for many years, this has given him experience in many different circumstances including everything from diplomacy to full out war.
  
  
  Friendly: It is fairly easy to make friends with Zerath, considering that you don't consistently piss him off.
  
  
  Depressed: After losing his friends at Solasuun, Zerath has resorted to other means of maintaining his sanity. This includes gambling, and fighting.
  
  
  Caring: Most of all, Zerath is a caring person. He is willing to help those who are suffering emotionally until he finds a solution to whatever the issue is.
  
  
  Rundown: Zerath is a proud man having defeated Elzaniel. He is always ready to tell a story or share a drink with friends. However the loss of his friends and family still lays heavy on his mind, and he occasionally lets his behavior slide. Otherwise he is a cheerful and supportive person who isn't afraid to give tough love to those in need of it. One of his defining traits is his extreme stubbornness, no matter what happens he will do whatever he needs to do to achieve his goals. Likes a good coffee. "Yeah I've been better, but I'm still the same person I was 10 years ago! That won't change!"
  
  
  Likes: Coffee, reading, reminiscing, obedience, helping others, fresh fruit, sharpening his skills, conversation, and sneaking around. "A cup of rich coffee can take your mind away from anything, which is why I use it for everything from grading to practice. Hell the only reason why I'm up right now for this damned "Get to know your Teacher segment."
  
  
  Dislikes: Fighting, 'Self absorbed wannabes', Sun Elves (for obvious reasons), Being reminded of his dead comrades, grading schoolwork, and too much sugar.
  
  
  History: The Yavernskys were one of the original noble families to come to Vian alongside the Wulds, Olversteins, Frostburnes, Valons, and the Leskors during the Alveric Age. The Yavernskys were acclaimed for their social prowess and their legendary warriors. It is even said that the Yavernskys were instrumental in the formation of the Kingdom of Joten during the start of the Celian age. One of the most discerning features of the Yavernsky family is their magic bloodline. No other noble family has more natural born sorcerers, and they even hold a private academy to teach students. One of the most notable human figures, Artyom Yavernsky, is well known as a hero of Joten due to his legendary feats during the formation of Joten.
  
  
  Zerath himself was born during a time when the Yavernsky family had begun a feud with the mighty Valon family. Because of this Zerath has a natural disliking of the Valons, but not the extent as the Sun Elves. At this point the Yavernskys had lost some acclaim after the patriarch had a 'mental breakdown' at the Summer Festival, leaving the Yavernskys with little money and few friends.
  
  
  Biography: Zerath was born to the low ranked noble family Yavernsky, he was the fourth son so he decided to pursue a more quiet life. His parents surprisingly endorsed this action, providing him with a small mill in the Wuld forest, and a butler so he may have company. There Zerath worked as a lumberjack providing wood for a small village of Islan. One day he met a young woman named Alaiza, who he immediately fell in love with. He made simple wooden figures for her, gave her flowers, offerings of food, sweet things yet nothing worked. Alaiza proved a resilient soul refusing his gifts, but Zerath is also a very stubborn man. One day, he mustered courage and spent all the money he had on a simple wedding band. If she didn't want a courtship period he may as well just ask, after all the worst that could happen was refusal. When he proposed, Alaiza simply smiled saying "I wondered when you would ask." and they were married within the week.
  
  
  Together they had two sons, Yziel and Gregor, who grew to be like his father, stubborn determined crazy young men, much to Zerath's joy. His sons grew quick soon showing signs of his own nature. One day, however his butler informed him of an up coming conflict with the Sun Elves, but Zerath disregarded this as simple gossip among nobles. Only two days later, his mill was attacked by Sun Elves; they captured him and his family. Not long after they killed his family, starting with his sons then finally his wife Alaiza. This act devastated Zerath, seeing all he cared for taken away right in front of him. Instead of killing him, the elves left him bound to a tree in front of his dead family.
  
  
  Hours passed, and a human patrol passed freeing Zerath who had sworn revenge against the Sun Elves. When asked about being part of a special team designed to defeat the elves, Zerath agreed and thus became a part of Ris'Saliance Aior's first class. He was trained by a master in the art of stealth, coercion, espionage, combat, and literature creating the man the world knows today.
  
  
  
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  Family: Alaiza, his wife. Yziel and Gregor, his twin sons.
  
  
  Friends: His comrades of Aior's Brigade, Sean Ramirov, and Horingmar.
  
  
  Enemies: Elzaniel, and all Sun Elves.
  
  
  Status: Low ranked Noble, Headmaster of Ris'Saliance Aior, and Master Rogue.
  
  
  Emotional Status: Fairly happy, yet constantly depressed.
  
  
  Love Interest: None.
  
  
  Extras:Zerath loves star gazing, he finds it incredibly relaxing, and soothing. He adores spicy noodle dishes, no matter how much heartburn he gets.
  
  
  

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The Disgraced Warmonger

"Wrayerh Tshhti! Wrayerh Ts'Dorishuk! Aior ishta Brelnor, Zerath ishta Brelnor. Horingmar Zahiik Vaskoliir Druasi Ishta Brelnor! (War made me! War made them! Aior is a perfect warrior, Zerath is a perfect warrior. Horingmar will give these Vaskoliir the soul of a perfect warrior! Horingmar

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• Horingmar's Basic Details
• The Story of Horingmar
• Things Humans Find Interesting

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  Full Name: Horingmar Oruguun
  
  
  Nickname: The Merciless, Big Angry Guy.
  
  
  Age: 41
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Race: Orc of Orzhaan
  
  
  Class: Warmonger of Oruguun
  
  
  His Gift: Dire Orc. A process where Horingmar absorbs his familiars to greatly enhance his strength to hulk-like proportions. All Warmongers have the power to summon familiars to do their bidding, but few can actually absorb them; Horingmar is one of those few. Once he absorbs his familiars, his strength increases exponentially and is able to challenge even the strongest of enemies. This does take its toll as Horingmar's mind is clouded by the thoughts of his familiars, causing him to sometimes lose control.
  
  
  Preferred Weapons: Kolgriin ( Slaughter Sword[ Giant Two Handed Sword]), and Wrayehr Saan (Great[or War] Axe). He is an experienced brawler and can use his brutish strength when disarmed. Also since he is a Warmonger, and a very powerful one he can absorb his familiars to enhance his own physical strength through a grotesque transformation which changes him into a Dire Orc. (Orc who ate his Wheaties! Only kidding, in short really badass Orc.)
  
  
  Strengths: Being an Orc Horingmar is naturally stronger than others, although his common tongue is impaired Horingmar is very intelligent for an orc, he has plenty of fighting experience against many types of opponents, he is a master of two handed weapons, he wears a suit of Black Boklite armor, he's a fair strategist, he has two Familiars (Kiliirs and Echor) under his control, and the above Dire Orc state.
  
  
  Weaknesses: He has no proper experience with magic, he lacks the knowledge of large battlefield tactics, his Commontongue is still developing. is a strong but reckless fighter (can be outpaced), when controlling his Familiars Horimgmar can't focus on other tasks, his armor is heavy, is easily fooled, has a very very VERY short temper, and is now haunted by his many failures.
  
  
  Appearance: Horingmar stands 7' 4" tall with giant muscular arms the size of some men's thighs. He has green skin, the color of a forest Orc. He has black hair, and an unkept beard. He wears a set of Black Boklite armor over his head, chest and legs. (Black Boklite is a metal that absorbs magic, and is of course black.) During Dire Orc his skin blackens and his eyes glow. His body grows in size and strength (8'10").
  
  
  
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  History: The Oruguun tribe is a smaller tribe within Orzhaan. Members of this tribe include warriors, and Wis'heloiza, orcish sorcerers. Oruguun is seen as weak because of this and are treated like peons compared to the others. Many factors, including poor performance in the Zhaastor, the Orcish tournament where all tribes send their warriors, and a long chain of weak Warmongers fuel this outlook. The original Warmonger of Oruguun was a peon and he was barely strong enough to hold power within his tribe. Generations passed, and after hundreds of years of ridicule, a young warrior called Koringmar challenged Warmonger Gazluun Oruguun at the Zhaastor. Gazluun accepted his challenge and they fought in the tournament in a single combat death match. Koringmar easily defeated the weak Warmonger, and took control of Oruguun as it's Chief and Warmonger.
  
  
  Oruguun quickly grew in strength becoming one of the more powerful tribes of Orzhaan. This happened during the sack of Alver when Koringmar, enlisted by Aior, rallied an army to sack Solasuun a mere day before the fall of Elzaniel. Koringmar was wounded, forcing him to retire his position as Chief and Warmonger. His son Horingmar assumed the title of Warmonger and left his tribe to teach at Ris'Saliance Aior. This action shocked Oruguun, and they consider him a great honor to all Orcs. Since then a new powerful Chief named Beiliishor has assumed control of Oruguun leading the tribe to further glory.
  
  
  Backstory: Horingmar was born the only son of an influential Orc named Koringmar during a time of weakness for the tribe Oruguun. The Chief of Oruguun, Gazluun was a weak leader and an even weaker fighter considered unworthy of the title. Gazluun, however has the power of magic at his control, a feat that is respected by the Orcs. At the age of twenty, Horingmar had to fight another Orc in single combat due to tradition. His opponent was Gazluun's son Ishiruuk, Ishiruuk was also gifted with magic like his father and also had the support of the tribe due to him being the son of a Warmonger, alongside being much stronger than Horingmar. Armed with only his father's great sword Kolgriin, Horingmar fought his much stronger opponent. It was an uphill battle from the start, Ishiruuk unleashed ferocious attacks of fire burning Horimgmar but not stopping him. Using all his strength Horingmar slashed Ishiruuk in half killing him instantly. Devastated by the loss of his son Gazluun challenged Horingmar, but Koringmar intervened challenging Gazluun for the title of Chief. Orcish tradition demanded that a challenge to be Chief be accepted or else you'd be deemed a coward and exiled to their equivalent of Hell. Gazluun accepted and was quickly defeated by the younger and stronger Koringmar.
  
  
  Hearing of this victory, Aior traveled to Oruguun's lands and enlisted the help of the Orcs to sack Solasuun. Koringmar and his son Horingmar traveled to Alver alongside Aior and successfully sacked Solasuun. After the battle Koringmar was struck with a debilitating illness so Oruguun looked to Horingmar to lead them as their new Warmonger. Horingmar accepted the title but later left the tribe after receiving an invitation Headmaster Zerath to teach at Ris'Saliance Aior. Many years later Horingmar still teaches his skills to students at the legendary Ris'Saliance Aior, but all of that has changed.
  
  
  How are you holding up?: "Horingmar not good at question answering. He want fight! "Punches interviewer" Bol'ga, is all human weak? Well since Horingmar deal with 'looks at paper's Giifeeetted ssooouooollls, He fine with a little fighting (That doesn't answer the question) SHUT UP!!! "Punches new interviewer" GRRAAAHHH!!!!!."
  
  
  Personality: Leadership: Horingmar, being the son of a Warmonger has strong leadership and inspiration skills that he puts to good use in Ris'Saliance Aior.
  
  
  Stoic: Horingmar is a proud person, unwilling to show even the slightest amount of pain. While some may see this as a weakness Horingmar sees it as a natural 'Orcish strength'.
  
  
  Brave: A natural trait for an Orc, Horingmar is brave to the extent where he will challenge those stronger than him. (A rare but possible feat.)
  
  
  Short-tempered: While Horingmar is patient for an Orc, a small insult can trigger a violent reaction.
  
  
  Tenacious: Horingmar will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even if that means using dangerous, and reckless means.
  
  
  Rundown: Horingmar loves nothing more than achieving victory, especially during a fight. Alongside this he has the typical cynical hateful attitude of the Orcs but years of with Zerath has changed that... Slightly... He doesn't mind listening to stories or sharing a drink and in fact enjoys finding ways to help students who are failing, but his methods of doing so are unorthodox to humans. Horingmar prides himself as being the strongest warrior who currently lives, and will recklessly challenge those stronger than him to prove it. "None may challenge Horingmar!!!"
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Family: Koringmar Oruguun his Father, Shiishna Oruguun his Mother, and Zerath Yavernsky. (Considered a blood brother)
  
  
  Friends: His Familiars Kiliirs and Echor, Sean Ramirov, Beiliishor Oruguun, Zerath Yavernsky, and his sword Kolgriin.
  
  
  Enemies: Haruzliir (Second son of Gazluun), Zantalon (A Dragon Lord he raided), Elzaniel, and himself during Dire Orc.
  
  
  Status: Orc Warmonger. Equivalent to a low noble and Orc Chieftain.
  
  
  Emotional Status: Mentally broken due to the complete destruction of the school.
  
  
  Love Interest: All female Orcs. (No funny ideas! This is due to the orcish tradition of marriage. An Orc can choose multiple brides or grooms even to strengthen their tribe.)
  
  
  Extras: Horingmar enjoys forging weaponry at his forge, although crude compared to most other forged weapons, his weapons are deadly efficient.
  
  
  Horingmar likes Lamb stomach filled with ground organs covered with a batter crust cooked to perfection. (Hagis? That Scottish food.)
  
  
  

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The Broken Collector

"Sighs" 'We got another fighter, seriously people know that they can't win against me. Still this one has spirit. It seems like normal magic won't be useful here, time to release Onyx Energy!' Sebastian

Important Note!

If your character was collected into Ris'Saliance Aior, this is the person who 'collected' you.

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Detailed Tabs Below

• The Secrets of our Collector
• The Story of our Collector
• Extra Details

• 
  
  
  Full Name: Sebastian Ramirov
  
  
  Age: 20
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Orientation: Heterosexual
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Class: Sorcerer
  
  
  His Gift: Eyes of Illusion. Sebastian has a horrific curse rather than a gift. He randomly casts illusions of his worst fears as physical manifestations, constantly tormenting him and others. He has learned to weaponize this against people through mindreading, another gift of the Eyes. Once Sebastian learns his targets worst fear, he creates a physical manifestation of it through powerful illusion magic. Since they are illusions they are not very threatening, but typically the sheer fear of seeing an apparition makes some collapse. However he also manifests his own fears constantly, most commonly in the form of the rotting corpse of his father. While the eyes are a powerful tool, they also work against him.
  
