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Gender

Age

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Height

Hair Colour

Eye Colour

Personality

Character Strengths

Character Flaws

Likes

Dislikes

Biography

Mage Rank

Magic
(No more than three. A primary, secondary, and third type of magic. Skill accordingly as well.)

Level of Expertise
(Only S-Class Mages can have a full mastery over their magic. Whilst an A-Class can be exceptionally skilled and close to mastery, they cannot be masters of their magic.)

Strengths

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Equipment

Miscellaneous

LeSoraAmari · Jul 22, 2017

I swear upon the holy brilliance of the Almighty Lord, that I; Elizabeth Goldenheart, shall become a beacon of light for all of Earthland. In the hopes that one day, we shall all be free from the torment of evil!

E.Goldenheart

Basics
Name
Elizabeth Goldenheart
"The Holy Warden of Heaven"
"The Golden Valkyrie"

Gender
Female

Age
23

Appearance

Described as a woman of peerless beauty, Eliza is a true warrior at heart. Donning beautifully crafted armour with a silken toned touch, she is nearly always ready for battle and ready for a fight. Eliza's long golden hair is worn into one long plait that is tightened securely and adjourned with a navy blue bow at the end that matches her attire. Her frame speaks elegance as her slim yet toned and curvaceous body dons the scars and burdens of a true warrior. Eliza has a fresh face that, despite having her been in countless fight and having gone on countless missions, had no scars on its surface at all.

Height
5'7"

Hair Colour
Blonde

Eye Colour
Purple

Details

Personality
Elizabeth is a woman of strength, independence, beauty, and refine. She is extremely hardened and understands the battlefield better than most. She is a warrior to the core, and on the battlefield she is at her calmest. Growing up raised by numerous different figures, Elizabeth isn't someone to easily grow attached to one specific person to the point that her life quite literally depends on it. She is extremely honour bound and protective, and never backs down from a fight and never ever surrenders. Needless to say she is one tough cookie. Despite her outward tough persona, Elizabeth is exceptionally kind and compassionate to all forms of life, believing life to be a sacred thing, she detest all forms of mistreatment of life be it poaching to genocide, to murder to cutting down the trees. However - one of Elizabeth's most defining traits is that she is incredibly religious. The worst thing you could do is to insult her faith when in her presence, as you would soon find your skull blasted through the ground in a moments notice. Generally, Eliza is very calm and collected. However, she can be quite easy to rule up and she has a temper that rivals the gods. She can be terrifying.

Character Strengths
- Eliza is a warrior at heart, and she is phenomenally courageous and headstrong. In fact, it could be considered frightening.
- She has a heart of gold, and can very easily determine how others are feeling.
- Eliza is friendly and very approachable, despite her being quite imposing at times. She is very easy to talk to and confide it.

Character Flaws
- Eliza is incredible resilient, and she will never back down from a fight even if the opponent happened to be someone of Saint calibre. She would get up and continue to fight even when knocked down and faced with death. She does not give up. This could be considered a flaw due to her "unwillingness to accept defeat"
- Eliza is prone to recklessness if her friends/guild family/allies happen to be in any danger.
- Eliza is relatively easily to rile up.
- She has a tendency never to hold back on anything, from fighting to playing a game. She must always come out on top.

Likes
- Battle
- Praying
- God
- Her dragon
- The thrill of facing a worthy opponent
- Her partner

Dislikes
- Injustice
- Prejudice
- Unworthy opponents
- Cheese
- Bitter foods
- Needless fights

Biography
Wip

Magic Information
Mage Rank
S-Class

Magic Ability
-Requip; Holy Armaments of God-

Eliza's main form of magic, and the magic of which she has her sole mastery in is her Requip magic. This specific branch of Requip is unique to herself, and much like any other form of Requip, is a Caster/Spatial Type of magic that involves the usage of specific weapons and armour to the users benefit. Eliza's Requip majors in weapons and armour all of which have been 'blessed' with the holy properties of the gods, and incorporate holy lights into her armaments that can be expelled to project beams of scorching light, to encasing her being in a hardened ward of concentrated light. Eliza is able to utilise her magic to great ends, enabling her to change her weapons and armour rapidly during the midst of battle with ease, allowing for a great versatility in combat that makes her a very dangerous opponent.

-Holy Divinity Armour; Gate of Heaven-

Her main Requip, and the one that she utilises pretty much 24/7. She utilises intricate armouring made out of metals and silks unknown to modern history. While utilising this, she is able to protect Light Magics through the usage of her sword in slashes and the like. The Golden Divinity Armour is Eliza's main form of combat and that most certainly goes to show. It has the inherent ability of accumulating up to a hundred or more blades that the user can control on a whim for either offensive or defensive purposes, similar to Erza Scarlett's Heavens Wheel Armour, and she can also concentrate her Light Magic into the blades for an added burning effect if she chooses.

-Valkyrie's Bulwark-

One of her other sets of armour, this one is made out of stunning white silks and a silver armouring, with navy blue on the hems. Whilst donning this set, she wields a large lance with a flag attacked to the end of it. The lance in this set is known as "Valkyrie's Talon", and it is a lance of incredible cutting and piercing potential that, much like her other sets, allows her to incorporate Light Magic into her attacks. This set is more defensive than the one prior, as the flag has warding/defensive properties that enables it to act as a magical barrier against attacks. The Valkyrie's Bulwark gives its wearer the ability of flight, and grants them an added boost to speed as well.

-Dragonhide of Amaya; Heavens Ward-

This set of armour focuses on brute strength more than anything. A newly obtained armouring and sword crafted from the exquisite hides of the Holy Light Dragon Amaya, as a relic and also a source of tribute to the dragon. This set is thick with elegance and also a feel of strength about it. The armouring of this set is enchanted with very intricate seals of minor warding that give Elizabeth a slight buff to her defence whilst utilising it. It's main trait however, lies in the fact that it is directly attuned to Elizabeth's Dragon Slayer Magic and thus allows her to combine its essence into the very armouring of this piece. But not only that, it also contains the very essence of the holy flame and thus, it's axe enables Elizabeth to concentrate the burning golden light of her Dragon Slayer Magic into its being to empower her blows with a searing strike to either shatter or burn away her enemies.

-Levis Custos-

This set of armour is much less 'holy' in its appearance, yet it still attains that same sense of elegance as the rest. Levis Custos appears to be very simple yet it is the most protective of her armour, and alongside her shield, Fidei Defensatrix, she makes a very sturdy wall against attacks. The shield she used is able to withstand punishment greatly. Upon uttering the correct phrase, Fidei Defensatrix will illuminate and glow a bright golden in colour, and it's magical properties will be on the go. The shield is capable of duplicating into three copies that can either swirl around Eliza, or a copy each for her allies, acting as a protector for a shot while until either destroyed of worn out. It can also be slammed into the ground and expanded to create a wall for Eliza and her allies to hide behind or even thrown at an enemy like a frisby. This set is her most taxing.

Holy Light Dragon Slayer Magic

This branch of Dragon Slayer Magic utilises the holy brilliance of light by gathering light in all of its forms in order to create powerful attacks that seemingly scorch the enemy in a divine brilliance that cannot be matched. Taught to her by the Holy Dragon Amaya, Guardian of The Heavens, Elizabeth was one of the many chosen to take up the mantle of Dragon Slayer. This branch of Slayer Magic gives Elizabeth an immunity to light/holy attacks as her per element, and a strong resistance to the scorch of flames. It allows her to release blasts of her magic in the form of a roar and also concentrate it in order to release more powerful blows. Elizabeth is capable of using the light to amplify her naturally abnormal strength to even more surprising feats, as well as coat herself in a mystic armouring that can shield her being. The light of the Holy Dragon Slayer is empowering and healing to its allies, but scorching and damning to its enemies as a passive nature.

-Roar of The Holy Dragon-

By taking in a deep breath, Elizabeth consumes light from wherever it can be found and then releases it in a blast of immininent destruction all at once.

-Wing Attack of The Holy Dragon-

By channeling her magic into her arms, Elizabeth releases her magic in the form of an angelic dragon wing that reigns down fury upon its foes.

-Regeneration of The Holy Dragon-

By placing her hands onto a wounded person, Elizabeth is capable of covering them in a golden light that slowly but surely heals their wounds and their ills.

-Holy Dragons Enchantment: Protective Reversal-

One of the enchanting spells of the Holy Dragon Slayer. This spell enables the user to dispell any other protective spells such as spells that turn your body into a mystical armour to spells that generate wards and the like.

-Holy Dragons Enchantment: Divine Rejection-

One of the enchanting spells of a Holy Dragon Slayer. This spell enables the user to dispel the effects any spells utilised by a foe that enhances their physical strength/durability and is also capable of weakening them should the user deem it.

-Radiance of The Holy Dragon-

Coating herself in a ward of sheer divine flame, Elizabeth is granted a boom to her strength and speed as well as a protective layer of golden flame to protect her from harm.

-Holy Dragon Secret Art; Gods Wrath-

By clasping her hands together, Elizabeth shines with a divine brilliance. Upon using this spell, the sky begins to open up and golden rays of light shine down upon the area around Eliza, eventually expanding and covering an entire field if she so chooses. Once Eliza opens her eyes, large blasts of scorching holy light erupt from the ground like gigantic geysers that lay waste to her enemies.

Level of Expertise
Eliza has mastery over her Requip; Holy Armaments of God magic, as well as slight mastery with her Dragon Slayer Magic. Eliza is also a warrior, and she has an expert understand of swordplay as well as a good grasp of martial arts, utilising her ferocious strength to crush opponents with a blitz of steel to accompany her ferocious blows. Her skill with the sword is so intense, that she is regarded as one of the best swordswomen in the entire kingdom. Eliza is incredibly strong, and her punch is capable of singlehandedly shattering a large boulder upon impact.

Equipment
Nothing besides her already extraordinary vault of weapons and armour in her Requip pocket dimension.

Miscellaneous
Eliza carries on her person a small locket containing a picture of her mother and father at all times, and another containing a picture of her Dragon and herself.

Xel · Jul 22, 2017

"If I have to fight I may as well go in well defended, right?"

Name:
Vesa Ellion

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Hair Color:
Lavender

Eye Color:
Violet

Height:
5'7"

Weight:
124lbs

Appearance:
Vesa sports an unrefined appearance. Her shoulder-length hair and simple choice in clothes give her a very plain feel. She does nothing to pretty herself up and will usually just ignore her appearance outside of hygiene. Even so she is easily influenced by human society and can be convinced to try out new fashion and accessories. Vesa almost exclusively wears the outfit given to her by the dragon that trained her, touting it as the epitome of human fashion and taking great pride in it. That outfit is the one aspect of her appearance that she will go to great lengths to keep spick and span.
Mage Rank:
A

Magic:

Personal Shield - Vesa has the ability to project large, ornate shields that can move independently through the air. She can project up to six of these shields with her usual amount being two. The shields are large, heavy, and durable, capable of guarding against even a Dragon's attack. A single shield is large enough to protect your average human with Vesa being able to overlap them for larger coverage. The shields sport bladed edges along all four sides that, when combined with their weight and speed, can plunge themselves into her targets. Vesa utilizes these shields as a way of augmenting her Dragon Slayer magic, able to channel her magic through the shields for a variety of effects.

Steel Dragon Slayer - Vesa was taught slayer magic for defeating Steel Dragons. Like most Slayers she has an array of standard attacks. However, she channels these attacks through her shields giving her slight variations on them.

-Roar of the Steel Dragon-

Vesa utilizes the magic she gets by consuming metal and turns it into a powerful blast at her target. Rather than emit the blast from her mouth she instead channels the power into her shields, aiming them so the tapered end points at her target with each shield firing off the blast. Due to her channeling the blast through multiple sources each individual blast is weakened by the number of shields used. When all her shields direct their blasts at the same target it is full strength, but this also means she can fire on up to six enemies at once with weaker versions.

-Steel Dragon Swipe-

Vesa channels her slayer magic into her shields causing them to soar through the air and crash down into her foes with the force of a dragon's claws.

-Skin of the Steel Dragon-

Vesa is capable of covering her entire body with an incredibly durable armor, as if her skin was that of a Dragon's. This makes her exceptionally resilient to damage. Like all her spells she can also channel this through her shields significantly boosting their defensive properties against attacks. When using this on herself it greatly enhances her physical capabilities beyond just defense. Her strength and speed are also increased giving her an overall power-up.

-Forms of Steel-

An overall encompassing spell that allows Vesa to transform parts of her body into various steel instruments. Such as turning her arm into a razor sharp steel blade. She can even project these transformations allowing her to fire off projectiles at range, although this depletes her supply of magic more than simply transforming. This is the only aspect of her slayer magic that she does not channel through her shields.

Expertise:
Vesa is highly proficient with her slayer magic, and by extension, the usage of her shields. She has spent most of her life training and fighting an that frontline experience has given her a high degree of control over her magic. Outside of her magic she has little in the way of direct combat experience, relying almost exclusively on her shields and slayer magic. However, she can throw a hardy punch even if she lacks technique.

Equipment:
Custom made outfit given to her by Vysoria. While mostly designed to fit the old dragon's tastes it is extremely comfortable and well armored as it is made out of the steel dragon's very own scales. Vesa was told that it was normal human fashion and proudly wears the outfit almost everywhere she goes.
Personality:
Vesa grew up solely in the company of the dragon that taught her, as such her social skills are just a tad lacking. She is incredibly blunt with no regard for what effect her words might have. She simply speaks the truth as she sees it in a very deadpan fashion. She will not hesitate to call someone out if she thinks they have made a mistake nor would she hesitate to give them praise for a job well done. Her straight-forward nature can make her easy to work with, or make her an incredibly difficult person, with most people finding her in the latter category. All that said she still actually enjoys the company of others as being with her fellow humans in a novel situation. Every day she experiences new things that she had never known before and while she might not show it perfectly, she does genuinely appreciate other people being with her and helping her. When her mistakes are pointed out she will quickly offer an apology, even if she doesn't fully understand why it's necessary. Overall Vesa is a kind girl who's rough edges often times find her in troublesome situations.

History:
Vesa's early life was much like many. Her village was attacked by dragons with the majority of it's population wiped out including her parents. She was one of the few survivors of the attack in a world that was so difficult to survive in no one would take care of her. An extra mouth to feed was not something most people could justify. So the young Vesa wandered the wilerness, eventually coming into contact with a might steel-grey dragon. Frozen in panic, certain she was going to be eaten like her family, she could do nothing but stand there as the dragon approached. Fortunately for her she did not end up a food source. The dragon, by the name of Vysoria, was one of those who sought coexistence with humans. Seeing that the child had nothing left Vysoria took her in, gave her the name Vesa, and raised her.

The actions were not entirely selfless as Vysoria sought a human to teach Dragon Slayer magic to. However, the dangers present in such a thing meant finding a suitable individual was incredibly difficult. With such a young child it was possible to raise them, mold them, to be the ideal human capable of utilizing slayer magic responsibly. And so she spent her life training and living with Vysoria seclued away from human and dragon alike. Her memories of fellow humans faded away until all she knew was her time with her adoptive dragon father. By the time she was 13 the Dragon Festival was in full swing and she was already being given practical field tests in the form of combating lesser dragons and drakes. Over the next four years she continued to battle against the dragons that refused to coexist. At least until Vysoria ordered her to go back into human society. She had learned all she could from the venerable beast and he knew full well that she could not remain secluded forever. And so after much back and forth Vesa was finally separated from her father and forced to adapt to human society.

Likes:
-Vysoria
-Fighting
-Being Praised
-The Outdoors

Dislikes:
-The awkwardness of not fitting in
-Evil Dragons
-Being looked down on
-Urban centers

Stengths:
-Vesa has spent her entire life training and fighting making her unphased by danger and death
-She is incredibly self-reliant, capable of surviving in the wilderness by herself.
-She enjoys learning new things and is the epitome of a good student, able to quickly grasp things taught to her

Flaws:
-She has spent her entire life in isolation with only a single dragon to socialize with. This makes her absurdly awkward in human society as she has no idea what proper etiquette and standards are.
-Vesa can often have a one-track mind, focusing solely on one thing to the detriment of her surroundings.
-Vesa sees the world through the lens of life and death. Things that should be mundane she takes extremely important, viewing almost everything as part of the struggle to survive and prosper.

Vysoria:

The Elder · Jul 23, 2017

The world is still filled with too many unreasonable things. I accept all those who will stand against such inequalities.

Noah Cross

Name:
Noah Cross
"King of Djinns"
"The Traveler"

Gender:
Male

Age:
24

Height:
6'3"

Hair Color:
Purple

Eye Color:
Golden
Personality:
Noah is a laid back and fun-loving person. He is somewhat infamous among his associates for getting drunk and doing

outrageous things. He can be quite a flirt and is not above using his charm to get what he wants. Noah has grown to enjoy traveling and coming across a new environment filled with different people, food, and culture. Because of his travels, he learn many things about himself, and the world, like that loyalty to the people he loves, is never ending. Noah's biggest fear is that he'll one day have to kill someone he loves, whether it's because of betrayal or because he was being controlled. Either way if Noah, does end up killing someone he calls family he'll be broken. Noah is very familiar with battle and death. He's seen people die towards dragons; even the ones close to him, but yet he holds nor grudge towards all the dragons but only the bad ones.
FunFact: Noah tends to sleep naked

Character Strengths:
+It is very easy for Noah to form bonds with people, he's both friendly and charming.
+He's strong willed, skilled in both armed and unarmed combat, and doesn't seem to waver even when the odds are against him.
+He has as high alcohol tolerance.
+His knowledge of the world he lives in.
Character Flaws:
-Noah's loyalty to his friends is his greatest strength and flaw, it'll someday get him killed.
-Noah's non slayer magic puts him at a disadvantage when faced against a dragon.
-Noah's favorite activity is to drink, so when caught at the wrong moment he himself is set at a bit of a disadvantage.

Likes:
+Traveling
+Drinking
+Fighting
+All Women
Dislikes:
-Greasy Food
-People who purposely cause harm to the world
-Slavery

Biography:
Before Noah started his life as a traveler and a mage, he was a slave boy whose owners were one of the wealthiest families within Pergrande Kingdom. His days consisted of constant ridicule, harsh labor, and constant beatings do to him having to steal to eat. The family owned many slaves and out of them all, Noah was the one who held a constant smile/grin. Many thought that he was going insane do to the constant beatings and torture, but in reality he believed that one his terrible life style will change for the better. One day a dragon flew in and terrorized the area where Noah was located. Everyone was in panic, he saw rushing away and running to their deaths. Noah on the other hand, ran towards the basement and hid there with others until it was over. Once Noah heard nothing but silences, he made his way through the families tunnel making his way to the surface. The entire area was completely destroyed with burnt corpse and fire everywhere. Noah realized that now it's his chance to escape. He ran away with no regrets, and without looking back. Along the road he was running on, Noah came across a burn wagon, with horses running around. Noah stepped closer and saw the families crest. Noah step closer and falling out of the burning wagon was a chest. As he tested the chest,, he realized that it was completely cold.He opened the chest and the items within changed his life forever. The chest contained pouches filled with gold coins, proper clothing, a sword, and a Take Over Magic Grimoire. Noah took items, and a horse and ran away leaving the Kingdom. These items lead the 10 year old to grow and become the respected and strong man he is today.

As time went on Noah has traveled to many countries where he’s learned different knowledge and skills. One skill that he’s most proud of is his Djinn Soul Magic. Years ago when he found that book, he read it everyday, and within contained many different theories of Take Over Magic. One type that stood out to him was Djinn Soul. At first it was only a theory until a 14 year old turn this theory into a reality. Noah captured the soul of the Lightning Djinn, Baal. Noah used his refound magic and returned to the kingdom where he freed and saved his friends from their terrible lifestyle. Noah then left the Kingdom once again, never to returned. Now Noah is a simple traveling mage.
Mage Rank:
S

Magic:

~Djinn Soul~
Noah is able to take over the powers of Djinn. A djinn is a nature spirit that is being controlled by a human for the purpose of carrying out certain works. The human has to be in total control of the djinn, otherwise the djinn might take control over the human, or play tricks, like making objects disappear and appear, or wander around. Djinns are found in temples, or dungeons hidden around Earth-land. Finding it is somewhat the easy part, but making your way through it alive is the hard part. The Djinns' home are filled with dangerous beast, traps, and puzzles. Once they make it to the Djinn's chamber they still have to takeover the Djinn. Which, depending on the Djinn can be hard. Once a mage has captured/taken over a total of 7 Djinns they will no longer be allowed to step foot into the Djinns Dungeon. The Djinn's power grants their controller two spells. A passive attribute granting them enhanced strength and a active attribute allowing them to levitate up to 15ft in the air. All forms of the Djinn Soul have the same attributes which are different from their magic. Their known as Flight, and Enhanced Strength and Speed.