  
  Preferred Magic Sorcerers only: Combat and Illusion magic. He is a master of Pyromancy, and an expert at casting illusions. He a cane-staff to cast spells primarily.
  
  
  Equipment:Sebastian has a Dragon wood cane-staff, and wears scaled lamellar armor under his robes at all times.
  
  
  Volunteer or Collected?: Sebastian was originally Collected into the school but is now the Head Collector.
  
  
  Strengths: Sebastian is a Natural born Sorcerer, meaning he is not limited to one type of magic like a Revenant. He is clever, fairly well built, skilled in basic martial arts, has diverse magics at his disposal, and has a special staff made of Dragonwood a very powerful magic conductor.
  
  
  Weaknesses: Sean lacks the strength and skill to maintain a continuous magical offense/defense (fights against someone of equal or greater skill lasting more than 30 minutes), due to his Natural born magic capabilities he has to study hard and practice even harder to perfect any magic spells. He is plagued by nightmares daily. Lastly Sean wears a mask to hide his identity, and this mask limits his eyesight significantly.
  
  
  Appearance: Sean stands 6' 3" tall with a lean muscular build earned through years of training and Collecting students. He wears a leather duster over fine wool vestments and a mask to protect his identity. This mask always stays on his face when he conducts Collector business, but he does take it off when not conducting business. Sean has a head of black ruffled hair, light hazel eyes that turn red when he sees or projects an illusion, and a face that's always touched by sadness.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  How are you holding up: "I've spent the better part of a year taking people to a school. How do you think I feel? Certainly not good."
  
  
  Personality: Tenacious: Due to his rather demanding job, Sebastian tends to be incredibly stubborn and determined to get the job done through most means necessary.
  
  
  Know-it-all: Sebastian has spent upwards of 8 years studying all types of magic in order to achieve his status. This tends to make him a smartass when it comes to specific types of magic.
  
  
  Reclusive: Sebastian doesn't like being with people, making him a somewhat awkward person when approached casually.
  
  
  Cheerful: Even though his job seems like it would be a rough thankless job, he always maintains a happy demeanor in order to make some students hate him less.
  
  
  Tormented: No words can describe the horrors he hides behind his mask... To hide this, he only speaks when absolutely necessary.
  
  
  Rundown: Sean is a depressed person who prefers to keep people away so they don't experience his horrors. When confronted by people, he will fake happiness and portray positive illusions. His extreme skills in magic allows him to defend against most problems and definitely comes in handy during times of war. Lastly he is protective over all he stands for so anyone who dares to challenge him better watch out...
  
  
  Likes: Tea, studying, practicing magic, and occasionally teaching lessons.
  
  
  Dislikes: Collecting students, prolonged fighting, and (for lack of better terms) other know-it-alls.
  
  
  History: The Ramirovs are part of the original royal bloodline of Joten, making him technically a royal family member. However after the Dragon Melonax named the Leskors the official rulers of Joten, the Ramirovs became a forgotten name in Joten. One defining feature of the Ramirovs is that their entire family has some degree of magic ability making the Ramirovs a common name among the magically attuned.
  
  
  Recently most of the Ramirov family have been serving as bodyguards and hitmen until the formation of Ris'Saliance Aior where Sean's father and mother served as collectors for ten years before Sean himself became a Collector. It was then that the Ramirov family has become infamous throughout all of Vian.
  
  
  Biography: Sebastian was born the 2nd child of Sean Ramirov, a Collector at Ris'Saliance Aior. He was born with magic so he was automatically forced to start training at a very young age. By the time he was 14, Sean himself was collected into the legendary Magic Emporium(A separate school) by his father. (The actual circumstances of this remain a mystery but he is considered to be collected.) Sebastian endured endless lectures and training sessions taught by his father, who was a bitter man. When it came time for Sebastian to graduate, Sean held him back angering Sebastian. He confronted Sean, challenging his notion to hold him back but Sean refused to let Sebastian graduate.
  
  
  Furious because of this, Sebastian went to the Headmaster demanding justice, but he too refused to let him graduate. After this, Sebastian ran away from the school seeking refuge in a nearby village; a choice that proved foolish. Sean quickly tracked his son to the nearby village, bringing a small army of guards to recollect Sebastian into the Emporium, but Sebastian had no intention on returning. He released a relentless Magical assault against his own father to no avail. Sean easily shrugged this attack off and bound Sebastian, forcing him back to the school. There was no mercy for Sebastian, he was put into solitary confinement as punishment for leaving. This when his gift showed itself, making him a Vaskoliir.
  
  
  The Headmaster approached him with grave news, Sebastian's assault had indeed taken its toll on Sean, who died from Mana Exhaustion one day after their conflict. Zerath gave Sean a letter bearing Arcturus' final words.
  
  
  "Sebastian my son. You have never known the pride that I have held for you. Son, my son. You have no idea how proud I am to say those words, and it is because of this I have been so hard on you. I merely wanted you to be stronger than I, well my boy... you have proven that to me today. I am dying because you were stronger than I, but don't fret son. I am proud to announce you a graduate of the Magic Emporium, free to choose your own path my son..."
  
  
  Tears flowed from Sebastian's eyes after reading these words. He swore upon his father's name to become the most powerful sorcerer the world has ever seen. However he was told that he was to executed for murdering his father, and there was no point in trying to escape. Sebastian refused to die, and cast powerful illusions against the Headmaster, stealing a key and his father's staff. Sebastian escaped into the cold land of Frostburne, where he met Zerath Yavernsky. Zerath offered him a chance to live as the Collector of a new school for people like him, a school called Ris'Saliance Aior. Sebastian accepted the offer and has been collecting people ever since.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Family: Sean Ramirov his father... Now passed, Elise Ramirov his mother... Now passed. An older brother named Terikk and a younger sister named Kateryn.
  
  
  Friends: Headmaster Zerath Yavernsky, Horingmar Oruguun.
  
  
  Enemies: Most students he collected, and himself.
  
  
  Status: Mid class soldier equivalent.
  
  
  Emotional Status: Depressed, trying to find happiness.
  
  
  Love Interest: No one.
  
  
  Extras: Sebastian absolutely loves flaky biscuits, they remind him of his mother.
  
  
  He enjoys drawing basic art designs, sometimes for spells but mostly for the sake of doing so.
  
  
  

 

[u k i y o]

Full Name: (First and last name [middle name is optional])


Wynter Snow


Nickname(s): (Whatever you like, kept PG13 of course)


Shiver


Age: (Anywhere between 13-25)


13


Gender: (Shouldn't be hard to know what to put here...)


Male, although most have their doubts.....


Orientation: (Straight, Bisexual, Gay/Lesbian, Asexual, or Pan-sexual [This is optional])


Bisexual


Race: (Custom Races(if any) must be kept within realm of fantasy, no robots!)


Moon elf





Collected or Volunteer?: (Did you receive a letter inviting you to RSA, or did Collector Sean force you to attend?)


Collected





Your Gift: ([Almost] Any Magical power you want to have, get creative! Side note your gift doesn't automatically make you a Sorcerer, but it does mean that everyone has some form of magic ability. This is very important.[but no god powers!])


(Lol this is where I always get stumped on) anything he touches can become cold if he wills it to





Class: (Custom classes must coincide within racial limits, ie NO DWARF MAGI or ORC ROGUES!)


Rogue





Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: (Including Martial Arts if any)


He knows three martial arts and is a black belt in all of them:


Taekwondo


Kung fu


Silat


His preferred weapon is either nunchucks or a bow and arrow





Preferred Magic Sorcerers only: ([Combat, Change, or Display/Illusion, pick one!]Fire, Ice, Earth, Light, Dark, etc.)


The cold (ice, snow, maybe ice water, anything that's cold really)


Equipment All Classes: (What other side arms does your character have? What armor does your character wear?)


He doesn't really like wearing armor because he feels like it slows him down and it is heavy for him, if he must however he will wear light armor, maybe a light chest plate and something for his shins





Good or Evil?: (This will affect how your individual story should flow. It will also help give me an idea on how your character will affect the group story.)


He's good, he doesn't really like doing things he considers evil (stealing, lying, cheating, etc) because his parents do this and he doesn't want to stoop down to their level





Strengths: (Should be obvious.)


+ combat


+ cooking


+ cleaning


+ defense





Weaknesses: (One weakness per strength)


- he's not mentally strong


- he's not that strong physical


- the dark is not his strong suit


- anything with more than four legs (caterpillars, spiders, millipedes, centipedes, etc) and your on your own





How are you holding up?: (Interview, this is an opportunity for your character to explain how they feel. Have fun with this one!)


"Well if I'm telling the truth, then....... I'd say I'm doing better than most days, I mean at least I'm not locked in my room today.... Or isolated from the outside world.... So yeah I'd say I'm doing great!"


Personality: (What's your character like? I ask for NO LONERS PLEASE!)


He does like interacting with others so long as they don't start asking him personal stuff (who his parents are, where he was born, etc) he likes other people around acting like that "little brother" you never had, or always wanted. If he feels that he is alone or by himself then he will become really childish (doing air guitar, lip singing, dancing around a room, or playing with toys and stuffed animals)





Likes: (What does your Character like?)


+ reading


+ nature


+ sweets


+ kind people


+ practice fighting


+ singing





Dislikes: (What does your Character dislike?)


- the dark


- bullies


- peer pressure


- anything with more than four legs


- being called a girl


- being picked on


Favorite food:


Shrimp and crab





Hobby:


- training


- reading





History: (Family or tribal history)


Wynter's Tribe thought that girls were the only useful elves using them for combat and battle instead of the males. Male elves we often the ones to do the labor, like collecting food, adding things to their house or anything like that. Women were the ones sent to battle, and fought, usually the fathers were the ones raising their children the mothers never being home to do so.


Biography: (Personal history)


Winter's parents had only wanted girls in their family. They thought that girls would be more useful and had three until Winter was born as the youngest child. They simply made him grow his hair out and wear girl's clothing in hopes that he would somehow become a girl. Winter proved to be different from his older parents and had much more energy than them so his parents decided to send him to martial arts classes all which he finished in a year. His parents did not treat him the best since he was technically a boy and often neglected his needs, him raising himself hoping that one say his parents will except him for who he is.





Family: (If any)


Mom - Joselina


Oldest sister - Crystal


Second oldest sister - Amber


Third oldest sister - Sapphire


Father - Ugiene





Friends: (If any)


None, yet





Enemies: (If any)


None that he knows of





Status: (Rich, poor, soldier, peasant, noble)


peasant





Emotional Status: (Happy, Sad, Mad, etc...)


Happy, anxious, nervous, and adventurous





Love Interest: (If any [if you want to have a preexisting romance with another character, ask the character's owner and let love flow!])


None





Appearance: (Images required! Humans can use Anime, Realistic, and/or description. Non-human races can use base image provided or any other that you find alongside a description. Same goes for any Custom Races)

He is small and scrawny even for being only 13. His height is 4'8" and he is 75 lbs, below average in his family.

 

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[Seraph Darkfire]

Seiren Valneir

Full Name: Seiren Valneir


Nickname(s): N/A


Age: 22


Gender: Male


Orientation: Straight


Race: Human


Class: Sorcerer, Subclass Maleficarum


Preferred Magic Sorcerers only: Ice


Volunteer or Collected?: Volunteer


Status: Noble


Emotional Status: Calm and slightly annoyed.

• Personal Information
• Maleficarum Information
• Relationships

• 
  
  
  How are you holding up?
  
  "I feel as though this interview is a waste of time, but if you are questioning my current mental state, it is fine. My goal is to grow stronger, one cannot do that without a strong will. If I have to speak of it, I am annoyed at being asked about myself. It is particularly frustrating to be accosted by those who attempt to be friendly. If they have time to make friends, they should have time to train and become stronger"
  
  
  Personality
  
  Seiren is a cold person, often ignoring people he has no interest in, nor is he forgiving. The way he was trained was that if someone comes at you for your life, it is fine to take theirs. When the grudge is great enough, he'll never let it go. If the person is weaker than him, they die, if they are stronger, he'll only continue his training until they can be killed.
  
  
  Deep within him is a kind person, one who enjoys reading and spending time in quiet places. Despite his cold and calm personality, he is very loyal to his promises. If he promises protection or to keep a secret, it is best assumed that he'll go to the grave first. If someone is ever capable of picking through his cold exterior, they will find a loyal confidant.
  
  
  First and foremost is himself. In times of danger, he'll focus on protecting himself first and worry about others later.
  
  
  
  
  
  

  Likes
  
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  ?The Cold.
  
  
  ?Training.
  
  
  ?Books. He is often found reading when not in his personal training. This is also one of his major hobbies.
  
  
  ?Observing the skills of others. He believes he can learn much from seeing the various training methods of other people.
  
  
  ?His family
  
  
  ?He is particularly fond of apples, or any sweet fruit.
  
  
  

  
  
  

  Dislikes
  
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  ?Fire, and other sources of extreme heat. They disturb his training.
  
  
  ?Being disturbed during training.
  
  
  ?People. He isn't fond of spending time with other people due to past experiences.
  
  
  ?Improper training.
  
  
  ?People who don't follow proper etiquette.
  
  
  
  
  
  Strengths and Weaknesses
  
  Strengths: Magic that involves the cold. It is his greatest strength. Despite being magically inclined, his body is surprisingly tough, he can take a few beatings. A major strength is that he is immune to the cold. Standing nude in the middle of a blizzard would do nothing to him other than block his vision. His emotions are very still, like the surface of an undisturbed pond, it is difficult to sway him in any one direction when it comes to his emotions.
  
  
  The more he deepens his training the harder it becomes to hurt him with his opposite element.
  
  
  Weaknesses: Due to his abilities, he is resistant to blunt attacks, however, sharp or bladed attacks can still do serious damage to him, as long as he is hit directly. A major flaw of his is that he can't trust people, having developed extreme trust issues, to the point that he'll often avoid other people. When he can't he'll keep quiet and act cold towards them. Despite having a strong body, he is not a close range fighter and can do almost no damage with his bare hands. At the same time, he is unable to use weapons as he's never used them or had any training.
  
  
  History
  
  His family history is a complicated one. His family comes from a long line of Ice Maleficarum, starting back to his ancestors who first discovered the True Cold. The True Cold was the Underworld, where all dead go. Any cold that you've ever felt is incomparable to this cold.
  
  
  The strongest of his Ancestors had the power to command the cold so well, they could create flames of pure cold energy. As time went on, the method of absorbing this cold energy became more and more refined, creating a special training technique.
  
  
  In places of Death and Destruction, the Yin energy of the world is at it's peak. Closer to the center of this area, the greater the energy. Thus his ancestral home was built upon an ancient warzone so that his family could absorb the energy properly.
  
  
  Current days have his family holding the lofty position of Nobles, though they rarely act as such.
  
  
  Biography
  
  Seiren was born a Maleficarum, trained from a young age to become a powerful member of his family. He was often pitted against other Maleficarum families to see who was stronger. In the beginning, he found no pleasure in being a part of this cold family. Sure, there was love, but it was all calm and nothing excitable. It was as if his family had distanced themselves from their own emotions.
  
  
  He didn't truly get into his training until he turned thirteen. He'd fallen in love with a girl from a minor Maleficarum family and she him. It was an adorable relationship, one filled with the kind of sweetness that made one want to throw up. But it was all a Lie. She'd been ordered by her family to grow close to him to figure out the secret to his family's strength. When he didn't willingly give up the secret, he was captured and tortured.
  
  
  During his torture, he found his own center, his own sense of training. The despair at having his heart broken and the pain of the torture caused him to lock away his emotions and even his mind. Things became cold and quiet in his mind and his heart seemed to have frozen over.
  
  
  Cold and Death flowed into his body and he truly understood how his family trained. His body covered in ice crystals as the cold energy continued to pour into him.
  
  
  That was how his family managed to find him. They sensed the energy being sucked towards one location and saved him, killing the girl's family while doing so. However, they didn't kill the girl. That privileged was left for Seiren. His cold heart was unmoved at her pleading and with his new strength and insight, he froze her body completely before smashing it.
  
  
  He no longer left his training early, no longer spent his time frivolously. All he did was train for the longest time. But his training had to come to an end. He reached a point where he couldn't increase his strength. He'd already solidified his first Dantian with Yin energy but from then he couldn't grow.
  
  
  It was then that he realized what the problem was. He didn't have experience in fighting. All he'd done was focus on his training. To get passed this point, he decided to venture out to grow stronger and improve his training.
  
  
  First, he decided to go to Ris'Saliance Aior to learn how others trained, warriors, rogues, and even other magic types. Unfortunately, the school was destroyed shortly after he arrived there. In any other situation, he would have scoffed at their weakness and left, however, fortunately for those who survived, Seiren holds grudges on those who attack them. Until those who started the attack are dead and frozen, he won't abandon the survivors, though he has no qualms about going on alone if he is to be held back by others.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  The Maleficarum are a sub-type of Sorcerers who focus entirely on a single magic, not just studying it, but becoming one with it. Unlike normal Sorcerers who simply use this magic to fight, the Maleficarum meditate, absorbing the energy of their chosen magic into their bodies.
  
  
  This energy is quite special and has the effect of not only increasing their magical strength, it also increases their physical strength. Depending on the various magics, this could have different effects on their bodies. Over time, they begin to embody this magic.
  
  
  A major difference between Sorcerers and Maleficarum is that Maleficarum don't train in using their magic. They meditate in places that are abundant in their chosen energy. As time and training go along, they began to form what is known as a Dantian. This is a core of energy within their bodies, bound not only to their bodies, but their souls.
  
  
  The first Dantian is the Physical Core. Passing energy through this strengthens the body in accordance with the chosen energy.
  
  
  The second Dantian is the Spiritual Core, strengthening the Spirit. This protects and heals the soul.
  
  
  The third and final Dantian is the Mental Core, as energy passes through and strengthens this core, it also strengthens the mind, making it easier to cast magic, increases memory, and even enhance the senses.
  
  
  After the three cores are formed, they can all be fused into a single Core. This simple act is incredibly hard to do and very few Maleficarum manage to do so in their lifetimes. But should it succeed, it will increase all three areas of power by an incredible amount. This level of strength can only be done at most within sixty years.
  
  
  This process of Meditation is called Cultivation by Maleficarum, as they Cultivate the energy of their chosen magic within them.
  
  
  Strengths and Weaknesses
  
  Strengths: Maleficarum are the masters of their field as they are truly one with their magic. As they grow stronger, everything about them follows, Physically, Spiritually and Mentally. A Maleficarum's body is far stronger than a normal Sorcerer's. A Maleficarum can heal themselves with their chosen magic, however, this process can only occur when meditating. By absorbing the energy into their Dantian, they naturally and quickly repair any damage. This process does however, leave them vulnerable.
  
  
  Weaknesses: Being masters of their field, Maleficarum have no talent with other magics to the point that even if they knew the specific incantations, they would get nothing out of it. Maleficarum are naturally weak against their opposite magic, this weakness is exploitable by those who have taken the time to properly study their magic and are adept at it.
  
  
  
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  Family
  
  
  The Valneir Clan, a family of Ice Maleficarum
  
  
  

  
  
  

  Friends
  
  
  He does not have any friends, close ore otherwise at the moment.
  
  
  

  
  
  

  Enemies
  
  
  While he doesn't have any personal enemies, he does have the enemies of his family to worry about.
  
  
  

  
  
  

  Love Interest
  
  
  No love interest at the moment. I am open to options, but be prepared to use an ice pick.
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  

 

[Tetro]

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[Cheryl]

• Annabelle
• Combat
• Relationships
• Personality

• 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Full Name: (First and Last name. [Middle name is optional])
  
  
  Annabelle Kia Rose
  
  
  Nickname(s): (Whatever you like, kept PG13 of course)
  
  
  Anna
  
  
  Age: (Anywhere between 13-25)
  
  
  14
  
  
  Gender: (Shouldn't be hard to know what to put here...)
  
  
  Female (this took me forever to figure out D
  
  
  Orientation: (Straight, Bisexual, Gay/Lesbian, Asexual, or Pan-sexual [This is optional])
  
  
  Asexual
  
  
  Race: (Custom Races(if any) must be kept within realm of fantasy, no robots!)
  
  
  Kitsune (More in the history section)
  
  
  Collected or Volunteer?: (Did you receive a letter inviting you to RSA, or did Collector Sean force you to attend?)
  
  
  Collected
  
  
  Hobby
  
  
  Tailoring and making clothes, or bird watching.
  
  
  Your Gift: ([Almost] Any Magical power you want to have, get creative! Side note your gift doesn't automatically make you a Sorcerer, but it does mean that everyone has some form of magic ability. This is very important.[but no god powers!])
  
  
  Reading the mind of animals. She finds it especially easy with mammals.
  
  
  Class: (Custom classes must coincide within racial limits, ie NO DWARF MAGI or ORC ROGUES!)
  
  
  Rogue
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: (Including Martial Arts if any)
  
  
  1 on 1 fighting with a paper parasol which has a sharp, iron tip.
  
  
  Preferred Magic Sorcerers only: ([Combat, Change, or Display/Illusion, pick one!]Fire, Ice, Earth, Light, Dark, etc.)
  
  
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  Equipment All Classes: (What other side arms does your character have? What armor does your character wear?)
  
  
  She always has a pocket knife on her and a comb. She normally wears everyday clothes, but when needed she will change into a strong leather outfit that can withstand most blows.
  
  
  Good or Evil?: (This will affect how your individual story should flow. It will also help give me an idea on how your character will affect the group story.)
  
  
  Neutral, but will go onto the good side if needed.
  
  
  Strengths: (Should be obvious.)
  
  
  • Slinking around unnoticed
    
  • Fighting with her parasol
    
  • Agile
    
  • Tailoring
    
  
  
  Weaknesses: (One weakness per strength)
  
  
  • Fighting against quick but strong warriors
    
  • Fire
    
  • Cooking
    
  • Can be too relaxed
    
  
  
  
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  Family: (If any)
  
  
  A human family, consisting of: Jessica Rose (mother), David Rose (father), Hannah Dale Rose (little sister), Brandon Fillip Rose (older brother).
  
  
  Friends: (If any)
  
  
  Not at the moment.
  
  
  Enemies: (If any)
  
  
  Not at the moment.
  
  
  Status: (Rich, poor, soldier, peasant, noble)
  
  
  Rich.
  
  
  Emotional Status: (Happy, Sad, Mad, etc...)
  
  
  Relaxed and happy.
  
  
  Love Interest: (If any [if you want to have a preexisting romance with another character, ask the character's owner and let love flow!])
  
  
  Not at the moment.
  
  
  Appearance: (Images required! Humans can use Anime, Realistic, and/or description. Non-human races can use base image provided or any other that you find alongside a description. Same goes for any Custom Races)
  
  
  Black, short hair with medium sized ears. Big black bushy tail with white on the end of it. Black eyes, stands at around 5.4 ft and she weighs at around 110 lb. Her hair is black and reaches her chin to let her see.
  
  
  
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  How are you holding up?: (Interview, this is an opportunity for your character to explain how they feel. Have fun with this one!)
  
  
  "Well, I'm excited to start this RSA thing, but I do sort of miss my family back at home. I'm sure everyone does. Otherwise I'm great! I'll probably look for friends first thing.
  
  
  Personality: (What's your character like? I ask for NO LONERS PLEASE!)
  
  
  Laid back, but when needed she can concentrate on the mission, but she still sometimes daydreams during missions or lessons too. She is witty and can make little jokes or pranks to make people laugh. In her spare time she is usually reading yet another novel or cooking book out in the sun or talking with her friends.
  
  
  Likes: (What does your Character like?)
  
  
  • 
    Animals
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Sunny weather
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Short spars
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • The colour brown
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Favourite Food:
  
  
  Raspeberries with meringue.
  
  
  Dislikes: (What does your Character dislike?)
  
  
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    People who just won't talk to her
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Raisins
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Tiring lessons or missions
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Cleaning
    
  
  
  
  
  
  • Exercise
    
  
  
  
  History: (Family or tribal history)
  
  
  Kitsune information:
  
  
  The race is a form of a human or elf race which have used Recensere Precantatio to change their appearance permanently to feel more connected with animals. There are only a few hundred humans who can be kitsune, and even less choose to do so. This means that the kitsune race are rare, and have a lot of energy within them making great mages. They are nimble enough to be good rogues too. But none of them have a lot of muscle on them as a result of how much energy they used to become a kitsune, so no warrior kitsune exist.
  
  
  You cannot change back from being a kitsune, even with an energy crystal. It simply requires too much energy, and kitsune lose quite a bit of their energy during the transformation. The reason why humans do this is either a) they have too much energy and have to get rid of some or b) they want to feel more connected with animals and feel that this is the way to become closer to them. No other races can change into a kitsune because they simply are not capable of changing into one.
  
  
  Biography: (Personal history)
  
  
  Anna was born into a strong, loyal family that will do whatever is right for the king. She was a happy little soul making mischief around her. She loved everything she had and her family loved her. One day, a strange crystal was found at their front door that was full of energy. The family, excited with their discovery, took it in and left it alone on the table. Anna was excited to touch it, wondering what an energy crystal feels like. So Anna picked it up. Not knowing what she was doing, she somehow transferred the energy into her, and there was a lot of energy in that crystal. It was a disaster, Anna kept on moving too fast and crashing into objects, she kept on knocking people far away and accidentally pushing things too far.
  
  
  Annabelle's family decided to find some form of magical solution to fix the amount of energy inside of her. When they reached the doctors, they said that she can either transform into a kitsune or go through a dangerous procedure. So, with Anna and her family not wanting to risk Anna dying, they chose the first option.
  
  
  Her energy was fixed and she now had nice little ears and a fluffy tail. But as a result of this people started to shun her and treat her like an animal. Along with this, she learned how to read the minds of other animals for some odd reason.
  
  
  As Annabelle grew up, more and more started to hate her what what she is. Eventually it got so bad that strangers started attacking her family . Of course, she and her family did everything they could to stop this from happening, but Anna would always have some sort of misfortune fall upon her or her family simply for Anna being a Kitsune and being able to read animal minds.
  
  
  Eventually Annabelle decided it was time to just leave the household, knowing that her staying there was creating more harm than good. She left at the age of 13, just when she was hitting her teenage years. Ever since she left the house Anna would stalk from market to market swiping supplies to fit her needs. But once a month she would return back to her family's window to see how everything was going. Their lives greatly improved after Annabelle left, but they miss their daughter.
  
  
  On the day of Annabelle's birthday a policeman caught her 'accidentally' knocking off an apple and grabbing it for herself. She was immediately caught and sent away to the dungeons. During the questioning, Collector Sean was called in to take away Annabelle for her powers, and as a result she is now in the Vaskoliir academy and she is excited to start her new life.
  
  
  

 

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Personal Details

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Appearance: Phoenyx is 5'4" tall, with a petite, but rather muscular build owing to years of sword fighting. She has wavy, flaming red hair, with bangs that are constantly hanging over her bright blue eyes. She has a round face, with pink lips and dark lashes. She's cute, but she's dangerous.


Full Name: Phoenyx Sylvalur Bloodrose


Nickname(s): Nyx, Red


Age: 15


Gender: Female


Orientation: Demi-bisexual


Race: Sun Elf


Collected or Volunteer?: Collected


Your Gift: Precognition; the ability to tell the immediate future. This means that Phoenyx will be able to tell what's immediately going to happen next. For example, in a battle, she will be able to tell her opponent's next move. Or in a conversation, she will know what the person she's speaking to will say next.


Class: Paladin


Good or Evil?: Good


Personality: Phoenyx is a fiery, sassy individual with lots of attitude. Although she can be quite charming when she wishes to be, she's the type of person who could probably talk an opponent to death. She doesn't hesitate to be completely straightforward in her words, and is known for her integrity. She can be good leader though, and is a natural in the battlefield. She has a bit of a knight complex, and is always the first to help a person in need. Her favourite hobby is sword fighting, and her favourite food is anything spicy. To sum it up, she's a nice person with a snarky mouth.