Djinn Soul-Baal
Lightning Djinn

In this form, Noah takes on the appearance of a dragon and gets two horns and a jewel on his forehead and an elaborate necklace along with blue scale-like armor over parts of his body and a long tail. In this equip, Noah gains the sword of Baal, Bararaq Saiqa. The sword has a guard around the hilt similar to that of the claw of Baal with blue scales.

Bararaq (Lightning): Noah summons lightning to strike his opponent or use of teleportation.

Bararaq Saiqa (Lightning Sword): Noah draws lightning down from the sky, and once the lightning has been summoned and stored in the sword, it releases an enormous lightning blast able to fill the sky with light.

Bararaq Inqerad-Saiqa (Lightning Sword of Extinction): When this Extreme Magic is used, an enormous blade of concentrated lightning in the form of Noah's weapon is released from above to impale anything below it.

Djinn Soul-Zepar
The sound Djinn

In this form, Noah takes the appearance of a small imp with dragon wings, a big belly, hooves, tail and three eyes. He is able to perform an incredibly loud scream able to "command" others into doing something. This power can be used on a lower scale to the point he can just speak, and still be able to place someone in a trance. He's used this lower scale technique many times to "persuade" people.

Djinn Soul-Furfur
The Lunar Djinn

In this form, Noah takes on a more demonic look and is given Lunar and Darkness magic. Lunar Magic allows Noah to use a specific light magic, which would be moonlight. The magic from this Djinn has several unique properties; mostly based on effects that the moon has upon the earth as a contract to the effects the sun has upon the earth. For example, the moonlight that the user is capable of manipulating has certain traits associated with coldness; this is due to the fact that during the day time the temperature is much higher while in the night the temperatures are much colder. In turn, this grants Furfur's moonlight a certain "chilly" property, with Furfur's moonlight being accompanied by gusts of super-cold air; the element itself, when coming into contact with an opponent, is noted to induce shivering and can freeze opposing projectiles solid, though this does not work on the opponent themselves. Additionally, as the moon is associated with the element of water since time memorable, the moonlight can divert low-level Water Magic spells and simply pierce through them by utilizing various frequencies that's emitted from the lunar light particles that Furfur either gathers or emulates from their being if the enemy's attack were to collide with the moonlight. Finally, another trait of Furfur's moonlight is that due to the moon's surface having reflective properties, the user's defensive spells when utilizing this magic have a certain property that enables the moonlight to immediately bounce the incoming spell back to the attacker, as long as the offending spell is not of a higher power level than Furfur's magical levels

Djinn Soul-Crocell
The Solar Djinn

Noah takes the form of a Centaurus like creature with a tiger like design instead of a horse. Noah wields a long sword in this form with orbs of fire surrounding him in a circle shape. In this form Noah is given Solar/Sun Magic. Sun Magic allows the user to epitomize all that the Sun is capable of and what it represents. Primarily, the user's spells revolve around the creation of searing flames, and other constructs, that are characterized by intense temperatures said to be "as hot as the sun". Furthermore, these techniques each have the capacity to radiate waves of heat, whose temperatures are moderated by the user's skill. In an odd turn of events, Sun Magic has demonstrated the capacity to be utilized as a form of Healing Magic. This is due to the life granting properties said to come from the light of the Sun, this means the user is able to easily transform the Sun's harsh, excessively deadly heat waves into soothing rays with regenerative capabilities.

Djinn Soul-Barbatos
The Gravity Djinn

In this form Noah's appearance is that of a lion. His hair becomes a long silver mane with two metal hair clips holding two bangs at the front, he has pointed feline ears, and feline-like feet covered in armor over the lower half of his body with wings at his ankles. He also gets a pair of wristbands connected to a pair of armbands by chains. In this form, similar to a cheetah before running, his feline legs acts like a spring to increase his speed and power making him capable of crossing massive distances in an instant. In this form Noah has the ability to utilize Gravity Magic. This magic allows Noah to manipulate the gravity of himself, objects, and others within 8 meters of himself.

Gravity Magic has a large range of offensive and defensive properties. The user can freely increase or decrease the gravity of anything around them, rendering most frontal assaults virtually useless- Gravity Magic can be harnessed to alter the terrain in any and every direction. This Magic is strong enough to easily crush solid earth, and can even be used to destroy other forms of magic with a tangible form, crushing them into nothingness in a way not dissimilar to that of Crash. It can also be used to alter the gravity of a person, either themselves or someone else, allowing both the user and the enemy to levitate or become suspended in midair, or slow their movements down to a crawl or even to divert the course of natural phenomena around the user, such as rain. Users can lower the target's gravity, enabling them to walk on walls, or raise the target's gravity, rendering them incapable of moving. The user can also change their body figure temporarily by using Gravity Magic. Finally, in the case of more experienced users, the caster is capable of compressing large amounts of gravity before firing these condensed forces in the form of a beam of gravity which carries the effects of normal uses of the magic. Overall, as Gravity Magic is a fundamental force of the universe, this makes it one of the better common magics around, and in the hands of a skilled user, absolutely devastating.

Transformation Magic
Level of Expertise:
Noah has full mastery over is Djinn Soul and transformation magic. Within his travels heading from the east to the west, Noah's has learn many forms of armed and unarmed combat, has come to know many languages, and have picked up the wonderful craft known as cooking. When it comes to his natural talent and swordsmanship, Noah is second to none.

Equipment:
Noah's main equipment is his personal sword and a flask which is usually filled with wine.

Miscellaneous:
When it comes to drinking, Noah is undefeated.

Mykinkaiser · Jul 23, 2017

Right, who's up for a good fight?

Garrett Bolton

Name:
Garrett Bolton
"The Pugilist"
"The Brawler"
"Fenrir"
Gender:

Male
Age:

562 - appears to be 25
Race:

Half Human/Half Giant
Appearance:

Face

Clothing

Tattoos

Build

Being a half Giant, Garrett is enormously tall and broad shouldered, and he sports a lean and muscular build with no unneeded fat whatsoever. He is clean shaven with striking crimson eyes that always have a predatory aspect to them, as if he's constantly sizing people up for the hunt. He has long black hair that he ties back into a ponytail reaching to his mid-back with long bangs covering the right half of his face along with the black tattoo there. He has an additional tattoo that covers the right side of his upper body front and back, though it is not visible when he's wearing his normal clothes. Garrett can generally be seen wearing a long black coat that reaches to his knees over a black shirt, pants, and boots with armoring on the shins, toes, and soles. He also wears fingerless gloves with spikes on the knuckles and armoring on the forearms, along with a wolf's head pendant around his neck. Furthermore, due to his combat style, Garrett has many prominent scars all over his body with most of them being concentrated on his arms and chest. Curiously, the only scar on his face is one across the bridge of his nose. Lastly, Garrett is a very attractive man and he gives off a sort of Casanova-esque, good-with-the-ladies kind of vibe, often finding himself to be the object of admiration for women around him, generally to no good end.
Height:

7'4"
Weight:

310lbs.
Hair Color:

Black
Eye Color:

Crimson
Personality:
Garrett is not a gentle person in either words or actions. He is very blunt, saying what he thinks regardless of who he's talking to. Furthermore, Garrett chafes at rules, authority, and ceremony, preferring to act casually and as he pleases. In fact, Garrett is actually a rather easy-going person when he's not fighting, possessing a dark sense of humor, a good sarcastic wit, and a general irreverence for things, though he's always up for a good fight. The one exception to this is in regards to his girlfriend, Refara. While he is hard to offend personally, he will anger incredibly quickly in her defense.

Another thing of note is that Garrett is a very restless person as well as a complete battle junkie, meaning that he is always seeking out the next fight. On the one hand, this means that he is virtually fearless and extraordinarily hard to faze which can be a great help on the battlefield. On the other, it means that Garrett often acts in a reckless manner and never backs down, even when he probably should. Adding on to this is the fact that he has few, if any, moral compunctions and has no problem hurting and killing others. That being said, he doesn't take any specific pleasure in either of those things, rather he just loves to fight and cares little about the consequences.

Lastly, despite his Casanova-esque appearance, Garrett has a weakness for beautiful women in that he gets incredibly flustered when around them, especially if they act at all indecently or show off more skin than strictly modest. It is important to note that this trait comes not from any sensibilities or pure values, but rather from the fact that he simply doesn't know how to deal with the situation and his brain just kind of shuts down as a result. However, over time, and with repeated exposure, he will grow accustomed to certain women and will be able to tolerate more without getting flustered, though this is an incredibly slow process. Curiously, he is able to talk to women mid-combat without getting flustered provided the fight is intense enough.
Character Strengths:
- Garrett has incredible physical abilities, far exceeding those of most mages.
- His high endurance, pain tolerance, and durability mean that he can take a lot of punishment before going down.
- Garrett doesn't fear death and as such will fight on until the end.
Character Flaws:
- Garrett has a hard time fighting beautiful women as he is prone to getting flustered unless the battle is intense enough to occupy his full concentration.
- Garrett's lack of fear can cause him to act recklessly and thus get him into bad situations at times, or else cause him to push himself too far.
- Garrett's love of fighting means that he can easily be goaded into fights and possibly traps.
- Garrett's magic is all relatively close range, meaning that if he is unable to close the distance between himself and his foe adequately, he cannot attack past simply throwing things at them (though this can be plenty dangerous in and of itself).
Likes:
- Refara
- Fighting
- Freedom
- Refara's Dressing Habits
Dislikes:
- Confinement
- People insulting or hurting Refara
- People staring at Refara's flower
- Inactivity
- Kids
- Refara's dressing habits
Biography:

Garrett and his twin sister Evangelia were born in a isolated cabin to a giantess mother and a human father. The reason they lived in seclusion was due to the fact that neither his father's nor his mother's villages approved of their marriage and thus the couple was forced to elope. Despite this Garrett and Evangelia had a normal childhood, or as normal as possible given the circumstances. His father was a mage and he taught Garrett a body strengthening magic that became the basis for Ragnarök while his mother, who had been a warrior, supplemented that by training him and his sister to fight. This continued on for twenty years until Garrett decided to go out to explore the world, with Evangelia following a few months later. He wandered for a while, taking odd jobs here and there to support himself before being noticed for his skill by a mercenary troupe during a bar brawl. Accepting their invitation to join Garrett worked with them for a few months before leaving due to the fact that he chafed at the rigid authority structure the leader had set up. He then drifted between mercenary bands, never staying for more than a few months at a time, eventually giving up and beginning to work alone while further developing his magic. He continued this way of life for the next five-hundred or so years, until the the Dragon King Festival began.

In many ways, Garrett continued in the same way that he had, only now strong opponents were more readily available to him. It was during his search for such an opponent that Garrett met Refara. He came upon her bloodied and near dead while fighting a dragon. Now, at that time he hadn't gotten a good look at her due to the fact that he didn't know her and he really didn't care about her but rather her foe. Following that train of thought he leaped in front of an attack that would have otherwise killed the girl in order to better get at the dragon. However, before he could retaliate, she had leaped up and slain the monster with some strange magic he hadn't seen before. Now, had Garrett not gotten a good look at her during this or if she wasn't a beautiful woman he would have fought her for stealing his kill, however he had and she was. As a result, Garrett panicked and entered Oblivion before she turned around, avoiding interacting with her in the process. Eventually she left and Garrett went about his way, thinking that that'd be the last he ever saw of her but unable to get her out of his mind.

That was not to be the case as, a while later, Garrett came upon the girl once again, though with the addition of a flower over her formerly missing right eye. In fact, he didn't just stumble upon her but rather she dove in front of him and blurted out something about recognizing him from before as well as her name. From then she stuck to him like glue, flustering Garrett so much that he wasn't even able to look at her at first, especially since she was wearing next to nothing. However, as he spent more and more time with her he began to fall for her gradually, which was a first for him. Eventually they started going out, with Garrett becoming incredibly protective of his lover. From there two years passed.

Miscellaneous:
- Garrett is in a relationship with Refara Illinara ( Zooks )
- Alcohol is treated like a poison by Valhalla and thus it grants him a resistance that, combined with his own high natural tolerance, makes it near impossible for him to get drunk.
- Garrett is surprisingly good at cooking and household chores
- He really wishes he could get over being flustered around women but doesn't know how best to approach the problem
Mage Rank:

High A
Magic Ability:

Ragnarök Valhalla - Passive Intrinsic - Garrett receives a regenerative effect from this magic, meaning that he recovers from injuries more quickly than others as well as recovering his stamina at a greatly increased rate. Though, this does increase his overall energy consumption causing him to need to eat much more than a normal person. Valhalla is an intrinsic magic, meaning it is always working without the need to recast it at all. Furthermore, due to the regenerative effect, Valhalla also drastically slows Garrett's natural aging process, essentially halting it.

Svalinn - Passive Intrinsic - Greatly increases Garrett's pain threshold while also massively upping his senses, physical abilities, resistances (magical, mental, and physical), physical durability, and endurance. Svalinn also gives Garrett a constant protective coating of magic designed to help ward off incoming harmful spells. However, it does not distinguish between spells and will dampen any magic used on him, friendly and hostile alike.

Gleipnir - Passive Intrinsic - Gleipnir is a four-stage seal. As the layers of this seal are broken Garrett will become stronger, with both his magic and physical abilities growing proportionally. That said, Garrett cannot break these seals consciously, instead they break as he takes damage, funneling a portion of the energy of the attacks he takes to break the seals. One thing of note is that, unlike seals one through three, the fourth seal rarely breaks, its requirements being far higher than the other three. However, in keeping with its requirements, the boost in power is also far above the first three seals. A seal breaking is signaled by the sound of shattering glass and a shockwave emanating from Garrett, the strength of which varies depending on what seal is being broken, from making people stagger back at seal one, to leveling a building at seal four. Furthermore, the tattoos on his right side will turn more and more red, becoming fully red when the fourth seal is broken. Given enough time after breakage, the seals will reform on their own, which is signified by his tattoos becoming black once more.

Niflheim and Muspelheim - Active - These two spells allow Garrett to coat his body in their respective elements, as well as spread them via physical contact. It should be noted however, that a purely elemental mage of the same caliber as Garrett would be able to produce stronger effects than these two spells are capable of.

Niflheim - Allows Garrett to generate cursed ice which saps the strength and erodes the consciousness of anyone encased in it, eventually leading to death with prolonged exposure. The ice is extremely cold to the touch much stronger than ordinary ice, making it an extremely effective in terms of binding foes. Furthermore, unless Garrett dispels it or it is melted with either holy magic or stronger fire magic, the ice will not melt on its own. When the spell is active, it takes the form of frost covering his body and emits a white mist.

Muspelhiem - Allows Garrett to create hellfire that burns even inflammable things. It is hotter than normal fire and is colored a distinctive dark red. Furthermore, unless he dispels it, it's put out by either holy magic or stronger magic, the fire will not go out on its own. If it should spread to a person or animal without the proper resistance, it is fully capable of burning them down to the bones extremely quickly.

Mjolnir - Active - Garrett is able to produce high-impact shockwaves from his punches and kicks. When focused, the shockwaves can penetrate through a body to cause internal damage. When unfocused they can throw opponents away from him or act as an AOE attack, though with less damage. When used, these shockwaves create loud thunder-like sounds.

Dáinsleif - Active - Garrett's body will begin to emit a black smoke-like substance and any wounds he inflicts with this magic active are much harder to heal with healing magic and take far longer to heal naturally. However, this magic provides no boost in strength or anything like that as a trade-off.

Fenrir - Active - After his fourth seal has broken Garrett can use up the rest of his energy in a short-lived burst of power. While his abilities, both physical and magical, drastically power up until he runs out of energy, he is left utterly drained afterwards and unable to fight. Fenrir is signified by lines of runes spreading down his arms and across his torso as well as the fact that it releases a shockwave that can level an entire city block on its own upon activation. Fenrir can be seen as Garrett's trump card and the power it displays mirrors that fact. Furthermore, he doesn't use it often, due to its incredibly high cost.

Oblivion Oblivion allows for Garrett to enter and exit a personal pocket dimension at will. Furthermore, he is able to place items in this dimension to store them for later retrieval, as well as pull other people into the dimension, with the range that he can pull things in being set at 5m. However, in order to pull someone in, either Garrett must overwhelm them magically, or else they need to be non-resistant, whether that's due to inability to resist or their own choice. Once inside, the dimension the inherent magic will begin to whisper to anyone other than Garrett, slowly eating away at their sanity in the process unless Garrett shields them from this effect. That being said, if someone has a robust mind and adequate magical strength, it is possible for them to resist this voice and thus keep their sanity. Another thing of note is that, while Oblivion can be used for travel, it differs from teleportation in that Garrett must physically move the distance he wants to travel. Additionally, Garrett cannot see the real world and must therefore rely on his memory or a map in order to know where he'll come out, which means that Oblivion is ill-suited for long distance travel where the margin of error is too high. Next, unless an attacker is a master of dimensional magic, it is impossible to reach, and thereby harm, Garrett when he's inside his dimension, though the reverse is also true. Another aspect of this is that Garrett can use Oblivion as a way to escape other dimensions by going into his own pocket dimension and then to the world. However, the true strength of Oblivion is that Garrett has nigh-omnipotent power within it, able to twist and bend the fabric of "reality" within it. This means that he can strip someone of their ability to use magic, distort their physical bodies, and destroy their minds, along with much more while they're in his dimension, with the effects carrying over into the real world. Even if someone is stronger than him outside the dimension, inside they are essentially powerless before Garrett, unless they are stronger than him in terms of dimensional magic. Finally, the dimension takes the form of an endless field of grey grass and scattered grey trees stuck at perpetual twilight, with the only color being those who enter it. Others have complained about it being depressing, but Garrett has never seemed to mind.

Forge Forge has two primary functions, creation and alteration. Creation is further split into two parts, magical construct creation and real weapon forging. Magical construct creation allows Garrett to, within a 5m radius of himself, create any handheld weapon he can imagine save for guns and explosives out of magic. He can create these constructs anywhere, even causing them to sprout from any non-animal surface, excluding himself. Real weapon forging on the other hand, requires that he create a magic construct forge and have the actual materials he needs. After these requirements are met Garrett creates a construct of the weapon and then shapes the material to match via the forge. The reason he might do this, despite the extra trouble is due to the fact that construct weapons will disappear upon leaving Forge's area of effect, whereas real weapons do not suffer this drawback. Alteration, the second function of Forge, allows Garrett to retroactively change the properties of any of his constructs within Forge's area of effect, or else permanently alter any real weapon that he is in physical contact with. These alterations can be physical, such as making them sharper, harder, more durable, or lighter, or magical, such as bestowing an element to the weapon.

Vampire Magic Vampire magic allows Garrett to overwhelm a target with his own magic, and gaining control of their body in the process. While in control of someone, Garrett is able to paralyze them and seal their magical abilities, making it nigh impossible to move or cast any spells. Should the target attempt to do either of these things, they will be met with intense pain throughout their body, though Garrett can also control and focus this pain into specific areas. Furthermore, Garrett is able to convert his target's ethernanos into his own, thereby replenishing his magic capacity. Also, should he so desire, he can completely drain his target, causing the onset of magic deficiency disease which can lead to the target's death. Furthermore, he is able to exert a rudimentary control over their movements. This control is rudimentary as he cannot make them perform delicate tasks, but he can certainly snap their necks, or have them stab someone else for example. The downside to this magic is that he must have overwhelmingly more magic capacity and control than his target as, if he doesn't, there is the possibility that they would be able to resist or break free of his hold by discharging his magic from their bodies, either by spells or the generation of a sufficiently strong magical aura. If someone accomplishes that, Garrett will experience a sort of backlash that makes him unable to use Vampire Magic on them for the next several minutes. This problem is compounded by the fact that, even though Garrett has mastered Vampire magic, it is his weakest magic.

Level of Expertise:

Garrett is the creator and sole user of Ragnarök (sometimes also known as Berserker Magic) and has mastered its use . That being said, as it is a self created magic he has been continually improving it over the years and it is by no means perfected. Following that, Garrett has considerable skill with Oblivion, lacking the skill to easily pull people into his pocket dimension, and partial mastery of Forge, being better at Creation than Alteration. That being said, he is still highly skilled at Alteration. He his still relatively inexperienced with Vampire Magic compared to his other magic as he acquired it relatively recently, though he is still competent with it.

Garrett is an expert in non-magical combat, having spent the majority of his long life on the battlefield and being a master hand-to-hand combatant, as well as having considerable skill with a large assortment of melee weapons. In fact, it would be hard to find someone else as experienced with battle as him.
Equipment:

Nothing save for his clothes and standard travelling supplies given that he makes any weapons he needs

Happy Red Mage · Jul 23, 2017

Yes, I don't have eyes. No, you may not stick your fingers in my eyeholes.

「3D」

Name:
Dmitri Desolous Deathchap
"But please, call me 「3D」, everyone does."