Likes: Fighting, helping people, being in control of her situation


Dislikes: Reading, surprises, RSA

History

How are you holding up?: "How am I holding up? HOW AM I HOLDING UP?! Okay... Deep breaths, Phoenyx, deep breaths... *takes a deep, calming breath* Okay. I'm fine now. To answer your question, I'm not holding up well. I mean, how would YOU feel if everything you had was suddenly ripped away from you one fine day? My life was perfect, and then that stupid letter came. When I refused to go, that weird masked guy forced me to come, and... And now I'm here. In this fancily decorated prison. Yay."


History: "Ah... My family history? Well, the Bloodrose family has a long past. We were one of the first nobles of Alver, and we still continue to be. We're one of the most respected families out of them all. It's the Bloodroses that have supplied weaponry directly to the King's army itself. Our products are of the finest quality. We also built half of Alver once the Sun Elves came to Vian, and our buildings continue to stand until the present day. We have had many Paladins and Priests of the Sun. Basically, we're a really honored family. There."


Biography: "Imagine the disappointment my family faced when their first child was a girl. And, the whole situation was only worsened when my mom died when she gave birth to me, so I was basically their ONLY child. Sure, my dad loved me. But I was a girl, and my mother was dead. Girls can't fight battles, girls can't run companies. And I was reminded of that on a daily basis, with every tear my father spilled when he thought that I wasn't looking.


It was discovered that I was dyslexic at a young age. I couldn't read or write properly, the words always looked like deformed spaghetti to me, I was usually always lost in a daydream or something. Sure, I was smart and 'had potential'. But my dyslexia was a huge drawback in my academic life.


Then came the appearance of my Vaskoliir powers. I would answer questions before they were asked, I would know when someone would walk into the room before they did. My father realized that I was Vaskoliir. And he told me to hide it, to never let anyone know. Initially, I didn't understand why. As I grew older, I realized that he had saved me from a terrible fate that would have been brought upon me had anyone else found out that I was a Gifted Soul.


When I was seven, I picked up a sword for the first time. And it felt so right. The feeling of the blade in my hand, like I was holding power that was completely mine to control. I would watch people sword fighting, and I would practice the moves later. When my father found out about this, he was hopeful for the first time. He even hired a personal trainer for me.


And he found out that I was amazing with a sword in my hand.


Soon, he even tried me out for Paladin training. At first, everyone was skeptical. A girl, and one so young, becoming a Paladin? But with my Vaskoliir powers and exceptional skill as a swordsman... I graduated as the youngest Paladin. I laughed in the faces of those who initially laughed at me.


Everything was going perfect. That was, until that damned letter arrived.


It offered a safe place for Vaskoliir like me, but I was already safe. I didn't want to go. My dad insisted on me going, but I still refused. Finally, that dude with the weird mask came and forced me to go. I remember putting up a fight... But then, I saw something- something just so horrifying - and I was knocked out and... And... I don't know. I'm here now.


That's all I have to say."

Skills/Abilities

Preferred Weapon: Phoenyx likes her combat up close and personal, with her special sword (which was given to her once she graduated as a Paladin), Tempest. She's quite gifted with her blade, and a formidable opponent as she will always know your next move.


Strengths:

• Great swordsman
  
• Can always predict opponent's next move
  
• Exceptional leader and team player
  

Weaknesses:

• Poor archer
  
• Dyslexic
  
• Can be overconfident at times
  

Relationships

Family: Father - Sylvalur Bloodrose, Mother (deceased) - Ember Bloodrose


Friends: TBD


Enemies: The people who forced her to attend RSA, TBD


Status: Noble


Emotional Status: Angry, irritated, ready to stab someone at a moment's notice


Love Interest: TBD with Artelioth Muniare

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Full Name: Leilianne Kalasiin


Nickname(s): Feel free to make one up


Age: 17


Gender: Female


Orientation: Pansexual


Race: Star/Moon Elf


Collected or Volunteer?: Collected


Your Gift: Persuasion; the ability to make people follow her orders as long as they can hear her. She can make you jump out of the nearest window or run around naked singing the Banana Song if she wants you to.


Class: Starcaller


Preferred Weapon/Fighting: Leilianne is good with a bow and arrow. She likes to be far away from her opponents, and shoot at them from a height. She has an excellent aim, which makes her an exceptional archer. She could use her powers, but she had an extremely bad experience with it the first time she used it, and hasn't used it since.


Good or Evil?: Good


Strengths:

• Amazing archer
  
• Good at medicine and healing
  
• Knows how to settle disputes peacefully
  

Weaknesses:

• Physically weak
  
• Reluctant to use her gift
  
• Sucks at hand-to-hand combat
  

How are you holding up?: "Listen, usually I'm a nice person but I feel like killing someone for you asking me this. I mean- just- *sigh* Okay. If it were under normal circumstances, I would even be happy to be here. But now... I'm just worried about my mom. What'll she do without me?! I'm scared for her. I don't know what I would do if I lost her... It'd all be my fault. She's the only person I have, and- If she dies while I'm away... Well, I might as well as kill myself."


Personality: Leilianne is an empathetic, compassionate female, who specializes in taking care of others. She's always willing to do a good deed, even if she gets nothing in return. She can be a bit shy initially, but will become more open once she gets comfortable with you. She is kind, but she's not a pushover. She will not hesitate to roast your ass if you're being difficult, though she's more of a pacifist and prefers to settle matters in a calm and collected manner. Leilianne has promised herself never use her powers, as her first experience with it was a rather traumatic one. Thus, she never used her gift more than oncd, making her notably weak in that area. Although she seems care for everyone, she is not a person who trusts easily, due to past experiences. She's fiercely independent, and dislikes having to depend on others for anything. She likes it better when she's the dependable one. Her favorite hobbies include reading and listening to music, and her favorite food is chocolate. To wrap it up, she has a soft exterior with a strong interior.


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Likes: Music, taking care of others, keeping things peaceful


Dislikes: Fighting, disloyal people, loud noise


History: "The Kalasiins? Well, we've been the healers of my tribe - Sanguinem Luna - for really long time. Apparently, there was another Starcaller who was born to the Kalasiin family, who is my namesake - Leilianne Kalasiin. We have a deep knowledge of herbs and medicines, which have all been distilled in books that only the Kalasiins have access. Yes, we guard our secrets jealously. And, well, yeah. That's pretty much all I have to say, unless you want me to go into deeper details."


Biography: "As a Starcaller, I was supposed to be a gift but I was more like a curse. I was the result of a one-night my mom had with some stranger. And after I was born, she fell seriously sick. The ironic part? She's the tribe's healer.


As her condition grew worse, I took up her job. Our family was revered, and my mom was offered the best medical attention from all over Voral, but even they couldn't seem to help her. Everyone told me that I shouldn't work so much. But I wouldn't let them spoil me. I lived life by mother's motto of being kind, remaining humble and always being open to learn new things.


I was always always working, reading, experimenting, trying to find a cure for my mother. I had no friends, apart from a boy called Kenji. He was a really good friend to me. He would always make me laugh, help me with finding herbs in the forest, pretend to be my bodyguard. He was pretty much the only friend I needed at that time.


Then, it all came crashing down.


I was heading towards the forest, when I heard a familiar voice somewhere nearby. I followed the sound to see Kenji talking with a group of his guy friends... About me. And it wasn't anything good either.


He was saying the most inappropriate things, and how he had me wrapped around his little finger. 'She's so pathetically innocent,' He had sneered, and that's when I finally lost it.


I barged into the clearing, and all his friends scattered as soon as they saw me, leaving us alone. We started arguing. At first he tried to make excuses, but then he dropped the act and revealed his true colors. He insulted me, hit me in my weak spots. Killed me inside.


'I hate you! Just go kill yourself!' I had yelled, a thousand different emotions in my voice, tears streaming down my face.


Suddenly, his face went blank and he stood completely rigid. I stared at him in confusion. Then, he walked towards the nearest tree, and climbed up to the tallest branch. This was no joke, because the trees in Voral are HUGE. 'What are you doing?' I asked him. He didn't reply.


Instead, he jumped.


His body made a sickening crack when it hit the floor, and blood pooled around him. I screamed, and I ran away as fast I could from the scene, without any sense of where I was going. I had committed a heinous crime, and I knew that I was going to die. They were going to kill me once they found out.


I was too afraid to go back, but I didn't want to leave either. What would happen to my mother?


When I went back, I found out that they had discovered the body. All of Kenji's friends wanted to pin the blame on me, but I was let off the hook because I was a Starcaller. I didn't tell anyone about what had happened. Kenji's funeral was held, and life continued on normally after that.


But I could deeply feel the absence of Kenji. It felt really lonely without him, although he had betrayed me. This was only emphasized by every look of hatred thrown at me by his friends. I became fearful of my powers, of what it could do. I vowed never to use them again, and always take good care of others to make up for I did to him.


A year later, the letter arrived. I had suspected it, but the letter confirmed it - I was a Vaskoliir.


I didn't want to go. My mother was still alive but barely, and I didn't want to leave her side during the limited time she had left.


But then... A man with a mask fashioned to look like a skull approached me. He was fairly nice at first, and asked me to go with him politely. When I refused, things got rough. He probably must have used magic, but suddenly, I was back in the clearing where I had made Kenji commit suicide. The entire scene replayed right in front of my eyes, and I blacked out.


And... I ended up here. I don't know how my mother is doing, and I'm bursting with worry. That's my life so far..." TBC in the RP


Family: Mother - Chalice Kalasiin, Father - Unknown


Friends: TBD


Enemies: TBD


Status: Tribe Healer


Emotional Status: Worried, jittery, anxious


Love Interest: TBD with Sebastian Ramirov

THANK YOU TO @Anaxileah FOR SAVING MY BUTT WITH THE CODING!

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Personal Details
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Appearance Description


Lirayta is 5'4" and weighs 130 lbs, having a little extra weight on her legs due to strong muscles from running. She has long blonde hair and tan skin, her eyes being a light blue color. She is a rather accurate depiction of Light, and happens to have the same cheerful attitude. Her face is heart-shaped and smooth, her face elegant and regal in all her richness. She is normally adorned with jewelry, especially headwear.

Appearance Description

Kaliyr is the same height and weight as Lirayta, since Kaliyr inhabits the human female's body. However, when Kaliyr takes control of the body, her hair becomes black, her skin a deathly pale, and her eyes a scarlet red, as if she was the embodiment of Darkness. She loves to wear skimpy clothing and reveals all of the curves and bust that Lirayta has, using their looks to their advantage.
 
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Full Name


Lirayta (No Surname)

Full Name

Kaliyr (No Surname)
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Nickname


Ayta

Nickname(s)

Kali
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Age


16

Age

???
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Gender


Female

Gender

Female
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Orientation


Bisexual

Orientation

Pansexual
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Race


Human

Race

Elemental Spirit
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Class


Revenant

Class

Sorceress
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Gift


Angelic Aura - Gift of Flight

Gift

Demonic Essence - Gift of Possession
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Preferred Magic


Light

Preferred Magic

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[Srion Receno]

Full Name: Srion Alexandria Rose


Nickname(s): n/a


Age: 18


Gender: Female


Orientation: Bisexual


Race: Sun Elf


Collected or Volunteer?: Volunteer


Your Gift: other then being able to create things out of light she can do the same for fire. There is always a possibility that it can back fire and can catch things on fire.


Class: Rogue


Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: Martial Arts and any weapon she can create.


Equipment All Classes: light armor that shows her stomach. Has a purple and sliver look to it.


Good or Evil?: Good


Strengths: She is able to adapt to situations, quick on her feet, smart in her own way


Weaknesses: isn't physically strong (but is working on it) , unsure how to act around others, gets attached to things easily.


How are you holding up?:


"I am vary nervous, I've been alone for a wile and never had any friends. I am excited though I'm really looking foreword to meeting new people and seeing the different races"


Personality: kind, caring, shy until she gets to know you. There is a possibly that living alone has made her slightly crazy in a way.


Likes: singing, animals, warm sunny days, campfires and cooking.


Dislikes: Thunderstorms, the dark, being alone for to long, loud noises.


History: no idea where or even what they are


Biography: when she was little she woke up in the middle of the woods and just stayed there, until she figured out no one was coming for her. She went to towns but found no-one and went back to the woods never really leaving again.


Family: possibly?


Friends: there is no one yet but she hopes to get many friends


Enemies: nope...that she knows of anyway


Status: lives alone in forest so...


Emotional Status: nervous


Love Interest: nun as yet


Appearance:

 

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[Raven Kade]

(Open to editorial suggestions/revisions.)


Full Name: Annie Verthrexrashreim, Khirrashax


Nickname(s): Dove, Black Wing, Soul Burner, Kirra if you are not attached to your pulse.


Age: 18, Auld


Gender: Female


Orientation: Gay, Asexual


Race: Human, Demon


Collected or Volunteer?: Collected, has not been staying in one place for long enough to recieve the letter.


Your Gift: Her gift is willpower more or less. She has incredible force of will. Simply put she is more or less immune to mental attacks and invading her mind is at best unsafe. See Biography for how this effects her revenant status.


Class: Revenant


Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: Dove is too friendly to fight, and avoids it when possible. If not possible it usually turns to retreat, or on occasion Kirra.





Preferred Magic Sorcerers only: Kirrashrax prefers combat magic, although she has some capability in change magic.


Equipment All Classes: As the story begins Dove is still in weathered prisoners clothing. Kirra wears a robe of black feathers. They have no weaponry, and sensible boots.


Good or Evil?: Dove, well lets put it this way, Dove has been sharing a brain with a demon for quite a few years, and is still likely one of the nicest people you will ever meet. Kirrashax is Chaotic evil.