Gender:
Male(?)
"I'm assuming, can't exactly check because you know...I'm nothing but bare bones! Huehuehuehue!"

Age:
"How should I know? I think it's been three years since I've woken up so...three I guess?"

Height:
5'7
"Sadly milk does not help me grow."

Appearance:
Dmitri's physical appearance is a bone white skeleton of average height. He wears thick dark clothes, gloves, boots, and colorful shades to ease the people around him and so that they don't get unnerved by his skeletal appearance. He has a proud collection of ridiculously colored shades that he uses and often switches glasses when no one is looking just to throw people off. His skeletal body has remnants many cracks and fractures that appear to have already healed.
Personality:
"I'm like a cactus blocking an exit. Nobody wants me there."
Dmitri is a strange skeleton that sees himself as funny and cool. While he is mostly formal and friendly to everyone, treating everyone he meets with great respect, with the exception of children in which case he takes care not to scare them off with his ghastly gangly appearance. He tries his best to fit in with others but knows when to back off immediately and silence himself and often wanders away instead to be by himself when he does. Dmitri is the type of person that doesn't stay down for too long, springing back into his jolly old self in a short time, incapable of thinking about his past beyond waking up dead and never thinking too much about the future, a person the lives, in some manner, in the present. He is a peace loving man that understands that to keep the peace people sometimes have to get hurt and that to preserve a life, one must be ready to take a life but cannot bring himself to kill or seriously hurt a person no matter how much they'd deserve it.

Character Strengths:
-3D tries to be, and is, approachable. His friendly nature and cool demeanor makes him unnaturally excel at making strange friends from stranger places at the strangest of times.
-He is great at relieving tension between others and can sometimes prevent unnecessary violence because of this.
-3D doesn't have to eat and sleep at all and subsists entirely on magic.

Character Flaws:
-Outright incapable of inflicting serious injury on purpose.
-Sometimes comes off as creepy/scary/spooky and makes it difficult for him to approach others.
-Tries very hard to see the good in others even if there isn't any and it could kill him, again.

Likes:
-Milk and other dairy products.
-Flowers
-Old books

Dislikes:
-People calling him 'a crime against life, nature, and all things held sacred by the gods'.
-Getting caught out by something or someone.
-Being assumed to be a bad person.

Biography:
Dying, no other action ripples such a shockwave of emotions and events like dying. When a villain dies there is much celebration as everything they have worked for crumbles around their corpse. When a hero dies there is much mourning and with their death a tiny amount of hope dies along with them. What kind of person Dmitri was before he woke up bare boned amidst a razed settlement he'll never know. He wasn't even aware he was bare boned until he encountered a lake and tried to take a drink from it only to end up being scared by his own reflection.

He made his home at the lake, a small slightly shambled tent made of sticks, leaves, and mud, with nothing but the faint whispers at the back of his skulls that felt like they were itching to get out. He tried joining up with other wanderers like him but it always ended up in one of two ways, either they ran screaming for their lives or he did. He tried less after the fifth and ultimately gave up the endeavor after the eighth. It was then that he discovered that skeletons couldn't cry but if you put enough water in the skull you could fake it terribly.

Then those people came. Having heard inflated rumors of an undead terrorising the nearby area they came to eliminate him. He tried his best to explain but none of them would listen, calling him an abomination, a crime against life, nature, and all things held sacred. They held him down upon his capture and began to use magic and he immediately felt immense instinctive fear. He struggled as hard as he could in fear of what the magic would do but it was for naught, they finished casting and he was blasted by a column of light from the heavens.

And it did nothing.

He began to laugh as the whispers in his skull grew louder and louder before he finally called out the first spell of his unlife, taking advantage of their apparent shock and using the summoned armor that formed around him to scare them away, leaving him alone once more. In their hurry, they had left behind some of their things and took advantage of it, giving him a minor disguise and a decent sum of Jewels to use to buy items that he'd need.

Finally properly clothed with clothes that concealed most of his body and a hood that shadowed his face he set out to face the world to attempt to figure out what was going on and what had happened to him

He encountered his first dragon a year later. A strange one eyed purple dragon that razed the settlement he was hanging out in. He tried his best to fight it off but he was no match for it. He left after burying the remains of the village and left behind a crudely made wooden gravemarker, swearing upon it that he would ensure that what happened there wouldn't happen to another settlement.
Mage Rank:

B-Rank

Magic: 「Death Curse Magic, Megadeth」:
「Megadeth: Wake Up Dead, Cursed Life Beyond Death」:
The very thing that allows 3D to exist as he is is his curse magic, Megadeth, a lost magic that allows him to keep living on even as a skeleton and makes it so that the regular weaknesses of undead are only effective against him in massive quantities. It also reinforces his body, making his bones as durable as steel and ensuring that they don't break easily and if they do get damaged consuming anything containing calcium triggers a slow mending effect on his body.

「Megadeth: Deadly Nightshade, Feast On Curses」:
3D has the ability feed of off curses, making it near impossible to inflict curses on him as he would just absorb it for it's magic's worth. He has to be in close proximity to a cursed object to siphon it's magic. He cannot remove curses using this, except for ones applied on him, but he can weaken them slightly. It also gives hims a curse sense, letting him know where cursed objects are within a city.

「Megadeth: Lucretia, Slow Death Curse Blade」:
3D can call upon the bladess named Lucretia, black and dark violet sword blades made of curse magic. Lucretia has the ability to inflict a slow death on objects it comes into contact with, wilting plants, rotting wood, rusting steel, eroding the earth and such. However it's edge immediately blunts moments before coming into contact with a human and it's slow death curse won't work on them, making it no more useful than a club.

He can have two Lucretias out at any given time and can telekineticly control them.

「Megadeth: Black Curtain, Death's Grasp Armor」:
Black Curtain takes the form of pitch black plate armor with a skeleton motif. While 3D often uses it to defend himself against physical attacks, either by forming all or parts of it, it's real power comes behind its ability to be created around someone else 3D has physical contact with, slowly forming around them from the point of contact. Once fully covered by the armor, anyone that isn't 3D will be cursed to feel as if they are dying even though it's all in their head. Black Curtain can be dispelled by pouring large amounts of magic to dispel or by damaging it enough that it falls in shambles. If Black Curtain is around someone else then 3D cannot form it around himself and vice versa.

「Megadeth: Countdown To Extinction」:
One of his greatest spells, 3D calls upon the power of his magic to create a citywide magical circle that looks like a clock in the sky above him, slowly counting down for an hour. When it reaches the end of the countdown it dispels itself and does nothing. He loves using it as a bluff and often says that it's a mass calcification cures that affects everything caught in the area.

Requip: Shades Collection

???:There's something there, calling, wanting to be used after so long.

Beat Of The Heart: 「Living On A Prayer」

Level of Expertise:
Due to the simplicity of his magic, 3D is a master of his craft, supplementing his combat with tricks and tactics that throw off most combatants. He makes up for his lack of offensive ability with terrain, his ability to outlast opponents, cleverness, and sheer guts to pull of a bold plan.

Equipment: His shades and clothes. There's a bag full of stale bread on his back. Self cleaning reinforced attire.

Miscellaneous:
He keeps a small notebook where he keeps tally of how many different people he meets are similar in some ways.

Spears and swords may break my bones. But mine will definitely break yours.

「3D」

Twenty-Fifth Baam · Jul 23, 2017

You need to watch out around me, I'm likely to take your breath away.

Alexius Victor

NAME Alexius Victor

SEX Female

AGE Twenty-four

BLOOD TYPE - AB Negative

HEIGHT: 171 cm

WEIGHT 60 kg

★★★—PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS: HAIR COLOR:
Red

EYE COLOR:
Dark red

APPEARANCE:
Myron is a tall young woman with tanned skin. She has long red hair tied into a little ponytail, thin eyebrows, and a piercing on her bottom lip. She wears a necklace with a symbol around her neck, a metal breast plate over a tunic that extends over her metal skirt, a metal arm guard that covers the outside of her right arm while her left arm only has a piece of the tunic covering her shoulder, and metal shin guards.

★★★—MAGIC INFORMATION: MAGE RANK
A

MAGIC
Smoke Dragon Slayer Magic -
Smoke Dragon Slayer Magic is a type of Dragon Slayer Magic that grants the user various characteristics that are typical of a Smoke Dragon: lungs capable of releasing smoke, Scales capable of withstanding and granting immunity to smoke based attacks as well as giving resistance(but not immunity) to fire based attack, lungs that can withstand smoke giving the user the ability to breathe it in without harm, and claws that rend and mold smoke like water. So, a user of this magic is capable of producing large amounts of smoke, from their body, capable of wielding it to enhance their own blows or use it for its own offensive merits.

Like most Dragon Slayers, the user is capable of devouring their element in order to restore their magical power, as well as recovering their stamina, and occasionally healing their wounds. In this case, the user is able to devour smoke directly from the source, In addition, the user cannot devour the smoke that they themselves create, and cannot devour any smoke produced by a mage who is either vastly stronger than them or uses a magic that in itself is considered 'superior'. In order to devour this, the user must either raise themselves to a level equal or above the mage they are facing, or in the case of the magic itself being superior, resort to some other, more extreme method in order to devour it (such as completely emptying their body of magical power, thus making 'room' for it).

This magic is mostly deadly due to how it deals damage and kills using a combination of thermal damage, poisoning and pulmonary irritation caused by carbon monoxide, hydrogen cyanide, and other combustion by-products.

MAGIC TECHNIQUES

●Smoke Dragon's Roar - The user takes a deep breath, then tilts their head back, their stomach sometimes swelling as part of the buildup. Once ready, they bring their head forward again and open their mouth, releasing a large amount of Smoke in the form of a roar or breath attack. What makes this deadly isn't the damage upon impact, which while significant is much weaker than most slayers Roars, no it's what the smoke releases being carbon monoxide which makes it deadly. It's much more likely to deoxygenate you than it is to kill with brute force.

●Smoke Dragon's Toxic Fist - The user uses their magic to generate a large amount of smoke which wraps around their fist. They can then strike at their opponent with it. As each strike connects a cloud of smoke disperses from the hit releasing a small amount of smoke and carbon monoxide, while the smoke doesn't increase the damage from the physical hit by much it's once again is more likely to cause deoxygenation than to defeat a foe with brute force.

●Smoke Dragon's Roaring Breath - A changed version of the base roar attack, this version is less destructive but capable of dealing much more damage internally. For you see, when the user uses this spell, rather than releasing a simple column of Smoke, they release a breath of smoke that comes out slowly creating an area of smoke both hiding the user and creating a build up of Carbon Monoxide. They is also a small variant of this which is done by breath Smoke directly into the foes mouth, this is her quickest way to win a fight but it means she has to get up close and personal and foe her opponent to keep its mouth open for long enough.

●Smoke Dragon's Pushing force - The user puts their hands together and pushes them outward, sending a large ball of smoke hurtling at the target pushing the target back, upon impact the ball explosions into a cloud of Smoke which most of the time the initial hit forces the opponent out of the cloud.

●Smoke Dragon's Burning Crosses - The user covers their forearms in Smoke before crossing them over their chest and swinging them down to their sides. This causes the Smoke to leave their forearms in a cross shaped X made out of Smoke, upon impact, this explodes into a huge mass of Smoke that looks like a tornado. Other than the close ranged version of Smoke Dragon's Roaring Breath this is Alexius most deadly attack.

●Smoke Dragon's Secret Art: Smoke Force - A technique which, amplifies the user's Magic abilities, completely cloaking their body with an aura of smoke, allowing them to better employ the use of Smoke Dragon Slayer Magic whilst at the same time it puts a cloak of Smoke around the user that hide's their body making both physical and magical attacks harder to hit the user while this form is active.

LEVEL OF EXPERTISE
She has near mastery of this magic

SECOND MAGIC
Martial Arts Magic:
Created by Alexius herself it was originally based off Palm Magic. The magic is very similar to the parent magic being Palm magic, however, the main difference is that this magic doesn't just affect the Palm of a magician but the whole body. This is a type of Magic that allows its user to focus the users Magic Power on the part of body that he is using to fight with, whether it's hands, elbows, feet, knees any part of the body can be amplified with this magic at anytime, it is, however, impossible to keep it active on all parts of the body meaning the user has to have an attack plan in mind and know when to switch the magic to another body part.This significantly boosts the strength of the attacks the user performs with their body, allowing them to strike targets with great force through simple attacks.

LEVEL OF EXPERTISE
This magic was created recently and due to that, the magic itself is in its infancy state so while Alexius is a master it's nothing too impressive.

OVERALL LEVEL OF EXPERTISE
Alexius has a mastery of both her types of magic, her Martial Arts Magic is the one she has better control of due to her creating the magic but her Dragon Slayer magic is the stronger of the two. She is also a master in hand to hand combat.

★★★—BIOGRAPHY: BIOGRAPHY
Truth be told Alexius doesn't fully know where she came from, what she does know is that she was raised by the Smoke Dragon Sennasmoke, a cruel and merciless dragon who got his way no matter what. Alexius was his only student being taught in the Dragon's art of Smoke Dragon Storm Slayer magic, it was unknown why Sennasmoke took a student nor why or how he got his hands on Alexius but he did.

The way Sennasmoke taught was hellish one misstep, one wrong word, lack of progress anything wrong and they were a punishment, the more it happened the worse the punishment. This went on until she was eighteen. At the age of eighteen everything changed, Sennasmoke gives her a command that would end up being his last. "Fight me to the death." At first Alexius hesitated, even after all the hardship he put Alexius through he was still the only family Alexius knew and that meant something to her.

One attack from Sennasmoke changed her perspective on the situation she then knew he meant what he said, which really she should have from the start since he had never not been true to his word. As the fight went on they were never a clear winner until three days later when the fight finally ended, both exhausted a last ditched attack from Alexius ended the fight. After the battle, Alexius walked three steps before passing out.

When she awoke she was in a strange house. After investigating it she found out that she was in the house of a mage who happened to cross her and the corpse of a dragon and brought Alexius here and nursed her back to health. At first Alexius was instantly suspicious of the person but since she had nowhere else to go she decided to trust the man. As it turns out he was a master of Palm magic who was looking for an apprentice and as such was the real reason for nursing Alexius back to health, Alexius accepted when he asked.

The man's training was hard but nothing compared to the hellish treatment she had already been through with Sennasmoke so it was simple. Sadly she only got to learn the basics before the man just up and vanished. Using the basics of this magic she began working on a whole body version which she called Martial Arts Magic. She has slowly been developing it over the past six years.

Now at aged Twenty-Six, she has finally started traveling again to see what this war-torn world has to offer.

★★★—MENTAL CHARACTERISTICS: PERSONALITY
Alexius can be described as an individual who has achieved everything in her life through self-motivation and the ability to rely on her own choices, skills, intelligence, and power. She doesn't believe in fate, nor does she believe in luck. She never had access to the miracles of the world, and constantly has a belief that anything fortunate that has happened to her is because of the efforts of herself or the efforts of someone else for her.

Therefore, Alexius can be seen as an independent woman. She doesn't enjoy others doing things on her behalf, for she believes that it is an injustice to a person's self-value and ability to do things for themselves. As a result, she also encourages everybody else around her to become strong and be able to do things on their own two feet, without assistance from anybody with them. For once individuals are able to achieve their own self-worth, identity and the path that they are able to take for themselves, they will automatically gain the charisma they desire in order for others to follow their wishes. However, despite encouraging such individuality, Alexius doesn't allow people to be selfish and not think for those around them - particularly those who are less fortunate than themselves. This is due to having been in one of those positions in her lifetime, and requiring only a simple word of encouragement in order to fulfill the dreams that she has conquered till today.

In terms of mannerisms, Alexius is a variety of individuals, dependent on the role she is taking at the given time.She stands upright, proud of her own achievements, and is a very encouraging figure to all around her. Her speech in this guise is straightforward and without flowery additions. While direct and somewhat harsh, she is also remarkably sophisticated and almost regal in the manner of talking. Furthermore, she is quite prone to criticizing the harsh words of others if they have been unjustly said, and will not stand for any sort of discrimination.Yet while this is the case, she understands that her authoritative and noble attitudes are not reflective of her actual nature, and thus does not use them entirely when around her friends or significant other.

Secondly, Alexius demonstrates a personality that is thought to be her "casual" personality, shown only in front of people she deems close. Alexius's casual personality appears to constitute of her less noble personality. Down-to-earth, Alexius appears to engage in rather interesting and unique conversations with the people she is talking to. She is unafraid of referring to them casually, and the ones who are talking to her generally reciprocate this same behavior. Furthermore, Alexius appears to demonstrate a short-tempered behavior: her upbringings have caused her to be intolerable of a variety of things, something noted quite heavily by a select few people. This is also demonstrated particularly in her internal monolog, where she quite carelessly utilizes foul language, simply because she is mad.

One notable aspect of her personality is her abnormal paranoia. Something which has plagued her from a young age is her constant caution. She is unable of taking a decision without taking into account. every single possibility, and it is due to her lack of instinct that she can get carried away in a vital situation. Therefore, while possessing self-confidence, she disallows herself to take vital and instantaneous decisions; if possible, she puts the responsibility upon other people. While she has tried several times to get over this paranoia, it has simply stuck with her due to the nature of her upbringing. As a direct consequence, Alexius also deprives her own self-worth in these situations.

CHARACTER STRENGTHS
Helpful- Alexius just loves to help people, she won't do everything for a person but she'll give them a hand whether it's just encouraging them or giving them a hand.

Independent- Alexius is used to doing everything herself so she is very intrinsically motivated and doesn't often get put down by anything.

Able to adapt to a situation when needed- Depending on the role she has at the time depends on how she will act but many key points of her personality stays the same.

CHARACTER FLAWS
Short-tempered- While she tries to hide it Alexius is very short-tempered she has a huge intolerable of many things.

Paranoid- For as long as Alexius can remember she has been paranoid she is incredibly suspicious and mistrusting of people at first.

Not gut instincts- She has a lack of instincts that stops her from being able to make decisions without taking all the fact or possibilities into the account.

No leadership qualities- She cannot lead others whatsoever and tries to push the responsibility on others as much as possible.

LIKES
Training,
Spicy food,
Winning,
Helping people,
Magic,
The thrill of action.

DISLIKES
Sweet Food,
Losing,
Weaklings
People who try to get others to do everything for them,
Her Dragon,

Salt Lord · Jul 23, 2017

The only thing guiding us is us.

Gustav, Anne

Name:
Anne Gustav

Age:
30

Gender:
Female

Height:
4'9

Hair Color:
Yellow

Eye Color:
Yellow

Appearance:
A thinly-framed woman with pink-ish skin and... ahem... assets. Her thick, cheese-colored hair is never seen loose, instead nearly always tied into twindrills at the sides of her hear. Anne's eyes are nothing special, considering that there's no such thing as an uncommon eyecolor. The same could be said about her clothing if it weren't for the fact that it never seems to show the strain of battle despite being as soft as silk.
Personality:
As a person, Anne lacks what most other people possess: joy in having others around. Alone, with no one to talk to, Anne can think straight. With enough distance, her peers appear as a faceless, meaningless mass, who deserve no individual pity or even acknowledgement. It's only a matter of numbers: if more people are alive and well than alive and suffering, then her job is done.

But put her in the vicinity of others, people capable of thought and feelings, and Anne is at her weakest. The more woes she listens to, the more she realizes that the world can still become a better place--and the more she looks at herself and remembers that she's just one person...even less than a meaningless mass.
For a lady who prefers the silence of isolation, Anne is actually quite a friend. Her humbleness and kindness know no bounds, and the soft tone of her voice is a sign that hurting the feelings of others is not on her agenda. At least, others capable of sentience. Plants and animals are nothing more than obstructions if not potential power sources and are the last forms of life on her "list of things that deserve better."

Character Strengths:
+Anne refuses to let anyone under her watch feel left out.
+She's capable of keeping her head with the exception of certain situations.
+Good at planning ahead of time.
+Surprisingly good at keeping herself tidy.

Character Weaknesses:
-Doesn't care about people she doesn't know.
-Easy to hurt and retains emotional pain.
-Only sees dilemmas in gray.
-Would rather lie to keep peace than be truthful and cause conflict.

Likes:
+The sound of silence
+Alchemy
+Lack of company
+Growing flowers (they're still expendable)

Dislikes:
-Pointless chatter
-The idea of fate being ruled by ethereal beings instead of humanity's own choices
-The fact that anyone could be foolish enough to put their faith into those same beings
-The rejection of advancing science by people stuck in their archaic traditions
Background:
Destruction was a concept that ran the world. There was never a stationary settlement that lasted long in the fury of certain winged beasts. As such, there were groups of people who had learned never to be stationary. Anne, born and raised in one of these, found out that constant nomadism was something worthy of getting used to. It was survival. Dragons picked up on this. It wasn't long before her particular tribe was attacked. She hid and lived to tell the tale, while the others... not so much. She grieved, but knowing that staying there would get her killed too, wandered with what tools she could to stay alive as long as she could.