Strengths: Kirra wields darkness infused elemental magic, and is capable of infusing them with a great deal of power. She can wield five of the nine elements with some degree of proficiency. Those being air, fire, water, and earth, the mundane elements. Of the arcane elements she can only wield darkness with any degree of power. She can also wield the seventh element, Time, first of the ethereal. However this was never a magic meant to for use by human bodies, and this will rip her apart the more Kirra uses it. There are many things that can be done with Time but Kirra is limited to slowing time around her as she moves through it. She can use this for about three seconds at a time before it starts to damage her. As it ramps up it will damage her more and more, and while it will kill her at a minute and a half of use it is incredibly unhealthy to use it for any time beyond thirty seconds. Specifically thirty seconds is the time when it is possible for the injuries it inflicts to kill her.

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The mundane, Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. The arcane, Light, Darkness, Energy, and Entropy. Ethereal elements are Time, Space, Creation, and Destruction. The thirteenth element is Divinity. It's limits are limited, and it's effects are great, but it is almost impossible to not die from wielding it. Kirra has no ability to use any but the five listed, but I included the idea I was working with.


Weaknesses: In a word, Dove. Dove is always present to some degree in Kirra's mind preventing her from being ruthless in all of her behavior, and holding her back to some extent. Plus she shares her odd physiology which includes a nasty weakness to warmth. Anything above ninety is uncomfortable and possibly disorienting for her. Anything above one hundred is incredibly painful for her. Also due to her metabolism she needs a lot more food.





How are you holding up?: "I am fine. Don't worry about me I can always manage. How are you doing? You should really talk out problems with other people. If you ever need someone to talk to come to me. I am always willing to help!"


"You should not be in here you know. Her mind is an unsafe place to be as an invader. However if you must know I am irritated and bored. I am stuck in the body of someone I despise for her weakness. I am an upper demon, who has been alive for thousands of years! Normally I would have been able to overwhelm her mind easily, and yet this little idiot whose mind I live in somehow contains me. It is much harder for me to emerge, and the rest of the time I am naught but a voice in her mind. Also, no what she did for me during [Redacted] has not effected me, nor will it. I cannot wait to be free of her some day."


Personality: Dove is friendly to a fault, sometimes literally. She is kind and will often trust well past when she should. She is unwilling to seek revenge for personal affronts, but if you hurt someone she cares about, that is one of the few ways that she might voluntarily give control to Kirra.


Kirra is always angry as she has been trapped in the body of her polar opposite for several years, during which they both underwent [Redacted]. She is amoral, and definitely not attached to Dove. Definitely absolutely not.


Likes: Dove likes everyone on sight, and it is quite a feat to make her hate you. She also likes cheese, and is a bit of a connoisseur. She also loves wind, and cold weather.


Kirra likes mayhem, and pretty much only mayhem.


Favorite food: Cheese, Rare Steak


Hobby: Cartography from the air, Planning out how to defeat everyone she meets.


Dislikes: Dove dislikes cruel people, although she will generally try to remain polite. She also hates being made angry or anything that dulls the mind, as both can give control to Kirra. She also hates bad cheese, and people who dislike cheese, it is one of the few ways to make her dislike you. She hates warm weather.


Kirra dislikes most things and most people.


History: Dove was born to a noble family with a long history of mediocrity. They have been hangers-on and minor officials for many many years. Kirra is a demon with a certain amount of pedigree, and a great deal of Power.


Biography: Dove was conceived by the heads of a minor noble family. They had her magically examined in the womb, and found out she had the feel of a gifted person, and was a female. These traits made her next to useless to them, but at the time they were having issues with certain people and lacking information. They decided to try and alter her in the womb. They succeeded and gave her to a caretaker to be raised out of sight for the next twelve years. Then her parents came to bring her back.





Redacted(NYAHNYAHNYAH)

She escaped in the chaos and began to wander, growing used to Kirra's voice in her head. She received her letter shortly after and came to the academy hoping to start a better life.


Kirra is a Demon. She was summoned into Dove's body during [Redacted]. She is still conflicted about those events, not that she would ever let you know that. The events caused an oddity in their binding that causes Dove to remain incapable of using Kirra's strength, but empower Kirra in strange ways. Thanks to that, and Dove's will, Kirra's influence is limited.


Family: No true family, except a dead mother. Kirra has parents, but they are also demons and they have not spoke in several hundred years.


Friends: None


Enemies: Her birth family. They are a low level noble family, but if they ever discovered she was still alive they would be very interested in her death.


Status: Poor


Emotional Status: Dove is happy more or less. Kirra is angry, as usual.


Love Interest: Dove is extremely lonely, although she hides it well. Kirra is Asexual but that does not mean she will not have something to say about it.


Physicality: Dove is ironically not built along the lines of a dove. She is built to be a carnivore, and her wing structure is hawk not dove. Her teeth are sharp and she needs a high meat diet. In addition she has an extremely fast metabolism, and needs to eat large amounts of meat several times a day to remain healthy. Relatedly she has a very high temperature at all times. She has a resting temperature of 110, and a high resting heart rate. Her skin is always very warm to the touch, and if it ever isn't it is a very bad sign. She is much lighter than she looks as her bones are light, although they are also very durable. She is built for flight, and has a great deal more oxygen capacity, along with her wings being able to take in air. Her circulatory system is stronger than a normal humans, and cycles blood quickly. However it will also cycle poisons and drugs through her body faster. It is next to impossible to lethally poison her due to her bodies resilience, but it will still effect her and drugs will effect her oddly. Her healing is somewhat enhanced but although most of the enhancement lies in completion. That is to say that she will regenerate unusually fast, but the biggest effect is that she regrows completely. If she survives something she will eventually recuperate back to optimum condition. Her wings cannot be compacted safely, and she must fly at least once a day. Due to the breathing she does via her wings, poisonous gasses will effect her much faster, but it is almost impossible for a poison to kil her.


Appearance:


Dove is tall but thin, and somewhat small in stature. Her hair is a lustrous grey, and her eyes are orange, along with being bird shaped. Her skin is light brown. Her wings are quite large and take up a decent amount of space, along with being a soft grey. They are also incredibly sensitive. She is also somewhat muscled, particularly around the shoulders and back, as a result of flying.


Kirra has black feathered raven wings. Her hair is black and her eyes are an odd white. Her skin is the same as Dove except she has strange black patterns running over it, that widen and shift unsettlingly when she uses magic. She shares Dove's general physiology.








Kirra:

(this image is pretty much Kirra.)








Dove:

Wings and eyes are biggest differences.

 

[amethysty]

Hope I can still join, since I know this has recently started.


Full Name: Avari Suzakai


Nickname(s): Ava, though she’ll be greatly peeved by strangers/acquaintances calling her that. To them, she is Avari, and only that.


Age: 20


Gender: Female


Orientation: Bisexual


Race: Moon Elf


Collected or Volunteer?: Collected


Your Gift: Avari is well versed in the basics of controlling and manifesting water and ice, as well as the essentials of healing magic. However, despite her family’s wishes, the only magic she has ever proved a gift for was the ability to conjure images which she often used in order to


Class: Sorceror


Preferred Magic: Illusion Magic


Equipment All Classes: Avari never wears armor, because she claims it is peasants wear, making it completely unbefitting for someone of her status to wear, but in reality, she is too weak to properly support any kind of armor. She will never admit this though, because she feels embarrassed of her inadequacy. She is well versed in using a bow and arrow however, the weapon suiting her, since she is utterly terrible at close range fighting.


Good or Evil?: Contary to what most people assume, she is good at heart. Sometimes, however, she finds herself swaying towards the wrong direction, especially when her jealousy starts taking a hold of her.


Strengths:


+basic healing ability and manipulation of water and ice


+archery


+proficient at conjuring believable images to confuse and mislead her target


Weaknesses:


-in battle, her manipulation of water and ice is pretty much useless


-should the opponent get too close, or suprise her, she wouldn’t be able to retaliate


-the opponent could become aware of the fact that its an illusion, and at that point she is left at their mercy


-physically weak from a life of leisure


How are you holding up?: “Well, I would rather not to tell my feeling to someone such as yourself. But if you must know, I’m irriated at this whole fiasco. I’ll be just fine however.”


Personality: Aravi often puts up a front, pretending to be a snob and too good for everyone, in order to prevent people for getting too close, then ditching her for her strong, better, prettier sister. But underneath that front, she is a hopeless romantic who wants to belong to something. She used to pull a lot of pranks, partially for the rush of it, and partially to get attention and to feel like she matters more. She hates being compared to others, especially her sister, but she does it far more than anyone else. She tends to be insensitive, often hurting people’s feelings, which is why she was never one to make a lot of friends. She envies those who are charismatic, and can draw a crowd, since that was exactly the kind of person her sister was, and she was permanently stuck in her shadow. While she is annoyed that she is getting shipped off like a delinquent, which she is, she secretly hopes that she will finally have her spot in the limelight, and get to shine a little.


Likes:


+she absolutely adores classical music, especially piano


+pulling pranks


+ballet


+sunny days


+rain and snow


+noodle soup


Dislikes:


-people who are late


-being compared to others


-thunder and lighting


-getting in trouble


Biography & History: Where the Suzakai’s money came from, no one knows exactly. Some believe they were once assassins that were hired by wealthy families that had paid them wealthy sums to take out opposing competition. Some think it was a direct result of the war. While most families became desolate, they thrived. No one truly knows, but they are highly revered, and hated, and the number of people who have attempted to take them out is unfathomable. But none have ever succeeded, since the family has always had strong children who could protect themselves from harm. And of course, when news that there would be twins, everyone assumed they’d be the strongest duo to ever grace the family. However, one of the twins turned out to be incredibly strong, a Starcaller in fact, and the other, well, not so much. Aravi was always neglected in a way, everyone focusing on the far more talented and gifted Arriette. Perhaps thats why she started attacking out, causing mischief, and the only thing keeping her out of serious trouble was her fathers money. Eventually everyone had decided enough was enough, and Aravi was collected by force, and she is a little more than peeved about it.


Family:


Sveker Suzakai: father


Blanche Suzakai: mother


Arriette Suzakai: twin sister, also a Starcaller


Friends:


Mara Kuna: only person who ever payed attention to Avari


Enemies:


Other than enemies of the family, no.


Status: A wealthy aristocrat family with more than enough power.


Emotional Status: Irritated


Love Interest: At the moment none, though she has always wanted “the one”.


Appearance: Aravi is shorter than most, standing at 5 foot even, and weigh a little under 90 pounds. She is very slim, with very little muscle, and could easily be break into two with a little force. She has long white hair, even paler skin, and practically see through green eyes, she had her fair share of getting called a ghost. <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb9e9b3ae_araviforsure.jpg.ad358cfecf6b7660f1e5bc5c02849aef.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="142004" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/57a8cb9e9b3ae_araviforsure.jpg.ad358cfecf6b7660f1e5bc5c02849aef.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

[TheWhiteScarf]

I was hoping I could join cause I was making my bio before you put the started thing.


Full Name: (First and Last name. [Middle name is optional])


Kuno Geno Zella


Nickname(s): (Whatever you like, kept PG13 of course)


Genocide


Age: (Anywhere between 13-25)


15


Gender: (Shouldn't be hard to know what to put here...)


Male


Orientation: (Straight, Bisexual, Gay/Lesbian, Asexual, or Pan-sexual [This is optional])


Straight


Race: (Custom Races(if any) must be kept within realm of fantasy, no robots!)


Assassin=Rogue


Collected or Volunteer?: (Did you receive a letter inviting you to RSA, or did Collector Sean force you to attend?)


Volunteer I guess... Sorry I don't know....


Your Gift: ([Almost] Any Magical power you want to have, get creative! Side note your gift doesn't automatically make you a Sorcerer, but it does mean that everyone has some form of magic ability. This is very important.[but no god powers!])


Kuno is able to make his self nothing for a about ten minutes. Making himself "nothing" means you can't see him nor him, including his foot steps. This is has a long cool down and is usually used to get passed enemy areas.


Class: (Custom classes must coincide within racial limits, ie NO DWARF MAGI or ORC ROGUES!)


Human Assassin


Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style Warrior and Rogues only!: (Including Martial Arts if any)


Up close and Sneaky


Equipment All Classes: (What other side arms does your character have? What armor does your character wear?)


Kuno uses a sword with some throwing knives next to his hip. He wears armor on his tank top and some on his legs.


Good or Evil?: (This will affect how your individual story should flow. It will also help give me an idea on how your character will affect the group story.)


Kuno in the past was an evil person, having to live an assassin and killing targets. Now he is starting to become good and trying to forget about his past, as a assassin.


Strengths: (Should be obvious.)


Kuno strengths come within his gift and talent of being an assassin. He can come up with strategies to sneak into a base and kill off people before people even notice. Also his sword helps with his strengths, since his sword is longer than a dagger meaning able to kill people for a much longer distance. He has amazing aim and is able to throw knives in vital points of people's body. His is rather quick and is able to run around for quite sometime.


Weaknesses: (One weakness per strength)


Kuno's weaknesses also come from his gift and talent of assassin. If Kuno ever kills or grabs other his form of being nothing will make him visible and people will be able to hear him. Also, if Kuno doesn't kill the target in enough time, his gift will go out, leaving himself vulnerable. His weaknesses of his talent of being an assassin is that he really didn't learn much about fighting up close instead of being hidden and such. He can hold up, but only to certain amount to where his talent of being of up close will begin to fail. His strategies can only be made if he can get a visual of the whole inside of the building, usually taking about about ten to thirty minutes from what the building looks like.


His quick killing is only available only when he is in his gift, since he is not seen as much. His sword also has weakness, which is that his sword is his only weapon since he will use up his throwing knives already. So his sword will be his only weapon and you know how he is in up close battles. Also, even though is aim may be amazing it doesn't mean he will always hit the vital parts are even hit people at all. Finally his quickness is rather fast, but not so fast that you can't catch up to him.


How are you holding up?: (Interview, this is an opportunity for your character to explain how they feel. Have fun with this one!)


RSA Interviewer: "So how are you Kuno?"


Kuno: "... Huh? Oh I am fine. Uh how did I get here?"


RSA Interviewer: "How has your "being good" days going?"


Kuno: "Uh they have been good? You still haven't answered my question of how I got here."


RSA Interviewer: "How is your "new" life going and what has been happening in this "new" life?"


Kuno: "Um... My uh "new" life has been going okay and not much has happened in this "new" life other than I feel like this is a new route in my life and a good route. Can you please answer my first question?"


RSA Interviewer: "Are you interested in RSA?"


Kuno: "Well I mean yeah? I felt like I can meet new people and become friends with others. I don't have much friends and I was hoping that I can really start a new life here, since many people won't really know me.. Hopefully. Now can you answer my question of where I am!"


RSA Interviewer: "Yes I will. Welcome to the campus of RSA."


Kuno: "You know. You could've just said that."


Personality: (What's your character like? I ask for NO LONERS PLEASE!)


Kuno is rather awkward type of person, since he is getting used to the friendly and good life. He is rather quiet, but is able to talk in a conversation a bit. He doesn't like to talk a lot and he hates to yell at people, since that he was never used to yelling at people. At times he will be a person to be alone in the back, but usually he will be person to talk to. Although he may seem like an odd kid, he is turned very kind and protective of people he really cares about.


Kuno is a really nice person, but he is also very shy. He doesn't know much about love and is really not used to it.


Likes: (What does your Character like?)


Scarfs, kittens, swords, people, smiles, the sun, snakes, foxes, the moon, darkness, music, weapons, and more


Dislikes: (What does your Character dislike?)


The Sun, tears, water, sadness, depression, death, red, his past, his family, being an assassin, and more.


History: (Family or tribal history)


Kuno was born into a family that was part of the mafia, and he was forced to learn the ways of the assassin life or he would've been killed off. He was used, mistreated, and beaten since his family didn't care for younger kids. Everyone in the mafia didn't care for Kuno, and whenever Kuno came back with injures they wouldn't care. Only one person actually cared for Kuno in the family of mafia, and it was his older brother, Sindro. Sindro was the person who taught Kuno everything he knows about assassins, and was the person who took care of him like a father/brother.


Kuno and Sindro both hated living the mafia life, and they wanted to escape this horrible life style but they knew that you could never get out of the mafia. Sadly, on one day Kuno and the rest of the mafia, including his family, in the area were caught in a gang war with some rival gang. Kuno was asleep and had been woken up to the sounds of bullets being shot. Kuno ran to the area of where the shots were coming from and he saw the mafia and his family being shot. Suddenly a bullet was heading towards Kuno and Sindro jumped in to block the bullet from hitting Kuno.


Sadly, Sindro had been shot in a vital point and began to bleed out heavily onto Kuno. Kuno witnessed his family die and his caring brother die in his arms. Sindro's last words to Kuno was, "Run Free. Don't Look Back. Never Come Back. Please.... Live For Me." Sindro had given Kuno his sword and scarf as a things to remember him goodbye. Kuno snuck away from that incident with tears dripping down his face and he ran towards a forest near the town. He reached the forest and stayed in the forest for the rest of his life, hunting animals and people that were not welcome.


Soon the forest was named, "Genocide Forest" and Kuno was nicknamed Genocide because of those deaths. After nine years, Kuno was sleeping and woke to see a letter on his lap. It was from RSA, telling him to come by and was asking him if he wanted to join the academy. At first, Kuno thought it would be dumb to go, but after a few weeks past he thought about how he hated living a life where he was forced to kill and he wanted to become a good person. After that moment Kuno began to travel to RSA and became with people passing by along the way.


Biography: (Personal history)


I kinda mixed it with the History already so... yeah


Family: (If any)


.... They dead


Friends: (If any)


None to be noted of.


Enemies: (If any)


The people who killed his brother.


Status: (Rich, poor, soldier, peasant, noble)


Poor.


Emotional Status: (Happy, Sad, Mad, etc...)


Happy, Depressed, and Mad


Love Interest: (If any [if you want to have a preexisting romance with another character, ask the character's owner and let love flow!])


He doesn't know what love is.


Appearance: (Images required! Humans can use Anime, Realistic, and/or description. Non-human races can use base image provided or any other that you find alongside a description. Same goes for any Custom Races)

 

[Killigrew]

Lawrence James Envorou III


"My friends call me Jamie."

Age: 17


Gender: Male


Orientation: Straight


Race: Human


Class: Warrior


Weapon of Choice: Lance


Volunteer, Good


Your Gift: The Might of Envorou (With his lance, Jamie can summon a lightning strike no matter the weather. As a side effect, if he doesn't call lightning, he intermittently discharges static electricity and becomes extremely energetic.)


Fighting Style: Wrestling, HEMAS, duelling techniques as found in the Talhoffer


Equipment: Half plate, Arming Sword, Flail, Lance, and a Crossbow


Strengths Courteous, Courageous, Empathetic


Weaknesses Stingy, Bullheaded, Impatient


Appearance Blonde hair, blue eyes for the face; tall and lanky for the body.


How are you holding up?


"Oh, fine! Very fine! A crippling burden has been lifted from my shoulders; every step I take feels light as a feather. Hope paints the walls before me, and the sun shines down in favor! -- Ahem, excuse me, I almost forgot myself. Thank you, your concern is inspiring; how are you?"


Personality


Any son of the Envorou bloodline stands tall and points his nose. They are a proud line of scholar warriors, a spectacle for the common folk for their fascinating, unnecessarily intricate courtly manners. Lawrence James Envorou is no exception; the mask of etiquette is so used to his face that it has formed the contours of his smile, eases the tension of his shoulders, and even warms his eyes. He bears the farce so often that even he sometimes cannot tell whether he acts as he wants to act or acts as he thinks he should act. There are a few things he keeps to himself; a disdain for the insolent, love of the meek, and fascination with fire.


Likes Silk, Dogs, Incense, Zealots, Cinnamon, Mountains, Snow, Hunting


Dislikes Bitter herbs, Rats, Fake Silk, Grapes, the Ocean, Fishing


Hobby: Hunting


Favorite Food: Roast Goose


History


The first Envorou in recorded history was the king's brother. The riches he gained he did not earn; rather, they were his birthright. As time stretched on, however, and the family of Envorou and the Felver family grew distant in bloodline, rot settled at the family's root. Spoiled sons oppressed their citizens, thieving the people they were charged to protect. They reaped as they sowed; the hatred of their neighbors and a failing economy was their fruit. When Enzaniel spread his slaughter over the land and pressed against their gates, the Envorou family's own men turned against them, unwilling to protect a ruler that held no loyalty to his own people. Overthrown, disgraced, family upon family bearing the Envorou name was given over to die at the hands of those Alveric elves. Those that yet lived were the few; the infants, the just, and the charitable. In the wake of tragedy, the rot was cut off, and those that remain of the Envorou line are those worthy of it.


Biography


He was to be the heir of their humble keep. Groomed and raised among the elites, passing time with the peasants and tradesman, Jamie walked two sides of comfort and labor, since he was to understand one and rule the other. Energetic is an apt term to describe Jamie's youth. From childhood to adolescence, he ran the castle crazy. Getting him to sit down for a lesson was an hour's work, and convincing him that the lavatory was a better spot than the tree outside was a year's accomplishment. So unwieldly was his character then that his father and mother caved in to their advisors and sent him away to their cousin's castle to be disciplined like any soldier. There Jamie learned humility. Treated no different from any commoner's son, he fetched letters and carried messages like a dog, and the only time to himself was spent in fitful slumber. Welts were the pay for disobedience, whippings for rebellion; pain was a tutor Jamie learned from quickly. As he grew in stature and discipline, Jamie was allowed pleasures; hunting and dancing among his favorites. You would not find a more avid hunter in the castle grounds. He attended every hunting party in spring, and when fall came, he set half the traps. "There's joy in tasting the fruit of your labor," he'd say by way of explanation. "And there's more to be found when the fruit's hard to catch." Dancing was more of a substitute during the winter, and though he was no wonder worth beholding, at least he learned not to trip over his own two feet. The gift manifested while visiting home. Upon the intake of breath, his fork erupted in a bright light, snapping against his fingers. An anomaly, sure, but it caught no one's attention until Jamie, rising unsteadily to his feet, raised his hand, and all present saw the sparks running brightly across it. It could not be hidden long, but that did not deter his family from trying. And who can blame them? Too much had been spent on their son; a fortune for his future that was meant to carry the future of their house. With the gift, he would never be accepted as the master of the house, and there was no one then to take his place. For two years, Jamie was held like a prisoner in his own home. The times were miserable until Arthur was born, and with him new hope for the Envorou line. Though his parents say he owes a great debt, Jamie is glad to be free of them, if only for now, while he earns his place in the world at Ris'Saliance Aior, Vaskoliir Academy.


Family: Lawrence II (father), Gertrude (step-mother), Anne of Slavia (birth mother, deceased), Tabitha (step-sister), Arthur (toddler half-brother)


Friends: Aiden (cousin and playmate from childhood), Ferdinand (Captain of the Guards), Richard (best hunter in Jamie's family fief), Danny (the hunter's apprentice)


Enemies: The Jackals of Landover (glorified bandits playing at being guardsmen. The Envorou family ceased trade with Landover as a result of their criminal influence, and gained an enemy), Silvano the slimy silk merchant (Tried to pawn off fake silk, so Jamie made his life in Envorou territory miserable), Daisy (a peasant girl that Jamie accidentally almost killed (hunting accident)) and her family


Status: Noble (the family owns one fief)


Emotional Status: Cheerful


Love Interest: N/A

 

[simj26]

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<strong><u><span style="font-size:24px;">Yukie Nisewaru </span></u></strong>


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<u>Sadist's Honor</u>


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<em>"A stroke of luck for me, and a stroke of death for you~"</em>


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<strong>Age: </strong>


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17


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Female


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<strong>Orientation:</strong>


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Straight


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Human 


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<strong>Collected or Volunteer?:</strong>


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Volunteer


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<strong>Your Gift:</strong>


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<em>"Don't try it!"</em>


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'Rejection' is Yukie's gift. It allows her to imbue her weapon(s) with a strange discordant energy that nullifies magic that it touches, effectively allowing Yukie to literally cut through magicks. There are several limitations to this gift, and one of them is simply that she cannot nullify what she didn't cut. In short, a torrent of weaker spells is more effective than one powerful one against her. Wiser mages would find this weakness a trivial thing to bypass. The less...gifted would have a long day instead. Or a short one, depending on just how long Yukie plans on playing with them. <strong>Class:</strong> Samurai, based off the warrior. They forgo heavy armor and brute strength for speed and skill.


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<strong>Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style:</strong>


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●Raikiri: One of the four treasured blades of the Nisewaru clan, owned by Yukie herself. It is said that this blade cut through lightning itself, and was rumored to have held the power of the god of lightning after bisecting one of his strikes. It is now merely a somewhat abnormal blade that glints magnificently in the light, and never loses its sharpness. It certainly can't cut lightning nowadays, but when coupled with Yukie's gift...


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○Yukie despises striking from the shadows, but she always strikes first, nonetheless. She is a close-quarters combatant, dancing about her opponent with acrobatic moves, ducking, weaving, and dodging away from their attacks and whittling them down in between. She won't kill with one stroke, but a thousand strikes is good enough for her. She occasionally throws her knife to disrupt the opponent, and uses her gauntlet as a somewhat unreliable shield to block attacks she cannot dodge.


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<strong>Equipment:</strong>


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<u>Hunting Knife:</u> A small knife she keeps strapped to her leg. She uses it as a back-up weapon, as well as a thrown weapon to disrupt opponents from a distance.


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<u>Gauntlet:</u> Steel armor covering her left arm from the elbow to her hand. It is strong, and has been fitted to allow her to block physical attacks without breaking her arm by absorbing most of the shock, but it is still rather unreliable as a shield, given that she is basically shoving her hand into harm's way.


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<strong>Good or Evil?:</strong>


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<em>"A stained leaf's blade cannot be cleansed by the falling rain. A tainted soul will always be a tainted soul. Don't think too highly of yourself."</em>


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Affably Evil, and loving it.


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●There are some things that cannot be denied. One of them is Yukie's skill with the sword. Though not a master, to possess such skill when one is as young as she is means that she is fast on the way to becoming one


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●Yukie is what they call an unfettered one. Anyone who stands in her way, loved ones or no, she will cut them down. Nothing that attempts to bar her way will be left standing once she is done.


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<strong>Weaknesses:</strong>


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○ Her sadism really strikes a dissonant chord with many, and she doesn't have insanity to blame for it. She genuinely just enjoys seeing people suffer and die as a person.


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○As mentioned, her gift's one main weak spot is that, while illusions, magical constructs, and powerful but one-shot spells are easily brushed aside, a rain of just weak magic will take the wind out of her sails.


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○Yukie is what one may call duelist- she excels in fighting one-on-one battles. As such, her tactics and combat style revolve around seperating her opponents so she can reliably fight them one by one. Still, those who are wise to it can attempt to outmanoeuvre her diversions, and overwhelm her by sheer numbers.


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<em>"Pretty good! Speaking of holding, I've just gotten my deliver for that order for Yamatai tea leaves. If you want to chat more, sit down a bit, and I'll prepare some brew for you! Tea helps to soothe the nerves, you know?"</em>


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<em>"Oh. Em. Gee! That is the cutest thing ever!"</em>


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A weapons freak who gushes over marvelously-crafted tools of death and destruction and a mercenarial young lady who will take the road with the highest pay, no matter how many lives she will have to take for it, Yukie is still surprisingly polite and demure when she feels like doing so. Her usual upbeat and rather cheerful demeanour is genuine, and so is her love for the gurgling cries of dying men and women who have met their demise at the business end of her sword. It doesn't seem to confuse her at all that someone who enjoys tea ceremonies and rather normal girly things like her has a place in her heart for the painful deaths of others around her. She seems to enjoy shipping people together and has what her brothers call 'shipping goggles' on at all times. Her 'OTPs', as she calls them are worth dying for, ranked just after her Emperor and her family. Besides her sadistic nature, though, Yukie seems to be a rather amiable young lass. She likes cute boys in heavy armor, the sweat glistening off their brows as they work their giant swords, and gets along just fine with other people, as long as they don't bring up the whole killing and murdering part of her life. It's not that she hates it. It's that she'll just keep talking about it forever until her listeners empty the contents of their stomach from the gory details.