Being just one child, unable to preform as well as a team could, life nearly escaped her grasp until she found a ray of light... a caring Elizabeth, a few years behind in age and far less dead inside, and Amaya, a dragon with all the benevolence of a god. Needless to say, Anne discovered magic and the existence of Dragon Slayers. Both of these things comforted her, especially when she learned that there was hope for a better future, a future where there were no dragons. A future she could even help to create. She could finally sleep knowing that something, somewhere was smiling on her. Until she learned that only a select few, like the other girl, were even born with magic. Anne was not that select few, and would remain sitting on the sidelines as seemingly everyone but her would take part in an upbringing. Whatever faith she had was broken, and she felt betrayed enough to abandon her saviors.
Having nearly died by being without help (again), Anne was taken in (again), though this time it wasn't by a dragon and a slayer-in-training, or even another nomadic tribe doomed to die. These people, who had been living their entire lives in an underground bunker, conducting the unspeakable through systematic equations and advanced chemistry, had created the "Swan Egg". It was meant to be the world's first --albeit unstable-- solution for those incapable of magic. It just needed to be ran for a test by someone expendable. Anna agreed. It succeeded.

All there was left to do was for that same expendable someone to travel the world and spread news of the Swan Egg while her newest family created more.
Mage Rank:
B

Magical Ability:
Swan Egg
As stated before, the Swan Egg is a device made to make up for the lack of one's magic. Unlike magic, the Swan Egg is incapable of getting something from nothing. As such, in order to work, it needs to be activated to break up fuel sources --the most efficient (as of yet) being organic matter-- and store it for use as spells.

Gun Summoning:
Anne's particular Egg is capable of summoning silver single-shot firearms. The type of firearm can vary in size and number - a hundred muskets can exist at once, while only a few tank cannons/a single railroad cannon can be summoned onto the same field. All of this is assuming her Egg is storing enough power at the time of the summons.

Ribbon Trapping:
Along with guns, yellow solid-light ribbons can be created and used as whatever ribbons are generally needed for... regarding combat, at least. Anywhere from one to infinity can appear at once depending on the power within the Egg.

Level of Expertise:
Being the only one having used a Swan Egg as long as she has, there isn't much to compare her to. Though one thing to note is that so long as she isn't fighting an insect, Anne will hit something. And also do ballet and sweet flips.

Equipment:
her sWaN eGg

Miscellaneous:
Anne might have been S-rank worthy if steel (probably explosive) bullets flying at the speed of sound weren't shrugged off so easily.

Zooks · Jul 23, 2017

Refara Illinara
Gender:

Female
Age:

23
Race:

Human
Appearance:

Her right eye is in fact the same right eye of her Blood Dragon. It is covered over by white flower to protect and hide. Big chest on healthy hips and a general hourglass frame. However she is quite toned and fit due to her agility. She has as almost light crimson/pink eye on her left eye.
Height:

5'6"
Weight:

115lbs.
Hair Color:

White
Eye Color:

Pink left eye, Blood red right eye covered over by a white flower.
Personality:

Refara is happy.

Too happy sometimes.

Even while swinging her weapon around, covered from head to toe in blood as limbs and guts are flying around her, she will still have an almost adorable smile on her face as she giggles and twirls amidst a sea of screaming and agony.

It's not she enjoys killing or torture, it just has no effect on her whatsoever. Like watering the garden or trying on some new shoes. She can quite easily hold an average conversation while in battle like where to go and what to eat that night. Sometimes she can cry, but not in fear of battle... no the most likely reason for this girl to cry is when she thinks people don't find her pretty. A quick quip about her hair out of place will send her into a hysterics.

She also has no modesty whatsoever and will often wear the littlest of clothing, if anything. When told to put more clothes on, she will just tilt her head, smile and say "What ever for-? It's hot outside!"

It's also interesting to note Refara has a very dark past, especially in regards to her Slayer training and has a tendency to almost snap into a different personality making her very unhinged and psychotic. She is very possessive of her lover Garrett, with an almost Yandere tendency around him.
Character Strengths:
- Agility
- Fluidity
- Pin-Point precision
- Combined attacks with Garrett as a Duo that means two high caliber mages not simply one.
- Can attack from a long range but much prefers an in and out dodge attack style.
Character Flaws:
- Physically very weak (however you need to get close enough to her)
- Children (She finds them gross and reacts in much the same way one does to a Cockroach)
- Not observant
- Not forward thinking
Likes:
- Being Naked
- Being beautiful
- Being on Garry's shoulders
- Being busy
- Blood
- Ice cream
Dislikes:
- Clothing on herself
- Being called ugly
- Garrett getting hurt in any way shape or form
- Being bored
- Kids
Biography:

Refara’s past is fairly typical of the time. In a war around dragons, her family was killed when she was little leaving her to wander alone for a good portion of her life. This in some ways may explain why she is almost possessive at times with things most people find bizarre or random (like her Lover or ice cream). At a time she can barely remember, a Dragon picked her up and sheltered her while training her in some serious magic. This went on throughout her teenage years, till at the age of 21 her Dragon trainer became frustrated and disgruntled she had not progressed as quickly as other Slayers. Giving up hope, the Blood Dragon attempted to kill Refara to start afresh with his training on another individual.

In the scuffle, Refara lost her right eye but she was able to use what she had learned to kill her mentor. She was almost dead, barely able to see when a lone mountain of a man took the damage of an attack that would have otherwise killed her. The dragon, still stunned, was off put enough to give Refara the winning blow. Before she could give thanks, the man was gone.

In a sudden unbelievable rage, she torn out the dragon’s eye as revenge for betraying her and attached it to her own eye socket. Unfortunately this cursed the girl, making her blood poisonous. Now dying, she stumbled on a Witch Doctor who, while unable to fix her curse, prevented the poison from killing her immediately by surrounded her right eye in a protective and highly rare flower. The flower synthases the poison in her blood and releases it in much the same way as it would carbon dioxide to oxygen. However it does not prevent the poison from killing her, only slowing it’s effect and her blood is still very poisonous to others.

Refara after some time with the Witch Doctor became paranoid believing the woman would kill her in much the same way that her Blood Dragon mentor would, and thus in the dead of night Refara killed her with no remorse and in cold blood.

Now lacking what most would consider a conscience or a sense of morality but still maintaining a happy disposition, Refara wandered the world with no real purpose, knowing eventually she would die to the curse that was poisoning her blood.

Not long after the incident with the Witch Doctor, Refara went back to wandering the lands, mostly avoiding points of war and conflict with dragons or people as she struggled to come to grips with the poison that would eventually kill her. She still was unsure how long she had, whether it was months, years or even decades just that the flower against her eye would give her as long as possible. In her travels she came across a very familiar face though she couldn’t place it at first. This man was in combat and his fighting style was so similar, yet she couldn’t remember exactly from where. She watched and followed this man for a few days, but it was only after seeing him in combat for the 3rd time did the girl finally realize, it was the same Mountain Man who saved her from her Blood Dragon!

She dived in-front to take his killing blow before blurting out how and where she had recognize him from, as well as her name. He was red-faced and kept avoiding her gaze though she wasn't sure why. She assumed it was for the same reason most men avoided looking to her as the girl hardly wore a thing. Clothing always irritated her and she would either wear next to nothing or be constantly pulling and tugging at any clothing she was wearing. Since then she stayed close to the tall man with a wistful look adoring her face as she watched him crash and bash his way through countless foes. She wasn’t sure when it happened, but felt herself falling in love though she still couldn’t bring herself to tell him about her curse. From that moment on the two killers became inseparable. Finding love and comfort in each other where they showed none for their foes. That was some 2 years ago now.
!
Miscellaneous:
- PEN15
Mage Rank:

B-rank
Magic Ability:

Blood Dragon Slayer
Refara has complete control of any Blood that has been spilled outside the body in combat or otherwise. This counts for herself, her ally or her foe (Dragon or Human alike). She is capable of transforming the properties of the Blood and turning it into highly sharp weapons such as Spikes, Daggers, Hooks, Scythes and more.

"Blood Dragon Roar"
Refara can take a huge breath inwards and crystallize blood, so when she roar's it comes out as hundreds of tiny almost glass daggers that pierce and land near her foe.

"Cursed Dragon Blood"
An interesting fact to note is her blood is actually Cursed and thus if punctured into another human or dragon, it will have a similar affect to Poison, being more effective as time progresses and draining their magic essence.

"Blood Mark"
This places a tattoo circle on that individual whom receives complex internal bleeding and hemophilia the further away they retreat from the girl.

"Blood Slash"
Using her sword or another sharp weapon, once Refara has inflicted an injury on another, she can then prevent this wound from closing over and healing.

Level of Expertise:

Due to an interesting backstory, Refara was unable to complete her Slayer Training, meaning that she is not 100% proficient in her powers. While the abilities she knows thus far she has a good Mastery of, there are still hidden abilities she is unaware of that she may discover at a further time.
Equipment:
- She has a short sword sharpened to a razor point finish, that was once an elongated spine spike of her Blood Dragon teacher. This means it has a property where any wounds it inflects can not be closed or clotted naturally and need a professional healer to fix. This sword attaches to her thigh with a long black ribbon which means she can hurl it similar to a Javelin and reef it back.
- Also has an armor gauntlet she wears on the opposite arm that can be used to deflect blows too close.

TheHufflepuffRabbit · Jul 23, 2017

Bismarck • Donovan • Saedor

Fear always seems to hold me back.

Bismarck

BasicsName:

Bismarck Donovan Saedor

Gender:

Male

Age:

12

Appearance:

Height:
4'7"
Hair Colour:
Brown
Eye Colour:
Brown
CharacterPersonality:

For a such a young person, Bismarck possesses the wisdom of an old man. He is very clever and insightful of his environment, if not very, very thoughtful and aware of others. He possesses very little trust towards adults or any sort of authority figures, not wishing to be captured or worse killed by any of them. He also has a limited amount of self-esteem, meaning that he often tends to place a lot of the blame on himself and believes that he causes nothing but trouble. Bismarck is normally very quiet and keeps his head down, for fear of causing any sort of conflict, and, more terrifying for him, getting hurt.

Bismarck is not a brave person. I'm just going to say that flat-out that he is usually freaking out about someone or something, and if he isn't, he's very likely to freak out eventually. Bismarck is the king of panicking and keeping his cool is just something he has never been good at. He's also deathly afraid of awkward situations, so he tries to stay polite at all times....which has proven to turn into acting like a doormat. Bismarck is a very introverted person who just wants to live a peaceful, quiet lifestyle, though. He's VERY overprotective of his friends, and, when around people he knows and likes, he shows a relatively calm and cheerful demeanor, if not still a little guarded. He's easy to prank and easily flustered.
Character Strengths:

+ Physical Strength (punches and kicks)
+ Fast Thinker
+ Resourcefulness
+ Quiet Enough to Serve as a Spy

Character Flaws

- Slow Runner
- Low Endurance
- Asthma (a pain in the butt for him which limits his physical ability and lung capacity)
- Passes Out Frequently

Likes:

- Strawberries
- Forests
- Writing
- Cats
- Solitude

Dislikes:

- Conflict
- Leeks
- Himself
- Unwanted Attention
- Cities (he gets overwhelmed easily)

Biography:

WIP

MagicMage Rank:

Low A - High B

Magic:

Book of Beasts

Summoning creatures from books is the most basic description of Book of Beasts, the main style of magic that Bismarck uses. However, it is more complex, seeing as he is contracted with the four creatures, or rather, the four main deities and protectors of the Saedor family. This ability is passed down from every other generation, along with the book that contains each of their souls. Bismarck only has access to three of the creatures as of now.

Eusephon, the Firecat

Of the Four Guardians of the Saedor Clan, Eusephon is better known as the Firecat, a male lion made completely of lava. He favors energetic and passionate souls; . Eusephon can manipulate the very lava he is made of and use it in combat. This spirit is easily angered and does not enjoy being awakened unless it is a true emergency, but when in battle has proven to be quite an enthusiastic fighter. He is weak to water and wind abilities.

Ilphiche, the Simurgh

Of the Four Guardians of the Saedor Clan, Ilphiche is the Simurgh, or the Wolf-Bird, who favors the souls of the wise. Ilphiche's powers center around the creation of optical illusions, often very trippy and confusing ones that lead people to believe that they are trapped in Rainbow Sparkle Wonderland. The spell she uses requires her scream, and for it to hit them directly. She is weak to speed and fire attacks.

San-Ranoul (Ranoul), the Shadow Steed

Of the Four Guardians of the Saedor Clan, San-Ronoul, the Shadow Steed, favors ambition and stubbornness. San-Ronoul possesses the manipulation of his own shadows and can grant invisibility to himself and three wizards for up to an hour. He is nicknamed the "Bargain Maker" because he doesn't do anything unless you make a bargain with him, usually involving apples. He is weak to light and wind attacks.

•••

Empathic Eye

And here is the ability that Bismarck has absolutely no control over; Empathic Eye. This is an ability that gets him to see the troubles of others, even feel them, if not for a short amount of time. Sometimes he sees peoples' entire life stories, often to his detriment. His eyes turn bright red whenever he uses the ability. While Empathic Eye is generally just a seeing ability, Bismarck can use it to develop an understanding of what people are going through—again, sometimes to his detriment.

Soothing Eye

Again, another spell that is mostly out of Bismarck's control, this ability is just what it sounds like; it temporarily soothes someone from emotional pain or stress, dumping the pain onto Bismarck instead. He often freaks out when he uses this ability and—again—his eyes turn red when it happens. However, it is relatively useful for calming people down.

Level of Expertise:

Bismarck has more control over his Book of Beasts than he does his Empathic Eye and Soothing Eye, which he cannot control at all. He has learned how and when to use his creatures and exactly when the right time is to do so, but he still occasionally screws up.

Equipment:

- Book of Beasts
- Always seems to have strawberries on hand
- Dagger (in case of emergencies)
- Books, books, and more books

Miscellaneous:

- He was born on May 3rd, his horoscope being Taurus
- Didn't actually talk until he was four
- Has anxiety disorder
- Bisexual

Jackaboi · Jul 25, 2017

You think you're brave enough to cross swords with me? Let's see how long you last before you start crying for your mother.

Evelyn

Nickname
Eve

Gender
Female

Age
22

Appearance
Wears an elegant yet protective attire with a heavy coat for the cold winters. Also has her cutlass strapped to her waist at all times.

Height
5'9

Hair Colour
Blonde under normal conditions but it turns a deep silver with constant use of her magic

Eye Colour
Blue but also has the same effect as her hair
Personality
Strict, stern, straight forward and scary is what she's like on a normal day. She's quick to the action and terrifying whether in battle or simply staring someone in the eye. Rumors have it that she has the piercing stare of a dragon. She has kept up an image with the public that she does not intend on changing any time soon. Some could say she's even a natural born leader, able to scare people into submission and keep them in line. It's a real challenge to gain her trust, let alone getting to know her at all. One of the very few individuals she does trust is the dragon that taught her how to use her magic. However this does not mean she is uncaring. In fact she's more than willing to put her life on the line to protect those in danger. Even if it's up against a dragon. She is always searching for the best way to save the most lives in a tragic situation even if it would cost her own.

On the other hand she does show her more humane aspects around the people she calls friends. Even if she doesn't realise it. But then there's also a completely different side of her. That would be the way she acts around children. It's like she changes into a completely different person, caring, soft and tender. However because of her reputation she tends to scare off the children and ends up getting embarrased in front of the parents. Nobody knows why this side of her surfaces so often, but in reality she does one day wish to bear her own children. That's if she survives this war that is.

Character Strengths
Headstrong and couragous
Fears nothing
Reputation of being terrifying
Master Swordswoman
No stranger to battle
Prioritises saving lives over anything else
Not easily decieved
Strongest at night

Character Flaws
Very distrustful
Weak during day
Easily provoked
Incredibly blunt
Horrible at cooking
Can't hold her booze

Debilitating fear of heights...

Likes
Peace and quiet
Warriors
A challenge
Cake
Her Father

Dislikes
People starting trouble
Boasters
People knowing her "dark secret"
Transport
(That one should be obvious)
Biography

Evelyn was abandoned as a child. Unwanted she was simply tossed away when her parents couldn't stand raising a child anymore, she was 9 years old when she was forced onto the streets. She tried everything she could to survive. Begging simply wasn't enough and she had to resort to stealing instead. She didn't take much though, only enough food to survive another day. The shopkeepers on the other hand didn't see it that way. Eventually they decided enough was enough and decided to get the authorities involved. Evelyn was forced to run away deep into the forest where she became lost and alone, she was tired after all the running and passed out there. However her life was completely changed when a black scaled dragon with blue glowing eyes found her lying helpless on the ground.The next thing Evelyn knew she was on top of a mountain with a clear view of the full moon looming in the horizon. Then she heard a deep bellowing voice calling the small girl over.

The child looked behind her to witniss the towering dragon sitting there. Completely terrified she backed away instantly as far as she could in the hopes that she could avoid being devoured. "Am I really that scary?" The dragon spoke with a deep but calm tone, showing his passive nature to the girl. "My name is Maladroth, a dragon of the moon. I'm not like the others y'know. While most of these dragons terrorise humans, I just keep to myself, feeding off what nature blesses me with." Evelyn began to lower her guard but still remains scared of the huge beast. "Then why did you bring me here?" The dragon stifles a chuckle before answering her question. "Im not really the type for ignoring those who clearly need help. From what I can see though... You were abandoned weren't you?" The yougn Evelyn looks down and nods slightly, not having the strength to answer with words. "I see... Well in that case. I will take you under my wing young one." Her face instantly lights up. "You will? But you're a dragon. Aren't we humans inferior to your kind?" "I was never keen in the views of most dragons. I myself believe that we can coexist among your kind. True it will not be easy to achieve that but we all have to start somewhere right?"

From there Evelyn was raised by Maladroth as if she was one of his own. He taught her how to use the magic of the Lunar Dragon Slayer, magic the harnesses the power of the very moon to defeat foes in combat. Because of this they always had to sleep through the day to practice magic at night, this caused her to turn somewhat nocturnal, being more active at night rather than at day. But that wasn't the only thing she did. Maladroth also provided her with a sword that he gained when a human attacked him once. The dragon assured her that he only scared the man off. Besides that she went on to learn how to use a sword and even started leaving the mountains to recieve professional training. This day to day cycle continued until it was time she had to make her own way. Leaving the mountains at the age of 18 she returned to humanity to help with what she could in the coming war. She spent the last 4 years re-adjusting to the human lifestyle, occasionaly visiting her adopted parent now and again and because she was raised by a dragon, she knew exactly how to use fear to keep people off your back.
Mage Rank
S class at night
A class at day

Magic
Lunar Dragon Slayer Magic:
As you can guess from the name, the Lunar Dragon Slayer uses the energy particles emitted from the moon to fuel their own magic and cast a wide variety of powerful spells ranging from reflective barriers, lunar enchantments and powerful attacks. However Evelyn can only lower the gravity of an area to equal that of the moon itself. This magic however is unreliable as she is only at her strongest during night time, as during the day she cannot recover any magic and is limited to the amount she gathered in the night before. Due to this she is forced to pull her punches to that of a A class and even then she's hesitent to use it. Because if she runs out of her supply during the day, it could potentially be lethal. Because of this she will only use magic during the day in dire situations.

Roar of the Lunar Dragon:
This is a dragon slayer's signiture attack. Evelyn takes a deep breath inward while the Lunar energy takes form in the back of her throat. She exhales a huge blue light of pure Lunar energy which is hurled at her opponent. This is a very powerful attack that takes up a lot of magic to use.

The Lunar Dragon's New Moon Territory:
This spell covers a large area with a large white outline of a circle, just like a new moon. Then the circle shoots up massive walls to seperate anything inside the walls from the outside. This spell can only be casted with Evelyn standing in the center which makes this spell intended to trap the enemy with her and keep them away from allies.

The Lunar Dragon's Crescent Sweep:
This spell is performed by raising her sword into the air and chanting the name of the spell. After which she will then swing her sword in a horizontal direction in the shape of a crescent moon sending out a wave of energy in the exact shape crashing towards either a single target or even a group of enemies.

The Lunar Dragon's Half Moon Barrier:
The Half Moon Barrier is a defensive spell that takes the shape of a Half Moon with the flat end planted into the ground. This Barrier is used to reflect incoming spells away from Evelyn and anyone else using the shield for protection, however if the spell is powerful enough then the barrier will shatter. This spell should only really be used to defend others or if dodging is not an option and physical matter will also pass through the barrier with ease.

The Lunar Dragon's Gibbous Shield:
This shield is completely made of the energy of the moon, given physical form through Evelyn's magic. This shield is held in Evelyn's left hand while she holds her trusty sword on her right hand. Unlike the Half Moon Barrier, the Gibbous Shield completely made for defending against physical matter like swords, arrows, fists... Or even Dragon claws. However, although the shield is very strong, it isn't indestructable. So it will eventually break after it takes enough punishment.

The Lunar Dragon's Full Moon Assault:
Evelyn forms a large white circle in front of where she's standing, giving off a shape of a full moon. Once the circle is formed, several beams of light shoot out from it simultanaously at the target and hits them from several different directions. Anyone agile enough can avoid this attack but grounded opponents are more likely to be struck by this powerful attack.

The Gifts of Luna
The Gifts of Luna are Evelyn's Lunar Enchantments. These are used to give Evelyn a boost in battle at the cost of some Mana to cast them. These enchantments can only be cast on sets armour or clothing and they can only be have one enchantment per set, so if Eve wanted to use something else then she would have to trade off the previous enchantment with no refund of magic.

Luna's Gift of Resiliance:
Luna's Gift of Resiliance upgrades an allies armour with more protective capabilities, allowing them to last longer in a battle

Luna's Gift of Unburden:
The Gift of Unburden makes any piece of armour or clothing as light as a feather, allowing her allies to become more mobile with heavier gear

Luna's Gift of Waterwalking:
As the title says, the Gift of Waterwalking enchants your shoes to... well... Walk on water. It's more useful than you think.

Level of Expertise
Evelyn specialises in swordsmanship, mastering the blade from taking several classes and even developing self taught techniques to take down opponents. She is also well trained in her Dragon Slayer magic saying as she was raised by one of the beasts at a young age. Due to being raised by a dragon she also knows how to look dangerous too. Eventually managing to build a reputation as one of the most terrifying women around.

Equipment
Protective clothing and her cutlass has always been all she needed. Nothing more, nothing less
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Mitchs98 · Jul 25, 2017

Name
Alicia Nefaras

Gender

Female

Age

20

Appearance

Height

5'0

Weight

102 lbs

Hair Color

Sky Blue

Eye Color

Blue
Personality
Overall Alicia is a extremely kind and happy individual, pretty much always able to find the happiness in a situation unless it's entirely bleak. She does her best to cheer others up when they're down and generally keep everyone happy, especially her friends. She tends to have an undying loyalty to those that she cares about the most, always willing to just about anything that's asked of her. She surprisingly doesn't get scared easily and seems to have a child-like innocence about her when it comes to a lot of things. She likes joking around a lot and such, however the one way to upset her every single time is to make fun of her height; she really doesn't like being short or treated differently due to it...much less made fun of.

She's a bit hard-headed and forward thinking at times despite seeming to have some kind of tactile intelligence, often rushing in whenever she feels the situation requires it or it'll get the battle over with sooner. This of course leads her to get into more trouble than the task at hand is usually worth, but somehow she usually comes out relatively unharmed.

Often when she's angry she won't actually get mad and start shouting...unless she's really angry, usually she'll just go red in the face and pout while ignoring you. Possibly even start crying a bit and mumbling. She tends to reserve her anger for those she truly hates, most of the time being those who would dare try to attack her friends.

Character Strengths
-Alicia's most defining trait is her cheerful demeanor. She's easily able to raise the morale of any situation, perhaps even when things look truly dark. A beacon of hope as it were.
-Her inability to get truly angry(most of the time) and let it influence her emotions is definitely a strong point. After all, unclouded judgement during battle is one of the most valuable assets a person can have.
-Undying loyalty to her friends and allies. She does whatever it takes to keep them safe to the best of her ability. Though she falls short at times it's not for the lack of trying.

Character Flaws
-Perhaps a bit to innocent and therefore gullible at times. She isn't exactly an idiot by any means, nor does she always fall for overly obvious tricks. She simply can get deceived somewhat easily.
-The bond she shares with those she cares about is easily able to be exploited. She will readily put herself in life threatening danger to save her friends if it's needed.
-Way to stubborn and hard-headed at times, as mentioned she tends to rush into things if she believes it to be safe and a more efficient manner to do them. While planning usually always leads to a better outcome she fails to realize this.
Likes
-Rain
-Cake
-Any kind of Candy
-Reading
-Friends
-Flowers

Dislikes
-To much heat; Kills the plants she uses for fuel
-Arid climates with very little plant life
-Being made fun of for being short

Biography
WIP
Mage Rank
A

Magic
Grass Dragon Slayer Magic

Alicia's magic, while she defines herself as the 'Grass Dragon Slayer', pertains to more than just grass. At-least as far as where she can absorb her powers from. Any vegetation plant life such as grass, leaves, bushes, flowers, and shrubs she can draw power from though grass is predominantly the best option that she can choose. She can't eat trees, not for the lack of trying at one point of course, but the leafs from the trees if she can reach them are fair game. Her magic is very versatile, capable of easily killing opponents, trapping them, shielding or even healing allies and herself. Below are some of her abilities.

Grass Dragon Slayer Roar:
Alicia sucks in air like most every other slayer while gathering energy inside of herself. She unleashes the blast in, at-least to those outside of it, a seemingly harmless blast of thousands of small green slivers. In reality the blast contains thousands of razor sharp blades of grass capable of shredding flesh with relative ease.

Grass Dragon Slayer Claw:
Alicia gathers energy into one of her arms, releasing it in a swiping motion and producing a deadly thorn on her arm. The thorn is jagged to primarily mangle rather than to cut the target, in most instance on unarmored targets doing more harm than a simple cut would do.

Bramble:

Alicia channels energy into the ground at a specific point, raising her arm a thicket of large vines shoot out of the ground in an effort to ensnare and severely wound her target. Each vine is covered with large thorns roughly 3 inches long, the tips sharp enough to pierce flesh and light armor with relative ease. The vines, once around a target, are able to be constricted and relaxed at Alicia's will as well as dismissed entirely. It is possible for Alicia to control one singular vine or an entire thicket with this attack.

Vine Whip:

Alicia forms a seemingly harmless leafy green whip in her hand. This whip, while it appears to be nothing more than plant life formed together, is actually extremely durable. Along the vine unseen to most are thousands of tiny thorns with the sharpness of glass. Essentially this weapon is used when she feels she doesn't really need to use any of her other magic.

Bandage:

Alicia is capable of binding wounds and partially healing them with her magic. More severe wounds she tends to just bind until she can get them a healer, while minor wounds she knits back together herself. She is capable of forming a limited array of bindings and such in order to to this. Normally for major wounds she creates a softer moss substance to stem any bleeding followed by wrapping it in several thick leaves. Minor wounds she creates a needle out of several blades of grass and thread out of sinew from plants. It's not the most effective, but it gets the job done.

Vine Wall:

Alicia's solely defensive ability...well offensive if you're dumb enough to run into it. She summons a literal small wall of incredibly thick vines to deter attacks from herself or her allies. Usually used for a one off defense mechanism ever so often she CAN actually hold the barrier for quite some time, though she's unable to attack or move if she chooses to.

Level of Expertise

Alicia has nearly complete mastery over her magic, though she's working on making it stronger she knows how to control it perfectly. Really the only thing stopping her at this point is training her magic to get it stronger and capable of lasting longer without needing to gather more magical energy. The main area she struggles in, as far as abilities in her arsenal, is her Vine Whip. Seeing as it's more of a magically constructed item that she has to manually fight with she's moderately skilled with it but falls short quite often.

Equipment

Alicia carries around a bag filled with a few snacks, some money, and of course candy whenever she can find it. She is also always sure to carry an extra pouch, whether empty or not, to store plant life in for her to eat when necessary. Though usually it's empty and she fills it when she's aware she needs to battle, as dead or dying grass provides far less energy.

Miscellaneous

Drakerus · Jul 25, 2017

He taught me everything. It's time I put that knowledge to use.

Gareth Alber

Name
Gareth Alber

Gender
Male

Age
23

Height
5"9

Hair Color
Dark Blue

Eye Color
Dark Purple
Personality
Gareth makes it a point to remain calm and observant at almost all times. He is heavily introverted but that doesn't mean he has a problem interacting with others...most of the time. He enjoys spending time with friends but outside of that he can almost always be found reading a book. He is extremely gifted intellectually and he uses this to his advantage both in and out of combat. His ability to analyze a situation and take action accordingly is unmatched but this sometimes leads to his actions being misunderstood by others. Despite his intelligence, he acts very humbly and does his best to act in a down to earth and approachable manner. He is generally friendly torwards strangers and friends alike and he isn't afraid to step in if he sees someone who really needs help. He also enjoys a bit of sarcastic humor every now and then.

Character Strengths
- Extremely intelligent to the point where he could be called a walking encyclopedia
- Is able to think quickly if the situation demands it
- Despite his appearance, Gareth is quite nimble and has impeccable reflexes
- Not one to panic or act rashly

Character Flaws
- Lacks a strong instinct
- Tends to blame himself if anything goes wrong
- Unlike many other Dragon Slayers, Gareth is not much physically stronger than an average human
- His constant calm demeanor can be mistaken for indifference

Likes
- Reading
- Learning
- Adjusting his glasses for no reason
- Eating sweet things
- Tea

Dislikes
- Impulsiveness
- People who make others feel weak
- Sushi

Biography
Unlike many Dragon Slayers, Gareth's story did not begin with death but rather, with discovery. He was born and raised in a village that was hidden away in a remote forest. The villagers led peaceful lives but they were wary of ever straying away from their borders. After all, not even they could avoid hearing the stories of ferocious dragons that killed and dkminated humanity indiscriminately. As such they made it a rule to never wander too far from home lest you put your life on the line.

Gareth had always been a curious boy while growing up and he became famous for being a nuisance due to his tendency for sticking his nose where it didn't belong. He eventually grew out of that rudeness of course but his curious nature stuck around. Unfortunately there was only so much to see and learn in such an isolated community and a Gareth soon began looking towards the outside as soon as he turned 13. He never mentioned his interest though since he knew it would be met with disapproval by nearly everyone. Since he had nothing else to go on, his main interest was what the villagers called 'The Forbidden Spire'. It was a towering structure that resided in the same forest as the village and even though it was miles away, it could clearly be seen from almost everywhere in the forest. In fact, nearly everyone used it as a landmark to find their way back to the village but other than that, it was forbidden to go anywhere near it, hence the name.

Of course, this didn't deter a Gareth and after a week of planning he set out towards the spire in the middle of the night. After a lot of walking, Gareth had arrived at the base of the spire and couldn't believe how gigantic it was up close. He couldn't see the top no matter how much he craned his neck. It was truly a mysterious and surreal structure and he had to wonder who or what could've made such a thing. He couldn't deny that he was afraid that the dangers his friends and family had told him about were true but he had already come to far to change his mind and run away so with renewed resolve, he entered the tower.

As soon as he entered the first thing he noticed was that the inside was unmistakeable bigger than the outside. In addition to that, there were books. LOTS of books. So many books that it seemed almost impossible. Gareth was ecstatic since to him, he had found the most amazing thing in his life. Such a vast store of knowledge held infinite possibilities. He couldn't decide on where to start reading so he approached a random shelf and reached out to grab a book. The boy was so excited that he didn't realize there was someone right behind him.

"You know, it's rude to touch someone else's belongings without permission. Wouldn't you say so, young one?"

The voice had a touch of amusement to it but Gareth was still frightened. He slowly turned to apologize but stopped cold when he noticed that the speaker had golden scales, razor sharp teeth, a towering build, and...glasses? As expected, Gareth was at a loss for words. The creature sighed before rolling its eyes.

"Yes, I am a dragon. No, I have no intention of eating you. I'd like to think I'm a bit more civilized than my kin. Now, what brings you to my home, young one?"

After an awkward silence, Gareth spoke slowly, explaining that he wanted to find out the truth behind the 'Forbidden Spire'.

"Ah I see. You must be from that village to the east. I was wondering when you humans were going to show up at my door. Sending a child though? Strange..."

Gareth quickly corrected him by mentioning that he had come in secret since the other villagers would never let him go with their permission.

"I see. Well then, now that you know the 'secret' of this place I suppose this is goodbye. Please keep what you've found here to yourself and we can continue living in peace."

Gareth immediately protested, saying that he wanted to learn more. Upon hearing this, the dragon's interest piqued.

"Learn you say? Learn what exactly?"

"Everything." the boy stated, meeting the dragon's gaze for the first time. At that moment a wide grin broke out on the dragon's visage, a small glint showing in his eyes.

"Well, I can hardly say no to such an eager spirit. Very well then, I shall teach you. However, you must no that this will be a deep commitment for both parties. Once you become my student I expect the utmost respect and dedication and I will give you the same. If you can agree to those terms then sign your name upon this contract."

The dragon waved his right paw which caused a sheet of parchment and a quill to appear in a flash of golden light. The contract floated down slowly to be level with a Gareth who was just gawking at the supernatural scene before him. The dragon raised an eyebrow at the awestruck boy.

"What? Don't tell me you've never seen magic before, young one."

Gareth simply kept gawking. The dragon sighed but he still had an amused look in his eyes.

"You have much to learn it seems. Hurry up and sign so we can get started."

Gareth nodded and signed. Before running after his new mentor who was making his way up a flight of stairs.

"Uh, my name is a Gareth. What's yours?" he asked, managing to hitch a ride on the dragon's tail. Without even turning to look back, the dragon swung his tail upwards, launching Gareth into the air. The boy screamed but calmed down when he landed safely on the dragon's shoulder.

"Curiox. Curiox, the Collector."

From there, spent his free time studying under a Curiox. He was able to travel between the village and the spire easily using a portal spell that was set up by the dragon. Over the years, Gareth learned many things from his mentor, including magic. Gareth had discovered that Curiox had an obsession with tea early on in their relationship and upon having the dragon taste his mother's homemade tea, he immediately demanded that Gareth bring some with him whenever he came to the spire.

As the years flew by, the two became closer and closer on a personal level. Gareth loved Curiox as both a teacher and a role model. Curiox enjoyed the company and was more than happy to share his knowledge with another. Before he knew it, he has become extremely fond of his student to the point where he had offered Gareth a place to stay in the spire permanently to which Gareth politely declined.

Although they were happy, the rest of the world continued to suffer and the Dragon Festival soon escalated to the point where not even Curiox, a strictly neutral party in the matter, could no longer ignore the needless destruction caused by his kin. He explained to a Gareth that he would. Go out to try and reason with the other dragons rather than fight them head on. Of course this meant that the dragon would have to leave his home for an extended period of time and no matter how much Gareth argued, Curiox did not change his decision.

On the day of his departure, Curiox left Gareth with what he called his 'personal grimiore'. An enchanted book that supposedly contained all of the dragon's knowledge and more.

"While it is certainly not a substitute for a true teacher, this will have to suffice until I return. I expect you to read every day and I WILL know when you're slacking. Enjoy your break while you can. When I return, your lessons will be twice as rigorous!"

Gareth could only nod with the beginnings of tears in his eyes and the dragon's expression immediately softened.

"You know why I've chosen to do this, don't you? I wouldn't be leaving like this if I didn't believe I could make a difference."

Gareth nodded again. Curiox sighed before grabbing a Gareth and setting him on his shoulder. From there, they stared at the full moon together, letting their thoughts and worries settle. After an unknown amount of time, Curiox spoke.

"Always remember. Never accept the world as it appears to be. Dare to see it for what it could be."

With those parting words, Gareth's friend and mentor flew off into the difference.

At first, Gareth heeded Curiox's instructions and continued his studies alone but it just wasn't the same without his friend there with him. After a year, Gareth decided that it was his turn to take action. He could no longer bear the frustration of sitting around hoping that Curiox would come flying back nonchalantly. After making preparations and saying his goodbyes to his family and friends, Gareth set out towards the world outside the forest. His primary goal was to search for Curiox but helping out with the battle for humanity's survival along the way certainly wouldn't hurt.
Mage Rank
A

Magic

Dragon Script Dragon Script is an advanced form of letter magic that was developed solely by a dragon by the name of Curiox who then taught it to Gareth. It can be seen as a cousin of Dragon Slayer magic in the sense that it can harm or even kill dragons in the right conditions. Similar to Slayer magic, Dragon Script users can draw on an outside source to replenish their magic power. In this case, that source is any written text that can be read by the user. However, unlike other Slayers, a Dragon Script user cannot simply 'suck in' their 'element'. Instead, they gradually build up their magical reservoir outside of combat by reading manually. In other words, studying increases their magic power over time. It is a slow process, taking weeks to see any noticeable difference, but the effects are permanent. As such, a Dragon Script user usually has a large pool of magic power at their disposal to compensate for the fact that they can't quickly power up in the middle of battle like other Slayers can.

There are multiple parts to a Dragon Script spell.

The word base

As the name implies, this is the word that makes up the core of the spell. The meaning of the base word is the main factor in determining the effects of the spell. When a spell is casted a seal with the word written in the center appears. This seal can be attached to surfaces or hover in the air depending on the needs of the caster and can be placed in a dormant state, waiting to be activated at any time remotely. In addition to the properties of the seal, the base word also affects the aesthetic appearance of the seal. Multiple words can be combined into a single spell if they are compatible. Also worth mentioning is that words written in Dragon Script are identical to Japanese kanji in both appearance and meaning.

Multipliers

In addition to a base word, the user also has the option of attaching a 'multiplier' to the spell. Multipliers increase the potency of a spell in some way in exchange for an increased magic power cost. The exact effect of multipliers varies depending on the base word. The use of multipliers is signified by the user adding the word double, triple, quadra, quinti, sexta, septa, etc to the base word. Currently, Gareth can only go up to septa.

List of commonly used seals

These are some examples of words you'll see Gareth using a lot. He has many more options but these are his go to's.

Creates a seal that repels whatever touches its surface. Multipliers increase the strength of the repulsion.

This seal increases the strength of whatever it is attached to, including allied spells. Can be combined with other words to make spells more powerful. Multipliers increase the potency of the boost.

This seal erects a transparent green barrier. The shield can be set to be stationary or mobile. The latter option sacrifices durability. Multipliers increase the size and strength of the shield.

This seal creates an orange chain that launches out from the seal at high speed, attaching to the first object or being hit. Multiple chain seals can be linked together, making it possible to connect multiple objects together. This spell is unable to cause any direct damage. Multipliers increase the durability of the chain.

This seal shoots a salvo of magical bolts in a straight line at high speed. Multipliers increase the range and quantity of bolts.

Curiox Omnis
This enchanted, semi-sentient, almost infinite-paged book was given to Gareth as a parting gift by Curiox. Apart from being Gareth's most treasured possession and study material, it also functions as an invaluable tool in combat. The book is synced with Gareth's mind, allowing him to control it at will. It has the ability to levivitate and fly around freely and is immune to both magical and physical forces. As such it can function as a shield in emergencies but it's small surface area is not ideal for such purposes. Its most important ability is that it can independently place and/or channel Dragon Script seals for Gareth. This allows a Gareth to have the option of placing seals in remote or far away locations in addition to already being able to place seals near himself manually.

Level of Expertise
Gareth has mastered the core principles of a Dragon Script magic and has a grip on a wide variety of words. As such he is an extremely versatile wizard both on and off the battlefield. However, his combat experience is limited due to peaceful upbringing. That's why most of his spells are oriented towards defense and utility rather than offense. His ability to strategize should not be underestimated though and if he is fighting alongside allies that he can actively support, he can easily become as useful as an S Class wizard due to the sheer amount of utility he brings to the table.
Equipment

Happy Red Mage · Jul 26, 2017

You can never have too many walls!

Remilia Vvalldenval

Name:

Remilia Vvalldenval
"What the hell do you mean by 'don't make another wall'? I'LL MAKE AS MANY WALLS AS I WANT TO."

Gender:
Female
"Yep! 100% Female, no hidden weapons on me!"

Age:
33
"Why are you looking at me so disbelievingly? I am 33!"

Height:
5'3
"Yes, I'm short, what's your point?"

Appearance:
Remilia sports lustrous and luscious blonde hair and shiny purple eyes that could be comparable to amethysts. She wears glowing ornate golden accessories, not actually worth anything except for a few Jewels but she likes them. Her body is petite and slightly toned with flawless pale skin. She is always seen to be wearing the same attire over and over again but does own more clothes and switches them out accordingly. She just has that look that make people smile when she does.

Before the walls come.
Personality:
Remilia Vvalldenval is a very energetic young looking old girl. She isn't the smartest person to know a lot of stuff, she isn't the cleverest to outwit her opponents, and she isn't the wisest to give sagely advice. But she is a reliable person, loud, confident, brave, and most importantly, obsessed with walls. To her walls are the ultimate solution, she'll try to solve things first by making a wall before trying anything else and it usually doesn't work not does it end well at all.

Do not tell her that walls are useless. She gets very...sensitive about it.