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To some end, Yukie still has her standards. While she is more than happy to cut down people who enjoy making pre-battle speeches before they finish their speech, she is still somewhat honor-bound. For instance, she never strikes a man when his back is turned, and is clearly fleeing the battle, and shows contempt for people who do. Her gift also ensures that any confrontation against her is one of skill and strength, not magical power. It carries over rather well to her derision for magic users, whom she is most delighted to deny them their magicks, and behead them. Slowly. After cutting off their limbs. One by one. Very slowly.


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<em>"Spears punch through armor/ Swords cut the flesh from all fools / Beautiful bloodbath." </em>


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<p>


Her hobbies consist of writing poetry, flower arrangement, tea preparation, and shipping people together.


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<p>


She enjoys chocolate cakes the most.


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</p>


<p>


<strong>Likes:</strong>


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<p>


The screams of her enemies as she dissects them with surgical precision, the cries of the fallen before she drives her blade into them, the futile pleas for mercy which will inevitably die off after the finishing stroke, the feeling of warm blood across her face as she opens up a gaping wound in her victim's body, cute boys, armor, well-forged weapons, cute boys in armor wielding well-forged weapons, cute animals (though her definition for cute in this category tends to be a bit sketchy), chocolate-flavoured anything.


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<p>


</p>


<p>


<strong>Dislikes:</strong>


</p>


<p>


Magic-wielding bozos, people who don't take care of their weapons, cowards who rely on their gifts or magic (normal cowards are okay, just a little disappointing), strawberry-flavoured anything


</p>


<p>


</p>


<p>


<strong>History:</strong>


</p>


<p>


The Nisewaru clan is a long-running family of retainers for the Yamatai royalty. Each child of their family would serve their current generation's royal family, even those who were not going to ascend the throne. Famed for their swordsmanship and their steadfast devotion to their job, the Nisewaru clan is not one family that should be trifled with.


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<p>


</p>


<p>


<strong>Biography:</strong>


</p>


<p>


Their parents martyrs for their emperor’s cause, the youngest Nisewaru sibling was brought up by her brothers, both of whom were groomed swordsmen, and with the money of the royal family, Yukie Nisewaru was a spoiled child for the most part of her youth. A spoiled child who was, I remind you, raised by two swordsmen. It was only natural that the girl picked up a sword not long after her sixth birthday. It can't be said that she wasn't talented in what she did. Yukie, at a young age, was one of the most competent amongst the trainees. The only issue was that she started exhibiting telltale behavioural traits of a sadist at around the same time. Prolonging fights so she can bat around her opponent more, using unorthodox means to lock her opponent in place just to inflict more pain on them… it was all quite disturbing to watch, even if she did just swing around a wooden sword. When they finally had to accept that she was a full-fledged swordsman, they reluctantly allowed her to carry a sword. Her first blade was, of course, one of the four treasures of her family, the Raikiri. Its siblings were, naturally, already owned by her brothers, and the last of them reserved for the next in line.


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<p>


</p>


<p>


When she was 16, there had been quite the conundrum. ‘Shadows’, as they were called, started invading various countries. Some hid in their homes, some took the opportunity to wreak more havoc in the world. Takao remained with his Emperor, while Kitano and Yukie split up, joining two different forces. Kitano went off to put the Akakaze blade to the test against the Shadows, while Yukie took off to handle the more human foes. It was there that she was witnessed to be quite the depraved creature, the very same-said one that now echoes in the household of the royal family. Her gift manifested first when she came up against dark mages who used arcane powers to try and overwhelm her forces. Their guns barely making a scratch on them, and illusions driving her team-mates wild, Yukie, having gotten sick and tired of this boring charade, drew the Raikiri that she carried with her at all times, and charged straight into the crowd of mages. Her sword aglow with some power unknown, she sliced through their defenses, their offense, and their bodies. Screams of pain and anguish, cut off with a death rattle, pierced through the air for a whole half an hour while the soldiers that had been with her recovered from the onslaught, and watched as she made the streets of Yamato run red. Some of the screams seemed to last forever, and some didn't so much as get a single second to be savoured. When she finally emerged from the fray and long after silence had ruled the area, she simply wiped her blade’s edge on a piece of cloth, sheathed it, and grinned, not one of manic insanity, but one of a girl who looked as if she was just happy to see her pals. Her career ended soon after, as she was invited to join the RSA. After a heated debate with her brothers, which involved them drawing their swords and at each other’s throats, they finally agreed to let her do just that, if only for the reason that she could take what she learned from the people she met and bring it back to Yamato to further bolster their defenses.


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<p>


</p>


<p>


<strong>Family:</strong>


</p>


<p>


Takao Nisewaru: Eldest brother of the Nisewaru siblings, aged 27, and the to-be patriarch of the Nisewaru clan. Very displeased with his younger sister's sadistic tendencies. Dotes on her nonetheless. Serves the to-be Emperor of Yamato. Wields the legendary blade Amaterasu.


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<p>


Hisako Nisewaru: Wife of Takao Nisewaru. A true Yamatai lady, she cares for the household, and commands the great many servants of the Nisewaru clan. A beautiful rose, to be sure, but one with its thorns. The only one in the family, or any where at all, that Yukie actually fears.


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<p>


Kitano Nisewaru: Second oldest brother of the Nisewaru siblings, aged 23. Has earned more fame for his skill with a paintbrush rather than a sword. Nonetheless, still a rather talented swordsman. Often sends Yukie paintings of dead people just to make her happy, despite his dislike for painting such scenes. Wields the legendary blade Akakaze.


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<p>


<strong>Friends:</strong>


</p>


<p>


Abe Tennomaru: The to-be Emperor of Yamato, aged 28, hailed as the warrior king. She sees him as a friend. He sees her as 'Takao's strange sister', though he doesn't complain much- as long as she is on his side, he barely cares what she does to get her rocks off. Funds the SDF, and is not afraid to participate as a member himself. Known for his one confrontation with a Shadow with nothing more but a decorative naginata, and his subsequent curbstomp on it.


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<p>


Sanae Tennomaru: The to-be Emperor's sister. A skilled archer and artist, so you can say she draws very well. Also a member of the SDF, she is a sniper of unparalleled ability. She is quite indifferent to Yukie's behavioural...issues, seeing as she savours death just as much as Yukie does pain. Holds the record of third longest-ranged confirmed kill.


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</p>


<p>


<strong>Enemies: </strong>


</p>


<p>


Now this one is certainly empty, because making enemies with her is, like, walking onto the train tracks and standing there until a train hits you. Except she makes the dying much slower, and much more painful. <strong>Status:</strong> Noble, sort of. The family she hails from serves the emperor directly, and is seen as elite servants and bodyguards.


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<p>


<strong>Emotional Status: (Happy, Sad, Mad, etc...)</strong>


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<p>


Happy, of course! Why should she be anything less?


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</p>


<p>


<strong>Love Interest: </strong> Still window-shopping~


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[Emiya Shin]

Here it is! Let me know if it needs adjustment.


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Kurumi Fujisaki

"I guess I'm still sane enough to speak."

[source: Shinoa Hiiragi from Owari no Seraph, illustrated by swd3e2.]
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• Core Information
• Combat Information
• The Interview
• Psyche Analysis
• Background
• Others

• 
  
  
  Full Name: Kurumi Fujisaki
  
  
  Nickname: Kuro (means black in the language of the Orient)
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Gender: F
  
  
  Orientation:
  
  
  "Ohohohoho! Naughty naughty you... Unfortunately it's a secret. So get out from my face!"
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Collected or Volunteer: Collected
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Your Gift:
  
  
  -> Touch of the Shadow
  
  
  Ever since she was severely injured by a Shadow, Kurumi has displayed abilities to utilize the darkness element as a main source of damage. Aside from its Energy cost, it also consumes her memories and sanity, depending on how strong her darkness magic that she decides to cast in a battle. Heavy abuse of the darkness power will result in lunacy, bloodlust, and in more severe cases, turning into a Shadow Demon.
  
  
  Class: Warrior
  
  
  Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style/Equipment:
  
  
  -> Crescent Green (portrayed in the appearance above, preferred)
  
  
  A pen-sized object that transforms into a two-handed black-greenish colored scythe which is also Kurumi's family heirloom. Due to its large size, Crescent Green is heavy and it is not suitable for indoor fighting. In return, it boasts good range and crowd control ability, which are useful to defeat the Shadow hordes on her homeland.
  
  
  -> Xiphos
  
  
  A grey colored, double edged, single handed sword that Kurumi uses in case she loses her scythe or a battle happens to take place in a narrow, indoor area. Its hilt has the etched logo of the Self-Defense Force. Being lightweight and sharp, it is a simple but effective weapon to deal with her enemies. Xiphos was her late best friend's weapon, which Kurumi keeps it as a memento.
  
  
  -> Hand-to-Hand
  
  
  When the need arises, Kurumi is capable of fighting unarmed, but mostly on rare occasions. Most prominently used when she decides to punish those perverted men of all races with her bare hands.
  
  
  Good or Evil: Mostly lawful good, unless someone decides to get on Kurumi's bad side and drive her crazy.
  
  
  Strengths:
  
  
  Being a trained Self-Defense Force soldier of the Orient Islands, Kurumi is proficient in close-range fighting, possessing good amount of reflexes and muscle memory enough to keep her alive, while at the same time, handling Crescent Green in an efficient manner. In terms of endurance and stamina, Kurumi can survive long endurance fights, thanks to her body being contaminated by the Shadows.
  
  
  Weaknesses:
  
  
  However, Kurumi lacks in speed and agility, especially against nimble enemy Rogues. She can hold her ground with another Warrior by utilizing her range and control provided by the Crescent Green, but not against Rogues who can nimbly dodge her scythe attacks. She do not possess a lot of raw power and strength compared to other races or burly Warriors as well. Even though Kurumi can deflect light magic projectiles with her scythe, she will still have troubles with sorcerers should they decide to throw heavier magics on her.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  "How are you holding up?"
  
  
  Kurumi turns to interviewer, looking perplexed before responding to him.
  
  
  "Good, splendid, awesome, nice, super, epic WOOOOOOO--!"
  
  
  She shouted and threw her arms in the air like a kiddie who just entered a candy store at the end, before changing back into her previous annoyed expression.
  
  
  "Yeah, right. I wish I can feel those right now." Kurumi paused a bit. "Because I don't."
  
  
  She lets out a sigh exasperatedly, subtly hinting that she was terribly not pleased with the fact that she was forced to attend this mouthful of an academy.
  
  
  "Seriously. I don't have the time to play around in an academy like this."
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Personality:
  
  
  Prior to her registration to the Self-Defense Force of the Orient Islands, Kurumi is like your average girl next door. Caring, honest, responsible, determined, optimistic. Then she got drafted into the nonstop war against the Shadows and her personality took a severe hit, becoming much more realistic and survivalist-based. Ever since she was contaminated by the Shadows, Kurumi's personality also become unstable, especially when someone angers her. Even so, she occasionally displays kindness and her trademark honesty, indicating that Kurumi still partially retains her previously cheerful personality.
  
  
  Likes:
  
  
  -> Saving people
  
  
  -> Doing something worthwhile
  
  
  -> Chocolates
  
  
  -> Desserts
  
  
  -> Playing flutes
  
  
  Dislikes:
  
  
  -> Whiny people
  
  
  -> Hypocrisy
  
  
  -> Half-cooked rice
  
  
  -> Perverts
  
  
  -> Bad hair day
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  History:
  
  
  The Fujisaki family has a long history of being soldiers, especially serving in the Self-Defense Force (SDF), the unified military of the Orient Islands from the East. Most of the family members remained as normal soldiers, with not much wartime stories to share with.
  
  
  Until the Shadows arrive, that is.
  
  
  The SDF has been actively dealing and protecting the Orient Islands from a new threat known as the Shadows, unknown humanoid and monstrous beings formed by a darkness of unknown origin. The Shadows are known to consume human beings in whole and transform them into another humanoid Shadow. A person is considered to be contaminated when a Shadow attacks them and the person survived the attack, usually after being saved by the SDF soldiers.
  
  
  Even though the person in question recuperated from his or her previous injury caused by the Shadows, several side effects can be observed, most notably partial loss of their memories and changes in their personality to be more unpredictable, such as bursts of violent anger when provoked. In some cases such as Kurumi, the victims may also gain the ability to manipulate and use darkness element to attack. Doing so however will erode their remaining humanity, driving them to insanity and potentially transform them into a Shadow Demon, a powerful Shadow with extensive command on darkness sorcery.
  
  
  Back to the Fujisaki family, Kurumi's parents have given birth to four daughters, to their dismay as they wanted a son. Kurumi's father was one of the earliest soldiers was sent to deal with the Shadows. As such, their family has largely avoided being drafted by the SDF to battle the increasingly aggressive Shadows that has been mounting several attacks on the Orient Islands. As time past by, the defensive war against the Shadows has become more and more grim, to the point that the SDF decided to conscript women. Kurumi was one of them, largely that she wants to find out her father's fate, who has been missing for a long period of time, as well as respecting the government's request.
  
  
  Biography:
  
  
  Kurumi Fujisaki, the third daughter of the Fujisaki family.
  
  
  Her childhood was somewhat flawless, as she was well fed and clothed unlike the other more unfortunate child, even though nothing of significance has happened to her back then. Kurumi eventually became the typical next door girl, and of course, the boys liked her, just like her sisters. However, that carefree life soon changed when the news of Shadows invading the Orient Islands arrived at their doorsteps. Her father, a retired SDF soldier was immediately called to service. At first, the family began to receive letters from him and they both corresponded with each other.
  
  
  But things took another dark turn as the letters stopped. While fearing for the worst, an SDF representative arrived to the Fujisaki's house and broke the news that Kurumi's father was missing in action. The family took the news quite hard, but fortunately everyone managed to continue on with their lives, with the sisters and Kurumi's mother taking up jobs, as well as minor financial support from SDF.
  