Character Strengths:
-She doesn't lose morale easily, so while she may not be the last to surrender she won't be the first either.
-Being mistaken for a child often leads to her advantage due to being underestimated.
-She wholeheartedly fights for what she believes in.

Character Flaws:
-She is the type of person to wall first and ask questions later.
-She doesn't like it when her nigh nonexistent figure is pointed out, there will be walls.
-When she wants to wall, she wants to wall, there is no stopping her, there is delaying but there is no stopping.

Likes:
-Walls
-Not having to spend much on clothes.
-Sunrises

Dislikes:
-Columns, they're wannabe walls.
-People that say that they like walls but don't.
-Excessive Pacifists

Biography:
"I am a simple girl y'see. I see something happen that calls for a wall. I create a wall..."
Remilia was orphaned at a young age. The oldest memory she could bring herself to muster was the sensation of unbearable pain resonating from her chest then nothing. She was taken in by and cared for by bandits. Gruff and mean, especially their leader, an scarred veteran named Hal Vvalla, as they were they became the closest thing she had to a family. She wouldn't realize this until she was older but that's another story.

The bandits occupied a rundown castle, she had called it the Den Of Valor and the other bandits began jokingly calling it that until the name stuck, careful of making any presence known lest they attract any unwanted attention from roaming dragons, other bandits, or people seeking to bring them to justice either by dragging them to a prison or executing them on the spot. For they were bandits, they were thieves and killers in nature but they did it to survive. Remilia wanted to grow up just like the leader Hal. Hal rebuked her desires to be like him, stating that him and the others weren't good people. That they had originally planned to sell her to a rich family wanting a child or if that had failed kill her.

Remilia knew all this and insisted. She had been adamant on becoming a bandit tribe leader like her father figure and eventually Hal figured out that there would be no stopping her. Instead he diverted her. Tasking some of the mages of the bandits of the Den Of Valor, he told her that he would teach her the finer arts of banditry on the condition that she master the magical arts first. She began her tutelage under a disgraced mage-knight named Dove.

Dove wasn't the gentlest of teachers. She forced Remilia to excel or give up on ever leading, to cast without hesitation, knock down or be knocked down. Dove even managed to sneak in how a mage-knight fights. She taught her plenty of things and her position as a mother figure for Remilia was quickly cemented into her mind.

One day, years later, the troupe had gone to plunder a village for supplies three days from the ruined castle camp. Five days had passed since they had left and she was getting very worried. Suddenly she heard groaning and looked towards where the sound originated. She saw them returning, strangely and slowly, but returning. She rushed forwards to meet them and show off the newest move that Dove had just taught her only for said woman to tackle her.

"Remilia, run. Run as fast and as far as you can. There's a settlement directly to the north of here. Go there, find Toro who runs an inn and tell him that you want to buy some feathers. RUN REMILIA AND DON'T STOP RUNNING."

Without another word she quickly ushered her to the other end of the Den of Valor and pushed a bag into her hands. Half an hour into running northwards the sky was illuminated by a brilliant display of Dove's magic.She continued to run nonstop until she stumbled into the guards of the settlement, taking her to a healer that let her rest. She had arrived at the settlement.

She spent several days recovering having torn several muscles that needed to heal properly and severely exhausting herself to the point that she could've seriously harmed herself had she gone on any longer. When she finally was able to, she made her way into several inns until she finally met Toro, to whom she repeated Dove's words to. At first the man looked at her in disbelief and asked her to say it again and she repeated herself.

She was given a large sum of money and a letter wishing her luck telling not to spend it all in one place before spontaneously setting aflame in her hands.

"Well...what the hell do i do now?"
Mage Rank:
High A-Rank

Magic: Wall Magic:
Wall Magic is an uncommon old magic that allow Remilia to do wall things. She uses this obsessively and happily and with such frequency that most cannot match. Wall Magic allows her to create and interact with walls in ways that normal mages can't.

Create Wall:
Remilia summons a wall, making it burst from a rapidly rotating magic circle that appears in the direction she is facing, on the ground, or on another wall. She can control the orientation in which the wall exits and how fast it emerges from the circle. She can also control how tall, long, and thick a wall is.

Reinforce Wall:
Remilia can choose to strengthen all walls in her general location by marking the area with a magic circle or massively strengthen one wall of her choosing, making a single magic circle appear on that wall.

Learn Wall:
Remilia's Wall Magic can learn different types of walls. As long as her magic recognizes something as a wall Learn Wall is used automatically.giving her the ability to replicate that wall using Create Wall.

(X Wall - Walls made of material that have no effect)
(Wall of X - Walls that have effects)
Brick, Cliff, Ice, Castle Wall
Wall Of Church (Sturdy against magic.), Fortress (Sturdy against physical attacks.) , Swords (A wall made of interlocking floating swords.)

Repair Wall:
Remilia can use her magic to repair walls she is in contact with.

Analyze Wall:
Remilia can analyze walls that she is contact with, letting her know how the walls are connected and how strong they are.

Phase Wall:
Remilia can phase through walls. While inside a wall she can levitate and is intangible, allowing her to to travel through walls like a phantom. If the wall she is in is destroyed she is forced out the closest side with open space. Anything on her person also comes along for the ride.

Hyperburst Magic:
Hyperburst Magic is a lost magic that allows for a mage to unleash the most primal expression of their magic. It activates automatically when the user experiences extreme emotional phenomenon and is stronger the more that the user is in pain.

Level of Expertise:
Remilia is incredibly adept with her magic but isn't quite close to mastering it just yet. She fights more like a close ranged caster that need to be in the center of a fight in order to be of any use. She doesn't know the existence of Hyperburst Magic and fights better with polearms.

Equipment: A waterproof cloak in case it rains and a dirk, wishes she had a mace or polearm instead of a dirk.

Miscellaneous: Wants to someday make a great wall that will keep the dragons away.

I know it's kinda ironic to be knocked down by a wall...

Remilia Vvalldenval

Kyuubey · Jul 26, 2017

I saw the light. I bathed in it... But even with this second chance that I had been given, something sinister was born. For where there is light, darkness seeks shelter, and I think it found a home in me.

Ellyse Decapitare

Name;
Ellyse aka Elly Decapitare

Age;
21 and some change

Gender;
Female

Race;
Grim Reaper

Height;
5'7"

Hair Colour;
Ghastly White

Eye Colour;
A subtle mix of a red apple dipped into caramel
Personality;

Elly contradicts the very ensemble that would be of what one feels when they see the grim reaper. She is kind, thoughtful, even delicate with all forms of life. Life is precious. It's meant to be handled with care, shown love, and nurtured to grow. If you give her a reason to laugh and smile, she will most likely become your friend for life. Those who like to indulge in happiness are hard to stray from and they attract her like moths to a flame. Nobody tends to think of the repercussion of this though. If a moth remains too close to said flame, doesn't it burn?
Character Strengths;
- Finds power in death
- Spoopy Mode
- Unable to bleed
- Able to feed off of negative emotion along with her element as the two seem to be related
- Can speak to the dead
Character Weakness;
- Overwhelmed by unnecessary death
- The light, it burns! ( Holy magic )
- Can only go reaper mode in certain situations
- Innate desire to preserve or make the most out of life
- Hard to discern the dead from the living
Likes;
- Elizabeth
- Tea and cake, can't have one without the other
- Eccentric things
- Flying
- Dresses
Dislikes;
- Heightened negative emotions ( she feeds off it and it affects her heavily )
- Numbers in general, she wasn't really taught how to count
- Roses
- Knowing how much time someone has left to live
Biography;

" I've had the glory of crossing to the other side, and I'll let you know now... this Earth, even with its sorrow and destruction, is a much more beautiful place. Enjoy your time here while you can. "

Elly died when she was four. That was it, the long adventurous tale of the raven haired child whose face lit up at every new discovery of the world. The one who held the hands of her parents as they ventured through Earthland, trying to stray away from the dangers that lurked everywhere. Her small hands clinging to theirs, and even the smallest squeeze was the reassurance she needed to feel safe from anything evil. Until they were ripped from her, their long slender fingers sliding past her small palms as they went flying into the air. There was no warning, there were no clouds in the bright blue sky, it was a day filled with a calm breeze and the smell of roses filled the air. The attacker was never seen, it happened too fast, though one would probably guess a dragon had assaulted them as it wasn't unheard of for them to do so.

Her screams echoed through the fields as her petite frame fell in slow motion to crash upon the rose bushes. An undug grave that was never meant for a small innocent girl. And the life drained from her eyes, the brightness in them fading.

" Red.... "

And a miracle happened. The Holy Ghost visited Elly on this particular day, bestowing upon her a power that would change the world as she knew it. Though touched by holiness, it was now her duty to guide the damned, to make sure they didn't cheat death itself. This subconscious change didn't surface for many years as Elly awakened. The only thing she noticed now was a fuzziness in her vision, little did she know that her whole destiny had been thrown onto another course. She could see the dead, troubled souls, and the souls of dragons whom had been slain. To her they were alive, and this is how Elly gained and rose in power as a dragon slayer, wielding the power of ghouls and shadowy death magic thanks to being taught by the dead. It always seemed weird to her that now an orphan, she was raised by many dragons whom nobody could see but her. A child with no memories of her parents but the perpetual tingling of their fingertips grazing her palms, seemingly wandering the world alone even though she was far from it. And for years she roamed, learning how to fight, to hunt, to survive. People seemed to glow faintly as she came across them but one girl stood out to her, she looked like a walking sun. The brightest star in the sky; Elizabeth. The light felt like a calling, and Elly completely mesmerized with whatever feeling came from being in Lizzy's presence soon befriended her and refused to leave her side. There was something so magnetic about the pull of her soul, that they became inseparable. Like sisters almost, but so completely opposite that they were yin and yang in every sense. Lizzy had saved her life more times than she would like to admit due to her more mischievous nature and getting herself into trouble.

One day, they came across a field of roses and it triggered something within her mind, a switch being flipped instantly. She changed drastically, the reaper finally showing itself after remaining dormant for so many years. The flowers around them wilted and the land died for miles beyond where they stood. Elizabeth and her fought for the first time until finally after both being heavily wounded and exhausted they dropped to the ground, along with sword and scythe, Lizzy's arms wrapped tightly around her body and bathed them in a holy light that didn't burn like it normally would've. It was done in a manner that calmed her out of the transformation and she transitioned back to normal. Their wounds were completely gone as if the incident never even happened due to the healing properties of Elizabeth's holy magic, but in their minds they would always remember that moment. In fact, it made them stronger than before. Now the reaper sees Elizabeth as a friend and ally, though unable to perceive that regarding anyone else on the battlefield.
Mage Rank;
A Rank normally; S Class in Reaper Mode

Magic;
Ethereal Dragon Slayer

Ghoulish Shadows/Spoopy Darkness, normal slayer type shit

Only add on is that Elly can turn herself into an actual ethereal ghostlike being at will, giving her flight abilities and making her transparent. ( Weak to holy magic and can feel/be hurt by intense temperatures in this form created by things like fire and ice )

Grim Reaper form;
- Immense spike in power.
- Wields a scythe for close combat and double pistols for ranged. Bullets are ghastly and pass through defenses to target vital organs. Scythe is crazy sharp, I mean, crazy sharp.
- Shadowy cloaked form emerges, appearance gets older
- Able to pull the residual life essence from dead things, even wildlife, and use it to heal others
- Can raise the dead and command them
- Can see the memories of others and when their life will cease to be
- Can only die when beheaded with her own scythe as the lore goes.
- Able to reverse curses
- Immune to poison and curses
- Can open the gates to hell and banish a person there if their sin has reached a certain criteria or level
- Lay down your arms and follow me my sweet child; Being a guide to the dead and helping them move on, Elly can sing a song that will ease the soul and mind, making ones hatred and will to fight disappear.
- Needs her death grimoire to do high end spells, she must also prepare the spell and area it will be used hours ahead of time. ( Big raising of the dead, shadow cloaking areas, defensive walls, massive healing spell )
- Life decays at her touch in reaper mode
Expertise;
Elly has complete mastery over her dragon slaying arts. Her aim with guns is impeccable and precise, she has never been known to miss her target. The Grim Reaper mode is as controlled as possibly can be, her demeanor and personality changing drastically but control is only lost when certain emotions come into play. Elly is also an expert tea maker, often begging Lizzy to pull out her golden tea set for her to use. ( Not combat related. )

Equipment;
Death Grimoire, Twin Pistols that are identical save for a golden finish on one and a jet black on the other. A scythe that is pulled from a different dimension when entering reaper mode. Different herbs for tea.

Other;
- The smell or sight of roses is an instant trigger for Elly.
- Elly sometimes like to transform into a ghost and spook other people for the hell of it. It's quite funny really.
- She secretly wishes her chest was as nice as Lizzy's.
- Elly doesn't know how to swim.

Britt-21 · Jul 30, 2017

Name:
Christina Trost

Gender:
Female

Age:
24

Appearance:

Height:
5'7"

Hair Colour:
White/Silver

Eye Colour:
Aqua Blue

Personality:
Christina is a merciless wizard. One who would kill, if anyone stood in the way of her plans to help the Dragons. Despite the uprising of many wizards, she still sides with these beasts and does what she can to help them win the war. She's not a rebel but she also isnt an obedient dog, thus she remains in the middle when it comes to orders or requests, using a simple 'yes' or 'no'. Chris is very straight forward and isnt afraid to speak her mind. Sure, others get offended but she doesnt care. The truth hurts. Whenever Christina encounters men who are highly attractive, she cannot help but let herself feel shy around the person. It's the main reason why she keeps a blindfold, so she's able to avoid falling for anyone, becoming close with others, or becoming a shy mess around them. Despite how soft she could be on the inside, on the outside she is as strong as she could be, letting everything bounce off of her. From threats to being flirted with. She even shows little to no emotion, her face being blank most of the time but again, since she wears her blindfold, the only expression that would be visable is her lips. If they frown, if they smile, or if they're blank. Chris is easily confused in certain situations and can cause her to second guess herself. Only making her confusion worse. Whenever she comes in contact with an S class Wizard, she usually tends not to push buttons and try to ask for a fight.
(More will be revealed in the rp.)

Character Strengths:
+Christina will fight till her last breath for what she believes in
+She Requires no partner, for she can fend for herself
+Quick runner, basically she has high Agility
+Can fight without her weapons
+Stealthy within the night

Character Flaws:
~If something goes wrong, she blames herself if the was involved.
~Doesnt know her limit within a fight and thus needs to be pulled from it. By command or by force.
~Cant cook for her life and results in someone else cooking for her, or eating elsewhere.
~Is hard to approach from time to time.
~Creating emotional connections with other people, knowing of the concequences.

Likes:
+Baked Goods
+Watching the sun rise, and set.
+A good opponent
+Silence
+Children, especially infants.
+Animals
Dislikes:
-Her Blindfold being pointed out
-Being asked if she's blind
-Being Taunted
-Exposing weaknesses to the enemy
-Regrets
-Second Thoughts

Biography:

Christina and her twin brother were orphans, abandoned inside a cave far from civilization to insure that no one would hear the siblings cries out for the comfort of their parents. With the non-stop crying and babies red to the face, a Dragon began to hear the crying babies and came to inspect the cave in which the cries came from. Losing a baby of her own had been painful, and now seeing the twins abandoned in the cave and crying for their mother made her heart ache. Being a mother who lost her child, she took this oppertunity to embrace these children, raise them as her own. Taking her words into actions, she began raising Christina and her brother, Eric. Teaching them to walk, teaching them to talk and also introducing the siblings to magic. Doing everything in her power to try to teach these young ones. She even taught them that siding with the humans was a bad idea because they were ruthless, cruel, and were incredibly dangerous. By the time Christina and Eric were 15, they were out adventuring with the supervision of the Motherly dragon, having fun with their magic, playing around and being happy teenage kids. But that all ended when Christina and Eric had been approached by a rogue mage who had no care in the world for life as he tried to attack the children. With Christina's Craftsman Magic and her Brother's supporting magic (He buffed allies at most and wanted to support his sister) some people would have thought the pair would be strong against the wizard...

But they werent.

The wizard outdamaged them massively, and when their motherly dragon came down in attempt to protect them and help them, the Rogue managed to get a hit on Eric, causing him to fall. The dragon -As much as she hated doing this- ate the Rogue mage to stop him from attacking her children and when she went to check on her babies, Christina had been holding her brother close to her, crying as he was slowly dying in her arms, tears running down his face as he looked at both His sister and his dragon mother. He apologized and Christina refused to let him, telling him that he was okay and that she loved him and didnt want him to leave. The wound had been critical and if they tried to get him to a healer, it would be too late. The dragon lowered her head, gently pressing her nose against Eric's head, apologising and telling him that things will be better soon.

Christina looked at her brother, tears in her eyes as she cupped his cheek "I love you dear brother..." his reply had been the same, saying he loved both Christina and their foster mother. Rocking Eric softly, she began to sing the lullaby that the dragon always sung to them, Eric joining in and very slowly his voice began to fade till his eyes finally closed and his body went limp.

Since that tragic day, Christina hated Wizards. Her own kind. One had killed her brother merely because he was a rogue and didnt care about who he hurt. What lives he took. This is why she sided with the Dragons, because those pesky humans took what was dear to her.

Mage Rank:
A

Magic:
Craftsman Magic - A magic of creation. This magic includes many different kinds of craftmanship, but with Christina's skill, she is only able to use the little it has to offer at the moment till she is able to unlock future skills. She is able to create things mostly from thin air and turn them to a solid for a certain amount of time... Lets start off with the basics.

Animation - This skill gives Christina the ability to animate anything that is inanimate. If she wishes to use an army of trees against her opponent, then she will. The objects she chose will stay animated for as long as she is awake and putting magical power into them. If she ever passes out, her magic will run right out of the object she animated and will become what it once was. The same will happen if she no longer puts magical power into the object. Objects that are possessed will radiate a black aura. Her limit for animating can vary, depending on what she is animating. (ex: Spoons? About probably 100. Trees? About 5 max. Buildings? Just one. But she never goes that far.)

Bow and Whip Construct - Christina is able to create a Bow or a Whip with this magic and make it solid for a certain amount of time. The whip does not have any special attributes aside from extending its length. Her bow has one attribute and that is unlimited crafted arrows. The price for unlimited arrows is constant magical power added into those while still putting magical power in the Bow to keep it solid and not fade away. (If confused, msg me

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Platform Creation - Christina is able to create solid platforms with this spell and can use these to her advantage. However, these platforms are Static and do not move. This is mainly to get to places she could not get to on her own without some sort of tool. Not to mention that she is able to also have these platforms right side up like a wall, able to use this as a shield from time to time. But only dampens a bit of the blow. Depending how much weight is placed on top of the platforms or against them, it could cost more or less magic power.

Duplication - Being able to create duplications is quite the skill, but it has a limit. The amount of duplications Chris is able to summon is 5 the max. These duplications are are perfect to a T and do not radiate aura as Animation does. Depending how much Magic is used, the Duplicate can simply just be a empty shell or it can be almost the real thing, aside from not able to bleed. The more realistic the duplication, the more magic power is required. She is able to summon 5 at once, or one at a time.

Armor Construct - Armor Construst is mainly for defenses, mostly because Christina doesnt possess any kind of armor that could protect her from heavier and stronger spells. The armor can only take so many hits before it finally deconstructs.

Level of Expertise:
Christina has the ability to use mixed martial arts, something was taught to her at a young age and is now able to use it efficently. She also has a fair grasp on her magic and is able to use it far better than she had years ago. But she still has yet to completely master and unlock future skills of her magic.

Equipment:

A katana and a Larger Sword that she carries with her.

Miscellaneous:
Christina loves Piano music.
She's also a badass baker and stress Bakes. Though, no one knows this secret as of late.
Chris tries to avoid love at all costs.
She keeps photos of her brother on her person
Her Blindfold is magic-bound

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***SURPRISE!!!***
Yes, I decided to give this a go again
Also hope my stuff isnt OP...
And I hope that you guys dont mind me posting this... >.>

MongHead · Jul 31, 2017

Myra Stein

Gender:
Female

Age:

22

Height:

5'8"

Hair Colour:
White

Eye Colour:
Yellow

Personality:

Myrah is a semi-reserved person. She will keep quiet at times, but is a calm, kind & caring individual. She is someone who will encourage a person and act as the helping hand for others. She will stand up for those who don't have a voice. She is also a very patient person, a tough person to crack. She does have a sense of humor and will say several subtle humorous phrases or puns from time to time. She is selfless and will put others before herself. She is a very disciplined individual both in and out of battle, this discipline, combined with her patience and combat skills makes her a tough foe in battle. Her very patient nature lets her be more tolerant towards the unruly behavior. As much as she enjoys the idea of combat and such. She believes that what counts is an individuals ability to learn from them and to walk a path that will make them a better person not by strength. But by heart. She seeks to better herself through every encounter, and is always open to giving advise to others. She is mature and understands that there is a need in certain situations to not rush into combat or act reckless. She yearns for the day when she can freely converse with her fellow humans, and to live a life like a human being and not be as timid in conversing.

Character Strengths:
- Myra is a very disciplined and strong willed individual.
- Her patience is unbreakable. It comes from her hardened and disciplined personality to never take brash actions against another.
- She is a hardened fighter and survivalist. Training and being raised under a strict code of honor and discipline has helped shape her outlook on dealing with the world at large.
- Her physical strength and endurance

Character Flaws:
- Myra has a very serious issue of not informing others of her plans, often leading to sudden surprises in her actions which could startle others.
- The lack of exposure to humans often times leads her to fight solo as an instinct. Lone-Wolf. It also makes her slightly more timid in front of other humans, making her more reserved and less communicative.
- Myra's desire to fight for justice causes a surge of rage when dealing with any evil dragon or humans wanting to cause harm. This will make her go all out in battle.
- unlike others, she isn't in a rush to fight. Meaning that she will sometimes stand back while others are engaged, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Likes:
- Arzachel her foster parent
- Fights
- Wilderness
- Eating
- Training
- spicy food

Dislikes:
- Evil dragons
- Sour things
- injustice
- manipulation
-over-confidence

Biography:

It happened in an instant. Myra's town was destroyed by the dragons. She had lost everything. For days she walked endlessly, crying, wishing for her family back and to feel safe. 13 days had passed since her life was forever changed, and on that calm breezy summer evening, Myra encountered Arzachel for the first time. The dragon was curious as to why such a young child was wondering the world all alone. Myra explained the events that had unfolded. How she had lost her family to the dragons. And why Arzachel was speaking to her. The mighty White Lightning Dragon was taken aback, but, found the girl's curiosity rather intriguing.

"Tell me child. What is your name?" Myra tilted her head sideways. "My name's Myra Mr. dragon. Do you have a name?" Arzachel chuckled. "Why yes young one. For I am the mighty Arzachel. The White Lightning Dragon."

"Oh...." Myra's eyes widened with curiosity. "White lightning?"

"Yes. The strongest of all lightning." Arzachel replied leveling his head to Myra. "What you need most is protection Myra. I will teach you to become strong."

"But...Dragons were the reason why my family disappeared."

"The world is a big place. Not all dragons are evil. There are good dragons in this world."

"Are you a nice dragon???"

"Well." Arzachel smirked. "I've never seen nor talked to a human until today. But I've always believed that dragons and humans can coexist. it is a belief that I have been fighting for, for a very long time. And it is my duty to protect humans."

It was then and there, where Arzachel adopted Myra as his foster child. Years went by, and the dragon began teaching Myra the art of White Lightning dragon slaying magic. Every day was rigorous. But Arzachel wanted Myra to learn, to grow. And only through hard, disciplined training and teaching would he help his foster child grow up to become a mature adult. In all truthfulness, Myra despised the training for how physically and psychologically demanding it was. But she looked up to Arzachel. A wise, and patient dragon who valued the preservation of life of all things, and compassionate. He was a dragon of honor, and pride. One day, during a heated debate with other dragons which erupted into a tiny scuffle, Myra witnessed Arzachel's calm demeanor and reasoning help defuse the feud from escalating further, even despite him taking a few hits. When Myra asked Arzachel about the incident, and why the dragons were fighting each other, and why Arzachel forgave them for the blows they threw at him, Arzachel's reply was simple.

"My child. To acknowledge one's mistakes and weaknesses is the greatest strength an individual can have. To acknowledge your limits, and fears. It takes great courage to admit them. And those are the true characteristics of a strong individual. Because they understand that they can become stronger. And by knowing what they lack, they can gain through training. Remember. A person who desires to be strong can only get so far. Physical strength is worthless against a strong willed individual. There may be times when you wish to seek justice. Or to punish those who have committed acts of harm. But know that to forgive and understand those actions and stand down takes great strength and discipline. it is the most honorable thing to do. Grow up with this in mind. And you will develop into a well-rounded young lady."

Obviously Myra didn't completely understand her foster father's words and simply brushed them aside. Years passed and the war intensified, with Myra being allowed to fight in certain battles, under the protection of Arzachel.

During one battle, Arzachel had to evacuate Myra from imminent death, which Myra ignored, consumed by her lust to be victorious. When brought to safety, Myra was furious. Angry and resentful. She spewed all of her rage towards her foster father. Arzachel heeded all of her rage before calmly apologizing to her. And giving her the reason for his actions.

"In the years since I've first started raising you. You have learnt a lot. I took you under my wing not because you were weak. But because I admired your resilience. And within these past few years, I've come to love you as my own. And it breaks my soul to realize that you were so concerned about victory that you failed to realize the harm that you were putting yourself into. My child. There is more to life then winning. Losing is an important part of life. It helps you grow, and it shapes your future self. What I desire most is for you to learn and take what I say to heart. Because I am preparing you for the day that you must set out by yourself. You can not live under my protection forever. You must learn to grow and experience life to the fullest on your own. And then one day, become the woman that I saw potential within you many years ago."

Myra's anger had quickly faded and for a time, she became less reserved. Not talking to Arzachel as much as she did prior. His words had finally reached the young teenager, who finally, after so long began to change her outlook on herself. Slowly but surely, She began to mature. Listening intently to all of Arzachel's teachings. And observing him in combat. On her 20th birthday, Arzachel deemed it was time to let Myra experience the world independently. It was difficult for both of them who have grown very close with one another. But they both knew that this day was inevitable. Before Arzachel would take his leave, he offered the girl whom he'd come to love and cherish a few words of encouragement. It broke the dragon's heart watching his foster daughter shed tears. But there was nothing he could do. It was necessary for him to release Myra to the world so that she can become independent. It was a part of life.

"There will be difficult challenges ahead. Believe in yourself that you can jump over the hurdles to come. 16 years ago, you were my greatest joy. Today, you are my greatest sorrow. I will always be with you, in your heart. And in your memory. And I will always watch over you my child, for no ocean to great or small will separate us. And whenever you feel lost, look up to the night sky and find the brightest star. That star will be me watching over you from wherever you may be."

"There will be a day when we shall both meet. Until that day comes, I must forbid farewell my daughter."

With the final parting words, Arzachel stayed until Myra had fallen asleep, before leaving the girl he'd raised behind. By the next morning, when Myra had awoken, Arzachel was long gone, and Myra began her new life on her own.

Mage Rank:
A-Class

Magic:

White Lightning Dragon Slaying Magic uses the charged particles within the air to create powerful attacks that can also electrocute the enemies to a strong degree. Fighting when there is rain,thunder/lightning storm only strengthens the power of attacks and boost Myra's magic capabilities. She is resistant to energy magic. Her weakness lies within the elemental magic that are electric insulators. This includes water to a certain extent.

Roar of the White Lightning Dragon

Like most other dragon slayers, Myra takes in a breath of charged particles in the air before dispersing it in the form of a bright white beam of electrified energy

White Lightning Dragon's Daze

Myra can temporarily stun her opponent with a rush of lightning that ejects from underneath their feat.

White Lightning Dragon's Burst

Myra's hands hover to her side as electrified energy is condensed into a ball of energy, which is released in a powerful stream of lightning

Slash of the White Lightning Dragon

Like the claws of an animal, Myra slashes her opponents with white energy emitting from her fingertips.

White Lightning Dragon's Fist

Myra's hand is engulfed by white electricity which is then used to punch opponents who take damage from the blunt force of impact, and heavily electrocuting the enemy.

White Lightning Dragon's Wing Attack

Myra produces a large stream of large white bolts of electricity from each of her arms, which, when it comes in contact with the enemy, burns them and at the same time sends them flying away behind them due to the blunt force of the lightning arcs which electrocute the enemies.

White Lightning Dragon's Slash

Myra can use either arm to cut the air, which sends an arc of thick white lightning at the opponent. She can adjust it's range and can be used to block attacks.

Scourge of the White Lightning Dragon: Eternal Rapture

Myra is able to create a field of pure white lightning, who's brightness completely negates sight and may also dull or even completely negate the other senses.

Scourge of the White Lightning Dragon: Utter Repulse

It is a magic that engulfs the magic spell used against her and is sent right back at the enemy of origin.

Scourge of the White Lightning Dragon: Storm surge

Myra is able to summon several arcs of powerful lightning strikes from the sky against her opponents, and leave craters on the ground where they struck. They are also capable of obliterating objects if she exerts a ton of magic.

Enlightenment of the White Lightning Dragon: Rolling Thunder

Myra punches the ground with all her might, or, locks her hands together in a tight fist and swings them down onto the target, both smashing them into the ground and creating a destructive circular wave. She expends a lot of magic in the process.

Enlightenment of the White Lightning Dragon: Voltage

This spell gives Myra a boost in her magic powers, strength, and speed. It engulfs her body inside an mask of white electricity

Level of Expertise:
Myra has complete mastery over her dragon slaying magic. She has managed to find a good balance in using her spells for more than just attacking and defending. Her patience has given her such a calm and cool collective mind when entering battle that she can outlast her opponent, conserving her energy, and only attacking when the opportunity to strike blows that count are offered. This makes her economical and proficient fighting strategist, carefully learning her opponent's moves and patterns before formulating an attack plan against them. She is also an expert at creating the ultimate spicy dishes.

Equipment:
Just a medium-sized fanny pack with money, light snacks, and a map.

Miscellaneous

LeSoraAmari · Aug 1, 2017

All I need is the company of a fine woman and some of the most exquisite wines in the continent. Would anyone care to indulge me?

L.Takara

Name
Luca Takara

Gender
Male

Age
21

Appearance

Height
5'7"

Hair Colour
Auburn red

Eye Colour
Grey

Personality
Luca is a very laid back individual, capable of taking just about anything and retorting with a mere shrug in response. There are only three things he cares about in his life. 1) His friends. 2) The wonderful art form that is the female. 3) Good wines and tea's. Generally lacking any care for fighting whatsoever, Luca prefers sitting back in a pub someplace quite, downing a few pints of beer as the seconds tick on by. Easy to get along with, Luca is the epitome of what it means to be a people's person, and finds it very easy getting along with almost anybody, and others find it easy to get along with him as well. Luca is a very kind young man who will always do his best to do good for the betterment of society, and his great intelligence is often dismissed due to his general carefree attitude to about absolutely everything. One of Luca's main traits is his great perseverance in all things; never backing down from a fight, a contest, a bet, a promise. He is known as being very calm and collected, but quite terrifying if somebody happens to dig deep enough into his psyche and flip the switch. Being hard to anger, Luca isn't one to lash out aggressively or even cry for that matter, he simply keeps a grin on his face and walks through life as though it were a walk in the park. Although, deep down he knows it's not that easy.

Despite all of his good and redeeming traits, one of the things Luca is known for is his perverted tendencies. He is always looking where he shouldn't, he just can't help it. That, coupled with his Deciphering Eye Magic, he makes one fine perv. However, he'll never admit to it. And even if he were to be caught out in the act of peeping he'd blatantly deny it as though nothing ever happened at all.

What a guy!

Character Strengths
-Exceptionally skilled swordsman
-Skilled tactician
-Luca has attained mastery over his Territory Magic, and an adapt skill with his enchantment.
-He has a very large pool of stamina/endurance, and is quick to always get back up from a beating and continue fighting.
-Luca could drink for England. He can drink and drink and drink and drink.

Character Flaws
-Whilst good with his Enchantment Magic, he is only at an adept level with it. And whilst he can buff an ally with ease, he is unable to buff no more than two at a time and sustain the enchantment successfully. If he using his enchantment on an enemy however, he can't buff an ally at the same time. It's either or, essentially.
-Luca sometimes does not know his own strength.
-When in a fight, he is very quick to decide to stand up and continue on despite any damage he has sustained. He has a failure to recognise when it is time to stop.
-If he sees an ally/friend of his get hurt, he loses all sense of himself and can act upon rage alone.

Likes
-Good fights/spars
-Cake
-Tea
-Looking good
-Pubs
-Meeting new friends
-Drinking contests
-Hot Girls
-Beautiful Girls
-Cute Girls

Dislikes
-Poor tasting wines/beers, and just bad quality alcohol in general
-Poorly tailored clothing
-Tea not made correctly (black with two sugars is the way to go)
-Disrespect
-Unfair treatment
-The Dragon King Festival

Biography
WIP

Equipment
Luca carries a small pouch on his waist that contains smoke/poison bombs. One they impact with the ground/any other hard surface, they explode into a mist. The poison bombs create a hazy mist of a green smoke that poisons a target, and the smoke bomb can be used to create a dense fog to help with combat, or to flee with.

Mage Rank
High A-Rank

Magic

Territory* This Magic is Luca's main source of magic, and it is where his mastery lies. Territory is a Caster Type and a Spatial Magic that involves the manipulation of space. Upon casting, the user can generate a spherical wave like form of spatial matter to form around their hands of which is reminiscent to a tomoe in appearance. This magic allows the user to manipulate the space around any specific object or substance of their desire, allowing for an exceptional level of versatility. Territory can be used to incredible feats, and primarily for offensive/defensive purposes as well as for those of personal favours and desires. One can use this magic to do a great many things, such as to generate a scorching heat in a certain area, to creating large explosions either concentrated to a specific area or not, to teleporting people and objects to locations of their choice, to even allowing the caster to switch places with people in close proximity to himself/each other. However despite all of these facts, Territory's greatest strength lies within it's trapping/damaging capabilities. The wielder of this magic is capable of entombing and trapping people within 'their space', and if the caster desires it, can even use this magic to sap away a trapped persons Magic Power from them, and into the user as a means of replenishing their strength.

Enchantment Enchanting is an art of great refine and prestige. Although not many people are able to use this magic, those that do utilise it have proved to be quite troublesome opponents to their enemies, and even greater necessities to their allies. The process of enchantments amounts to the user forcing their own magic upon a person or an object, be it inanimate, magical, or not, and make said person/object much stronger, or much weaker. This magic enables the user to increase the physical attributes of themselves and their allies, from increasing their strength, defence, and speed. It can also be used to decrease an opponents natural physical strength and speed by a considerable amount, for example.

Deciphering Eye This magic is unique to Luca, and it is his third magic to his arsenal. Merely performance boosting, and cannot be used for combat purposes whatsoever. This magic enables the user an X-Ray like vision, enabling them to see through structures and the like with ease. It can also enable them to see through concealment magics and the like, as well as locating the weak point in a barrier. This magic can also do some pretty wild things, like giving Luca the ability to see through clothing. But that is frowned upon apparently.

Xel · Aug 2, 2017

"I'm not here to save you, I'm here to make you owe me one."

Name:
Alexander Dion

Age:
22

Gender:
Male

Hair Color:
Golden Blonde

Eye Color:
Red

Height:
5'11"

Weight:
183lbs

Appearance:
Alex sports short golden hair with piercing red eyes and an almost ever-present smugness about him. He sports a lean, muscular build along with tribal tattoos running the entirety of his torso. He fancies the more luxurious things in life and is always found wearing high quality apparel even in the most casual of settings. He carries himself with an air of confidence and self-determination, always appearing to be in control of the situation.
Mage Rank:
A

Magic:

Chains of Prometheus: Alex's primary means of both offense and defense is a set of mystical chains. The chains are a physical item he holds in a pocket dimension, much like requip, that he can summon at will. Forged long ago as a means of taming dragons the chains are impossibly strong and durable with seemingly limitless length stored away. When weaved together and layered they provide strong defense with each tip being capped with a small blade to pierce through their target and embed themselves into the ground. The while the chains are without equal, their wielder is not. They were a one-off creation due to their creator's inability to resolve a single fatal flaw. That flaw being their severe mana drain. To facilitate their immense power the chains require a constant supply of large quantities of magic. Without this supply they would simply fall limply to the ground and be sent back to their dimension. The amount of magic required depends on the length of chain brought into the world as well as what the chains are struggling against. The stronger the resistance the more power they need to maintain their hold and the faster their user is drained. Impractical against a dragon, but enough for a skilled user to dispatch their foes before running out of magic.

Runes of Reinforcement: The markings etched across Alex's form are a series of runic markings from his village. When magic is poured into them they glow a vibrant crimson and empower his physical attributes. While not offering any one thing they simply give him an overall boost to strength, agility, durability, and various physical capabilities of the human body. While not exceptionally potent these runes give him a slight boost in combat.

Self Transformation: A tertiary and semi-unique magic, Alex has the ability to transform his body into different versions of himself. He can alter himself to appear as a child, or an elderly man, or even swap his gender as he sees fit. The transforms are limited to being variations of his own appearance and only within the norms of human physiology.

Expertise:
Alex is quite proficient with the usage of his chains. He is capable of summoning them from a variety of locations to entrap or attack his opponents. Due to relying mostly on those chains he is only passable when it comes to actual direct combat. When his chains fail him he can quickly be overwhelmed by a skilled opponent.

Equipment:
An ornate black and red sword with golden handle that he picked up off a Dragon Slayer he killed in the past. Not one for melee combat he rarely uses it and views it more as a trophy.
Personality:
Alex's confidence teeters on the edge of being outright narcissism. He knows his strong points and isn't afraid to show them off. There are many things in the world that he enjoys and he ranks his enjoyment extremely high on his list of priorities. While he will put himself in situations he dislikes for the sake of his friends he will do his best to avoid anything that goes against his desires. While others might enjoy going out and fighting he is the type to prefer staying at the pub with a woman on each arm. His selfishness and narcissism makes him initially come off as a bit of a prick, which he can be. But he also cares for others and will never knowingly overlook something he views as wrong. He has a strong sense of honor in regards to who someone fights. He finds it immensely distasteful to pick on those weaker than you and will openly confront those that do such things. This bout of honor has routinely brought him annoyance as he dislikes being viewed as any sort of hero. Alex is also known for his love of taking friendly jabs, often abusing his magic much to the chagrin of his friends.

History:
WIP

Likes:
-Pretty Women
-Alcohol of any sort
-A good fight
-Relaxing with his friends

Dislikes:
-Tea
-Picking on the weak
-Being viewed as a "good guy"
-Dragons ruining things

Stengths:
-Alex is confident and determined, willing to see things through to the end no matter what
-Alex is the epitome of loyalty. No matter what happens he will never turn his back on his comrades
-Alex's magic affords him a degree of flexibility in non-combat situations

Flaws:
-His confidence can sometimes cross the line making him arrogant and stubborn.
-Flattery can go a long way with Alex, especially when coming from a pretty woman.
-Alex is fairly mediocre in direct combat, only able to barely hold his own against a skilled opponent.

lonecoyote · Aug 2, 2017

The Singing Mage

Lyric Nievara
"Hello, lovely. What do you need?"

Basics: name: Lyric Anessia Nievara
age: 25
gender: female
height: 5'8"
hair colour: light blue
eye colour: gray
Miscellaneous: enjoys:
-Music
-Quiet Walks
-Bright Colors
-People and Animals
-Helping when she can

dislikes
-Mistreatment of others
-Those who cause harm for no reason
-Loud Mouths
-Being treated like she is below someone
-Uncontrollable power
Magic Abilities: Mage Rank:
Honestly, Lyric doesn't keep up with what "rank" she is. She just goes with whatever rank her higher ups tell her to be. (She's honestly an A rank working her way to S rank)

Magic: Sound Magic
-Lyric can use the sound waves around her to propel herself forward and levitate.
-Lyric is able to mute as well as imitate a person's voice. She can also control the pitch/volume of her own voice.
-Lyric is able to amplify sounds and use sound waves as a shield.
-Siren Song allows Lyric to bring those around her closer to her or make others do her bidding.
-Sonic Boom allows Lyric to send immense sound waves at her target and cause hearing pain.
-Scatter Shot allows Lyric to release sound blasts that scatter across a battle field.
-Harp Blasts happen when Lyric strums on her harp and blasts of sound waves shoot at her target.

Gravity Magic
-Star Destruction happens when Lyric focuses a great amount of her magic energy into bringing falling stars from the sky and hitting her opponent with said stars. This attack is one of her greatest attacks and takes the most toll on its user and can only be used a certain number of times.
-Gravity Shift happens when Lyric decides to make gravity heavier/lighter on her target.

Now, I'm aware that she may seem very OP, but she is defeat-able and I will not over power her and say, "His/her attack missed because she changed their center of gravity and she threw a rock at them and deafened them to the point their ears bled."

Equipment: A golden harp she was given when she was a small child.
background: bio: Lyric's life wasn't the easiest by any means necessary, but it also wasn't the hardest. Believe it or not, Lyric used to be deaf. She wasn't born deaf, but she became deaf at a young age. This made it hard for her to communicate with others and other children picked on her. At first her parents didn't think that Lyric could perform any kind of magic and plus her being deaf, they wondered why she was born. So, they abandoned her. Lyric was found in the middle of a forrest crying after a large rainfall by a fisherman and his son. The pair took Lyric home and the family decided to raise her. Since magic was an up and coming phenomenon, they wanted lyric to learn magic as a way to protect herself even with disability.