  
  Since then, the outcome of the war against the Shadows turned more and more bleak, resulting a second wave of military conscription. All families are to at least provide one able-bodied family member, regardless of gender, at least 16 years of age to the SDF. It was a difficult time, where Kurumi eventually agreed to volunteer for the conscription, purely that she wants to search for her lost father as well as protecting her family from being disobedient to the government.
  
  
  Since then, Kurumi has endured numerous hardships, discarding almost all of her previous carefree personality, as well as the Shadow taint that she has suffered. She was expecting to die in the line of duty, until one day...
  
  
  Family:
  
  
  -> Kuronuma Fujisaki ("M.I.A. Damn it Dad, I hate you.")
  
  
  -> Aoko Kozue ("Mom.")
  
  
  -> Kirino Fujisaki ("Big Sis.")
  
  
  -> Shinobu Fujisaki ("2nd Nerdy Sis.")
  
  
  -> Rika Fujisaki ("The Haughty Princess.")
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Friends:
  
  
  "We'll see if I can get friends or not in this place." (N/A)
  
  
  Enemies:
  
  
  "You better not mess with me... as I'm a little bit loose on the brain wiring section." (N/A)
  
  
  Status: Soldier
  
  
  Emotional Status: Fluctuating between instability and annoyed personality, as Kurumi was not that pleased after getting herself dragged to the Academy.
  
  
  Love Interest:
  
  
  "Me having a love interest? Are you even serious about this?" (N/A)
  
  
  

 

[LullabyStAr]

 Documentation of Vaskoliir


Full Name:


Altehya Tharos Karothirin. (Pronunciation of Altehya: Ahl-Tay-Yuh)


Nickname(s):


Ahl or Alt


Age:


19


Gender:


Female


Orientation:


Straight


Race:


Sun Elf


Height: 5'7


Collected or Volunteer?: (Did you receive a letter inviting you to RSA, or did Collector Sean force you to attend?)


Collected


Your Gift: ([Almost] Any Magical power you want to have, get creative! Side note your gift doesn't automatically make you a Sorcerer, but it does mean that everyone has some form of magic ability. This is very important.[but no god powers!])


Altehya has the ability to levitate objects and living creatures. Of course, this gift comes with its weaknesses. To levitate heavier objects (human size and up +) requires a lot more energy, due to the planet's strong gravitational pull. Doing so would exhaust Altehya very quickly but it isn't impossible (but this requires LOTS of training if she were wanting to pick up heavier things more frequently). Currently, she is only able to levitate smaller objects (a little less than child human weight and below - ) and smaller creatures such as vermin. Also, the smaller the weight, the more objects she is able to levitate at once. The heavier the object, the less she is able to levitate. For example, currently, if Altehya were to use up all of her energy using only levitation, she would be able to levitate 3 grown human-sized men: around 350 pounds. But she would only be able to do so when the Sun is at its highest peak and her energy is completely full. Also, levitating 3 men would leave her to regain all of her energy for 2 full days, having to sit in the sun for most of the time. So, Altehya sticks to levitating small objects and animals because trying to levitate even one 150 pound being would leave her exhausted for 15 hours.


Class: (Custom classes must coincide within racial limits, ie NO DWARF MAGI or ORC ROGUES!)


Paladin


Preferred Magic Sorcerers only:


As an older child she trained to attack/defend with the Sun's light, and fire. However, due to not completing her training, Altehya is very unfamiliar with how to control her powers.


Equipment All Classes:


Armor: Leather


Equipment: Two belts with pockets are located on each thigh. Another belt with mini bags/pockets located around her waist. And a cloth pouch is strung across her back also hidden under her cloak. Her cloak may appear to be a typical dark brown cover up. However, if you were to turn the robe inside-out the color is a deep,wine-red made out of a thick material that only nobles and people of royalty would be able to obtain.


Good or Evil?:


Chaotic good. Altehya holds a lot of grudges toward her family, as they are responsible for throwing her out into the streets. The anger and pain that she holds onto affects her character greatly. She doesn't know what to believe in anymore after being thrown on the streets. How could family, who were seemingly good, do a terrible act to a young elf? She no longer trusts anyone. Therefore, Altehya doesn't believe that all good is good and all bad is bad. Bad acts can be good acts and good acts can be useless acts. Altehya does what she believes to be right whether she is driven by anger or not. In order to defend herself she had to purposefully develop a strong, fierce, un-emotional, "tough guy" exterior (aka the Human Persona). However, most of her exterior is just for show. Deep down, Altehya has always naturally been a slightly timid, shy girl. When she was learning Paladin skills as an older child, she was constantly hesitant to learn moves that required attacking people. Perhaps it was due to her brother forcefully practicing attack moves on Altehya.


Hobby:


To stare out at the stars late at night, longing to feel and be loved. She feels empowered like some day something good will happen and will change her life for the better.


Strengths:


+Stealthy(sneakiness)


+Speedy


+Close-contact Combat


+Cunning


+Excellent Defense: High resistance against Magic attacks (due to being a natural born sorceror)


+Stealing


+Adaptive


Weaknesses: (One weakness per strength)


- Unaware of how her sneakiness can cause chaos and fear


- Tends to leave people who are slower people behind which may be fatal as she tries to take on the opponent by herself, rather than work together with others. No patience.


- Doesn't know how to attack from far away due to not completing her training as a Paladin.


- People may be prone to labeling Altehya as being deceiving and sly (yet her cunningness began as a defense mechanism in order to protect herself from harm. She doesn't know how to turn her cunningness off even at times when it's unnecessary to use it.)


- Although she is great at defending herself, her defense against physical attacks is harder, unnatural, and even exhausting.


- Disrespected by others


- Loses her own sense of identity


How are you holding up?:


"Being taken away against my own will to live somewhere that isn't to my liking? Feels just like home. Listen, why am I even here? I don't see what I have to provide to your silly little school. I am not fond of my gift. I use it to survive. I never use it for "fun", which is what you are all doing at this school. Besides, what's the point? Everyone will end up betraying each other or be betrayed when times get dangerous. The result may end in death. It's a greedy, fearful real world out there. I'll ask you again. Why do you want me here?".


Personality:


Before she lived on the streets at 13 Altehya was a shy, loving, caring, and happy individual. She was someone that people could depend upon. She gave full trust in her parents and anyone who seemed kind. However, all of that changed at 13. Altehya has become a silent and mentally hurt individual who is now afraid of trusting anyone. She now fears that kindness is a rare emotion as she views acts of kindness as only being well...acting/fake. Deep-down she is DESPERATE to be able to confide in others who deeply love and care about her even if she may not realize it. But she is afraid of being hurt, which had commonly happened in the past. Many have tried to enter her life during the times that she lived on the streets - perhaps they were attracted to her peaceful, warm, and breathtaking Sun-Elf features that she was blessed with. She used to be warm and bright as the sun on the inside, yet, is now cold and heartbroken by betrayal and that is why she has pushed all of them away. She'll answer questions directed to her BUT she'll attempt to not allow anyone to see her true "broken" self. Altehya is extremely defensive and pretends to act sly and cunning on the outside (as these were the traits necessary to survive among people in the slums). Perhaps there will be people in her life that will have the patience to slowly help Altehya to be her true self again by reaching forgiveness and therefore being happy once again. She wants someone to protect and to be protected (like being the big sister and little sister at the same time).


Likes: (What does your Character like?)


Scrumptious, home-made meals, that are not from the slums!


People who genuinely care about people and help to make you feel safe


People who are genuinely silly and happy


A nice, warm, plush, full bed.


A cozy, warm house.


Nature


Dislikes:


The slums,streets


People who betray and lie to others


Murderers


Nobility


Being touched physically by others (she'll try to avoid it by even making up excuses that she is ill, etc.)


People who get in your face whether they are joking or not. She views anyone like that as being inconsiderate and annoying.


Family History:


Altehya’s mother and father are of noble-descent dating all the way back to the First Crown War. The society that Altheya experienced was extremely hierarchical where the noble displays their sovereignty by demonstrating their highly-regarded magical power. In her community Noble Male’s were more highly favored than noble Women only due to gender. Altehya’s older brother was able to genetically develop the Mother’s highly-regarded power (STRONG manipulation of light), while Altehya accummulated nothing. However due to physical contact, she was able to develop a small percentage of her Father and Mother’s power (Ability to regain some energy from opponent’s light/fire attacks AND manipulating light into thin barriers). In one night, Altehya’s whole life had changed. Her father had found out from an unknown source that her mother had been fooling around with a human and had bore a child with him. When confronted and cornered, her Mother admitted the the news was true. The father demanded that if she wanted her status protected that she must get rid of the child who is half human. Her first born (Altehya’s older brother) was half human and half elf. However, not only in order to protect her nobility but also for the sake of the family’s generations to come, her mother claimed that Altehya was half human and elf. The sake of keeping the male rather than the female would be of more importance to the Karothirin family. At age 13 Altehya was sent away to live on the streets. The Sun Elf community was told that Altehya had been killed by rogues.


Biography:


At age 13 Altehya was in complete shock after being dropped into the slums and had to immediately start fending for herself. She believes that it is her gift that has been able to help her survive. Many people have tried to put her life in danger so she taught herself how to defend herself using some martial-art skills due to knowing very little defensive Paladin skills. Living for six years in mostly darknesses has taken a toll on Altehya's body since she is naturally a Sun Elf who uses the sun's light to regain large amounts of energy. She is more pale than tan (in-between) and is very thin. Yet, she manages to obtain enough food by stealing and trading for it (she only steals when in desperation or when someone pisses her off). Altehya had once befriended two boys similar to her in age (15).One was 15 and one was 17. After 6 months she grew to trust both boys and grew fond of the younger boy. However, one night the older boy planned to kill the boy and sell Altehya for a ridiculous amount of money. To find a young, beautiful, female Sun Elf on the streets was extremely rare. He managed to kill the boy but Altehya escaped from his grasp (fortunately, it was her gift that saved her life. Out of survival, she levitated the 17 year old boy and banged him against a window, killing him instantly. That was the first time she had ever used her gift for combat and the last. She vows to never use it for combat again as she associates her gift with being a murderer (even though she did it to save her life)). Altehya, heartbroken and horrified, has never been able to fully trust anyone again or create anymore relationships. Now, at age 19, she has forcefully been collected to join RSA.


Family:


Mother, Father, and Older Brother (by 1 year)


Friends:


Currently: Only acquaintances that would do "under-the-table" business with her in the streets.


Enemies:


Anyone who attempts to put her life in danger or attempts to steal her belongings.


Status:


Is of noble blood. However, after being "thrown away" onto the slumps, she is now treated as being poor.


Emotional Status:


Numb to the anger and pain she has held in for 6 years. She feels empty at many times, yet longs to feel safe and loved and once again happy. She yearns to make friends, yet when she is faced to do so, she wants to back out immediately due to not trusting anyone. Altehya comes off shy and quiet, yet, confidently stern when expressing her beliefs and actions.


Love Interest:


Has a need to be loved. Wants to be open to love yet is afraid of trusting. Perhaps a certain man will positively change all of that.


Appearance:


Hair: Pale Blonde. Skin Color: Slightly tan but more pale due to being in little sunlight. She tans in more sunlight. Eye Color: DarkRed-Brown (Her eyes sparkle with hints of orange in lighting). Cloak: Brown exterior with wine-red interior. Belts and pouches are brown leather. Cloth shirt is a deep purple. Pants: Black. Shoes: Leather Brown. Her Twin Swords are located on her back, hidden underneath her cloak.

 

[Anaxileah]

Not in this RP anymore anyway. Bye.
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[Kalin Scarlet]

Luxe
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Full Name


Luxe Rosaria


Nickname(s)


Crimson Rose


Age


18


Gender


Male


Orientation


Straight


Race


Phoenix


Collected or Volunteer?


Volunteer(?)


Your Gift


Luxe's flames can heal others of any physical, mental, or spiritual injuries. Luxe transfers a portion of his massive life force into a flame that he then infuses with the person he is trying to heal. the speed at which the healing occurs is dependent on the severity of the injury.


Class


Warrior/Sorcerer, subclass SolBlade


A phoenixian warrior who concentrates all magical energy inward, making their entire form shift into flames that are nearly immune to physical strikes, though more susceptible to magical attacks.


Preferred Weapon/Fighting Style 


Azure Style Sol Arts


Equipment 


Luxe carries a katana, a belt for carrying a few additional items, and nothing else.


Good or Evil?


Chaotic Good


Strengths


+Experienced Swordsman


+Great Chef


+Resistant to Physical Attacks


+High Speed


+Experienced with the world


Weaknesses


-Weak to magical attacks


-Has an obsession with women


-Lacks a wilingness to kill


-no truly magical combat abilities


How are you holding up?


"Well, I was a bit surprised how this all turned out. Just this morning I was cooking up some sweet bread for my guests(I own a inn) and then suddenly I'm drawn into this...I didn't think I'd ever return to the sword. I guess...It's just what's meant to be. Anyway, my name is Luxe. I'm...welll, that's not really important. Um...are there any women, here?"


Personality


Luxe is a cheerful, kind individual. His time as an innkeeper has allowed him to learn much about how to read other people. He is respectful of others feelings and despite his osession with being with as many women as possible, he most desires having them genuinely care for him.


Likes


+Women


+Food


+Reading


Dislikes


-Cold


-Needless Killing


-Cruel People


History


(Family or tribal history)


Biography


Luxe was born as a member of the Rosaria family, alongside his twin sister, Beltris. Because she was born first, Bel was named the heir to the family, and Luxe was trained to become a Solar Blade, One of the guardians of the Rosaria family. After many years, Luxe grew tired of that life, and started to explore the world on his own, eventually becoming a sucessful mercenary for a time. At some point, he disappeared from the world, only to reappear as an unsuspecting Innkeeper a few years ago...


Family


Marian Ignis-Father


Alcier Rosaria-Mother


Beltris Rosaria-Sister



Friends


None


Enemies


None


Status


Middle Class


Emotional Status


Content


Love Interest


None, at the moment.