It was hard for lyric to learn magic, but when she did it was sound manipulation. Sound manipulation was a fairly new magic and only a handful of people knew the magic. The only reason Lyric was picked to learn the magic to see if they could reverse her hearing loss. After many years of trying, they finally did it and Lyric regained her hearing. It was a miracle and Lyric wanted to know everything about sound manipulation magic that she could.

Over the years, Lyric somewhat mastered sound manipulation magic and picked up gravity manipulation magic along the way.
Personality: personality: Lyric is a very kind and opening woman. Her voice is smooth and soothing, usually able to calm others. Lyric is a very open young woman and happily listens to what others have to say. It's easy to see that Lyric is a beauty and with such beauty, most underestimate her. They don't think that lyric can defend herself, much let alone use magic on the offense. Lyric looks clumsy and like she had her head in the clouds, but she's most likely thinking of a new song to play on her harp.

Lyric loves to be around others and can sometimes find herself surrounded by those she just met. The company of others is something Lyric loves and though many don't know, she has promises to protect those who cannot protect themselves. That's why she likes to keep her magic abilities hush hush until she needs to show them. The element of surprise is something Lyric also loves.

One of her character strengths is the fact that she can use her words just as well as she uses her magic. Another is the fact that Lyric will fight with everything that she has until she cannot move anymore. She is always a helping hand to those in need.

Character flaws can be how naive she can be. Sometimes she cannot see the evil that is before her until it is too late. She also has a soft spot for children and will not believe that a child has evil in its heart.

Mitchs98 · Aug 5, 2017

- Personal Information
- Combat Information
- It was all me! Ciel just stood there and watched. Hmph.
  Lu
  
  Name: Luciela 'Lu' Serona
  Age: 18
  Height: 4'7
  Weight: 78 lbs
  Race: Human
  Gender: Female
  Hair Color: White
  Eye Color: Blue
  
  Personality: Lu is a rather prideful person. Though in her case Lu is exceptionally so, viewing herself as one of the strongest human in existence. While it is true she is stronger than a lot, she isn't by far as strong as she makes herself out to be. If you try to call her out on it however she'll throw a tantrum like a child and attempt to prove it, followed by pouting afterwards, and usually losing. As far as she's concerned anything of significance that's done, either by an ally or Ciel himself, she was the one to do it or the person who contributed the most to the success at hand.
  
  She is also very childish, both in nature and in her actions, being shut off from the world most of her life. Now however she was able to experience and see everything for herself. Slowly she's growing a soft spot for the humans beyond her normal nice act to gain their trust, whether or not she fully realizes it.
  
  Biography: Luciela had a decently normal child-hood all things considered. Her parents lived alone, away from civilization and thus away from the dragons that would wish to slaughter humanity after their old home and town was destroyed. After all. One insignificant home of humans, despite most knowing magic, was of no concern to the giant and mighty beasts. They kept to themselves, hunting, farming, and scavenging whatever they needed to survive. Often the elder members, her father and brother, would leave to scavenge nearby wrecks of towns for supplies they could find or go out to hunt. Her and her mother tended to the farm and her grandmother. Her grandmother could fend for herself well enough, but she was old and well into her long life so she did need help on occasion.
  
  Needless to say things were very peaceful and actually quite nice for the girl, being fourteen at the time. It was scary to think that perhaps the dragons did care about annihilating every last one of her kind...but at the same time what could they care about one family? The dragons wouldn't be what would take her family from her...not directly. One day her father and brother simply didn't return from their travels. The cause? They had been mauled in the dead of night by a pack of hungry wolves, not a single scrap of them remaining to be found other than a few pieces of bloody clothing. Of course Lu would never find that, simply believing they went missing or got lost.
  
  As for her mother and grandmother they were the unluckiest, the ones who suffered the most before their death. It was winter and without the help of the two men in the family life was much harder on the three of them, they were depending on them to hunt during winter and keep wood stocked. Lu was able to help with this, but not much, not really. Not enough to count. It wouldn't matter regardless, both females had been stricken with pneumonia and they had no way to cure it. No healers were nearby, they had no medicine...all that was left was for her mother and grandmother to suffer until they eventually died and for Luciela to watch.
  
  She tried everything she could but ultimately in the end it was in vain. They would pass before winter was over, leaving the girl all alone. While, essentially it was easier to sustain one person it was also harder due to it being one person in the dead of winter. Nonetheless life moved on for her, she buried her family and stayed in her home. It was the only home she'd ever been safe in and despite the sad memories the only place she felt she wished to stay. She did her best to provide for herself, being able to keep herself warm and at-least partly fed.
  
  About two months after the passing winter was finally coming to close, and upon rummaging around the old home she'd find the families Grimoire. An old dusty thing, but still of note and value nonetheless. Luciela didn't directly posses magic herself, though she could still make out the Grimoire. A certain page is what intrigued her, one speaking of forming a pact with a demon; an otherworldly and strong being. Loyal to her with this spell, a guardian...a friend. The ritual itself involved using her own blood both to draw a runic symbol and to bond the demon to her, but...what did she have to lose? She was alone in the world now, no one else to call friend nor family.
  
  Without hesitation she went forward with the spell. It was painful and hard, the act of summoning even more-so. She didn't stay conscious much after it, the details somewhat fuzzy...but she did see a man with white hair standing above her. She'd wake up the following day in her bed, a terrible headache but her wounds bandaged up. The second thing she'd notice..is she now had a spade tipped tail. Of course she freaked out a little at this, but Ciel soon appeared carrying a tray with a nice warm bowl of stew on it.
  
  She recognized him from the being she saw before passing out, so she sat there and calmly let him explain everything. He was now bound to her, and in turn the bond altered her. She had magic now, though he himself wasn't sure what it was. Her physical appearance and traits had also been altered, hence the tail and the likely newfound strength she felt within her. Above all what mattered to her was she had someone to speak to, talk to, and help her.
  
  The two would continue their peaceful life in her old home for quite some time, over the years Ciel teaching her about the outside world, things he knew, and helping her with her magic. She learned much, though still...it only made her want to learn more. It went against everything she had been taught and warned about, but she wished to leave her home. And so the girl set out with him at the age of 17 to roam and explore the land. She learned much, encountered many villages, though never stayed in any one place for longer than it took to get money to be on her way. She stayed out of the fighting as best as she could, she cared only for herself and Ciel. Nothing else mattered so long as they could live in relative peace.
  
  Likes:
  
  -Deserts, primarily tart
  -Coffee
  -Anything sweet
  -Sunlight
  
  Dislikes:
  
  -Rain
  -Overly sour food
  -Spicy food
  -Most people in general
  -Dragons, no duh.
  
  Character Strengths:
  -She's a decent leader, and when she can be bothered, actually comes up with nice plans.
  -She's actually quite loyal to anyone she considers a friend.
  
  Character Flaws:
  -Luciela is not the most focused person, rather easily distracted. She is also quite childish.
  -She is prone to having tantrums if things are too hard or tend to not be going her way.
  -She is entirely reckless due to her pride, often leading to getting herself or those around her injured.
  -Incredibly lazy, thus is not really that dedicated to fighting most of the time.
- I'm stronger than I look okay!
  Lu
  
  Mage Rank: A
  
  Magic Abilities:
  
  Demon Pact Magic
  
  Luciela calls upon Demon Magic for her source of her abilities. Demon Magic actually compromises all abilities Demons have, though what each Demon can do is usually unique in some form if they even possess any magic. Under normal circumstances humans do not possess this magic, though through the blood pact formed with Ciel some powers have manifested within her. In her case, she utilizes a set of claws, which when summoned, take up the span of her arms and hands making them much larger than they actually are. These claws are incredibly deadly and able to slice through thin metals with ease. They are also able to eventually puncture stronger materials.
  
  She is able to heighten her speed for brief intervals and far between, allowing her to execute a flurry of quick and precise attacks.
  
  Outside of the claws themselves she is able to fire a slow moving burst of dark energy from the palm of the claw, which just so happens to be an eye, that upon contact with anything solid causes a decently powerful explosion. She is also able to summon a ghastly claw from the ground which will latch onto her enemies and hold them in place briefly to allow her to escape or bombard the enemy with attacks until the enchantment wears off or is broken by the opponent.
  
  Aside from her magical abilities with her claw, she is able to telepathically communicate with Ciel as well as swap places when need be in combat. Allowing them to attempt to make up for each others weaknesses whenever possible.
  
  Both Lu and Ciel are able to appear outside of swapping forms, though this is for non combat purposes as actual fighting uses too much energy to keep both forms stable.
  
  Level of Expertise:
  
  Luciela is moderately skilled in her magic. She can summon her claws and such well enough, as well as swap places with Ciel. She isn't however that adept at firing her explosive orbs from her claw, and she often doesn't concentrate enough for her grasp to have much use. What she lacks for in control she makes up for in power, though whether or not this is a good thing is up for debate as it can be quite uncontrollable.
  
  Gear: Luciela carries nothing but a satchel of candy on her person. Outside of that she typically wears a concealing cloak over her body to hide her tail from others' view.
  
  Skills: Luciela is an exceptional liar, a silver tongue which is a good thing to have both as a normal Arnosian and as a Devan. She could lie her way out of just about anything if she tried hard enough...though she usually doesn't try to hard unless it's a pressing issue.
  
  Luciela is also incredibly adept in fighting and minorly in acrobatics, allowing her to move and fight swiftly.
  
  Strengths:
  -Luciela's strengths lie in short to mid range combat.
  -Roughly 2.5x stronger and faster than the average human.
  -Her claws can double as shields due to the size difference in them and her small frame.
  
  Weaknesses:
  -Stick her in a long range fight and she's utterly useless. She has to be able to be decently close to her target to be of any use at all.
  -She's somewhat clumsy. While she has decent skill in wielding her claws they CAN be a bit unwieldy and thus cause her to lose her balance and such.
  -Her small frame is by far one of her biggest weaknesses. While she usually uses it to her advantage she's fairly lightweight and thus really easy to bat away.
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- Combat Information
- Hey get outta my way!
  Ciel
  
  Name: Ciel Gabron
  Age: Looks 22
  Height: 6'2
  Weight: 165 lbs
  Race: Pact Demon
  Gender: Male
  
  Personality: Ciel is somewhat similar to Lu in personality in regards for his boisterous attitude. Though the difference therein lies he's simply a braggart and a con artist, he doesn't exactly believe himself to be above anyone rather he spins tales to distract anyone he's talking to in an effort to confuse them. Simply put it's best not to believe his tall tales, even if some of them are possibly true. The vast majority are not.
  
  Ciel also possess an adventurous, carefree, and headstrong attitude for the most part, unless of course it involves putting Lu in any kind of danger. Often he rushes in blind having no regards for himself if it gets the job done quicker or ensures his allies' or Lu's safety. Simply put, Ciel is entirely loyal to Lu. He will die for her if need be, doing anything and everything she asks of him for the most part. Though, he also tries to ensure she stays healthy otherwise.
  
  Biography: Ciel is a demon whose lived for quite a long time in the demon realm. His true age is well into the hundreds by mortal standards, though quite obviously it doesn't show. He himself has served countless masters over the years of his existence, ever since humans started the idea and gained the knowledge to bind demons to themselves. He's seen countless things in his lifetimes, much lost to the tides of time, much more tales only he knows. His experience with the world being quite vast his thirst for knowledge was never really quenched. Whenever he could get time away from his aide he would be off exploring, documenting his finds to memory, and generally surveying the differences between his own realm and that of the mortals.
  
  He found humans quite entertaining creatures, as well as the dragons and their little war. His life would continue to be quite dull and much the same for a very long time. Get summoned, usually be used as a battle companion, master dies, rinse and repeat. It was old, boring, and thus he didn't dwell much on making allies or bonding with those he was bound to on a more friendly level. He merely saw them as his duty and conducted it as he saw fit. Admittedly, he did 'accidentally' fail a number of times to get masters he didn't like out of the way...the man being unable to directly harm those he was bound too.
  
  After a very long time however Luciela would summon him, the young girl being quite interesting. Never in his life had he gotten someone so young to summon him, nor for the reasons she told him. Sure, being a protector did fall under one of his duties. But she simply wanted someone to be there with her to talk to as well, company...a friend. Something the man hadn't possessed in a very long time. He was iffy at first yet he stuck alongside her, being the dutiful servant that he was meant to be.
  
  They lived together, trained together, and otherwise sustained each other both through food, a place to stay, and conversation. He finally found someone he actually truly wanted to protect...even if she didn't treat him nicely part of the time. The bond that was there, the bond he knew was there, was the only thing that mattered. Of course contrary to what an outsider might think the bond he has with Lu is purely platonic, the bond of friendship, and perhaps seeing her as a little sister more than anything else.
  
  Once it was time for them to set out in the world he agreed to protect her during her travels through Fiore. He knew it was dangerous, the war at its peak, but nonetheless he couldn't deny her her wishes even if it was dangerous for her. Their life wasn't much different surprisingly. Just the two of them against the world, the way they liked it.
  
  Likes:
  -Lu
  -Sharpening his knives
  -Reading
  -Tea
  
  Dislikes:
  -Seeing Lu hurt
  -Failing in any way possible, he's a perfectionist ironically
  -Black tea
  
  Character Strengths:
  -Ciel is able to fabricate truth. Now, it's not quite a silver tongue, more-so lying about past escapades to make himself look better or gain special favor.
  -Ciel is, without a doubt, the best damned pastry chef he's met(Or so he claims).
  
  Character Flaws:
  
  -A bit foolhardy, believing if he tries hard enough he can probably do just about anything. Has a hard time retreating.
  -Can come off as a showy jackass should he be in the mood. Read: Most of the time.
  -Not that tactically inclined, nor does he listen to strategy well. Prefers doing his own thing above all.
- I will protect Lu as long as I live.
  Ciel
  
  Mage Rank:
  A
  
  Magic:
  Demon Magic
  
  Ciels branch of magic revolves around a rifle, dark and ominous in it's appearance it is quite powerful and not to be underestimated. This rifle fires moderate powered blasts at a rapid pace, the rounds capable of being guided slightly mid-flight VIA his magic as can his knives when thrown. He is, primarily, a medium to long range fighter and a decently accurate one at that. He has a few special abilities for this magic, primarily the ability to fire charged shots that take increasingly more time and more magic to fire. He hasn't really explored most of his abilities beyond that so any of them he uses are experimental and can easily backfire or simply do nothing at all. The rifle in question can be summoned and dismissed at will, it is possible as well to destroy it and disarm him for some time, though it can be reformed eventually.
  
  Like Lu, he is able to telepathically commune with her and swap places in combat if need be. One is still only ever able to fight at once, though both can be present at the same time outside of fighting.
  
  Pocket Dimension
  A somewhat unique ability Ciel is able to store a variety of items in a pocket dimension for his or Lu's own use. Though they serve no real use in combat, he is able to pull things such as a table and chairs, a small throne, as well as various food items forth from the portal. Essentially it's a variation of requip that's been purposed for his own uses.
  
  Gear/Equipment: Ciel carries an assortment of around sixteen knives on his body, each of them razor sharp and able to pierce wood. Primary hiding spots are in his jacket, one in each sleeve, and one in each boot.
  
  Level of Expertise:
  
  Ciel is masterful in his aim, capable of hitting targets from great distances under the right circumstances. His lack of skill lies within the fact he simply doesn't know how to properly use the majority of his magic. His power is around that of an A-Class, for his main abilities this holds true. Though for other things he's capable of doing with his rifle he's more on par with that of a B or even a C. He has injured himself practicing his magic before, and it'll certainly happen again. Though he has the power and speed to match others his discipline and control leaves much to be desired.
  
  Skills:
  
  Ciel is an exceptional marksmen. It's not that often that his misses his target, however he can and does miss somewhat frequently. In close-quarters-combat Ciel excels with use of a knife as well as using his rather sturdy and heavy gun as a bludgeoning tool.
  
  Beyond combat skills, Ciel makes for quite the excellent and loyal companion; essentially a butler. Though, he'll never actually admit that's his role. Yes, he knows how to sew.
  
  Strengths:
  --Ciel has enhanced agility and senses due to the pact, making him able to see clearer for 1.5x the distance an average human can.
  -Exceptional at ranged fighting even without magic, give the man a gun or a weapon capable of being thrown and he's good to go. Might not be as far or as accurate as his rifle, but it'll do.
  -His lack of expertise can, sometimes, make really helpful distraction explosions.
  
  Weaknesses:
  -As mentioned, his magic is basic. While it is, technically, a lot more versatile. He has no full grasp of knowledge on most of it.
  -Should he try to utilize said magic, he often ends up injuring himself or others unintentionally in the process. Whoops.
  -Not able to sustain stronger blasts for long periods of time without exhausting his magic pool entirely.

Kyuubey · Aug 7, 2017

Making women wet? Not really my thing. But I love leaving a man dripping.

Damien Locke

Name;
Damien Locke

Age;
24

Gender;
Male

Race;
Fabulous

Height;
6'1" > Every inch of me is scrumptious

Hair Colour;
Black

Eye Colour;
Varies
Personality;

Damien appreciates the zealous things in life and loves living in the 'dive straight into the deep end' mentality. He is devious and will say whatever words are sitting upon his tongue, whether it be an insult due to a distaste, or a flirtatious comment when it comes to something that catches his eye. If he doesn't like you, it will show, but if you're masculine, tall, and handsome chances are you will always get his sweeter side. Playful, jesting, thrill seeking, overly dramatized, ambitious; so many things describe Damien and he will grip any experience by the horns and go for the ride of a lifetime. Few people get to see his more sensitive side, and even fewer are someone that he would honestly fight to the death for.
Character Strengths;
- Extremely observant and critically precise
- Putting a damper on situations
- Can easily go with the flow of battle
- Slippery when wet
- Can breathe underwater
Character Weakness;
- Has a fear of being alone
- Lightning based magic
- Fish scare him to no end which is highly ironic
- Usually pretty sleepy or sluggish when deprived of water for too long
Likes;
- Guys
- Shirtless Guys
- Blushing Guys
- Guys in Suits
- Freshly Showered Guys
- Suave Guys
- Drinking
Dislikes;
- Women Sexually
- Sleeping Alone
- Flowery Smells
- People touching his goggles
Biography;

Damien Locke, the master of tides, the bringer of typhoons, the tsunami prodigy, the super soaker of clothes and the water gun champion. Ever since Damien was little he had a calling to be near the water, and the water had a calling to be near him. Fearful of him drowning or being harmed, the boy's parents tried to keep him away from it. Whenever their head was turned though, Damien would conjure some up out of nowhere. It began clear to them that water would never play a role in their son's death so they stopped limiting him being around it. And so he grew up, loving and controlling the water but he wanted to see more. The ocean, large lakes, waterfalls, you name it. So with a not so heavy heart, due to the excitement of adventure before him, he ventured out into the world after a long embraced hug to both his mum and pop. Damien became well traversed and met many people along his travels, some of which were unforgettable and he knew would be perpetual buddies. Nothing tragic or off the beaten path for this guy; not yet
Mage Rank;
A Rank

Magic;

Water Make and Water Magic; Damien has full control over water. He can create it, he can wield it, and he can command it to do his bidding. Anything water, which is found in quite a lot of things so this makes him a very versatile opponent. Also has the ability Water body, which is identical to Juvia's. Uses sonar to get a layout of things when in battle, or simply to know the whereabouts of certain people.

Pleasure magic; for those who have engaged in the act of dirtiness, ( the term is very loose, if you've even had a sexual thought it will target you )they cannot avoid this magic; they will be forced to feel pleasure so great that it cripples them. Depending on their reaction to it and state of their health, it could also kill them.

Requip; The Gunner: An arsenal of various size water guns. Can use his water magic to make bullets that hit as if being pierced by a bullet. Depending on which gun, the impact could be smaller or much more explosive. ( Has a bazooka type one for example )

Equipment;
A pair of goggles that do absolutely nothing. They are completely for cosmetic purposes.

Britt-21 · Aug 8, 2017

Name

Kazuo Takara

Gender
Male

Age
23

Appearance

Height
6'0

Hair Colour
Dark Blue-Black

Eye Colour
Gold/Yellow

Personality
Unlike Luca, Kazuo is quite the opposite in many ways. For one, Kazuo is not one to constantly set his eyes on a woman and want to get a good look at what her body had to offer. In fact, he treats women with the upmost respect, no matter how they treat him-He will defend himself if needed- and how they act towards him. If his eyes were set on a woman, he'd take things slow, try to make her feel comfortable and welcome to hang out with him anytime. Another trait that makes the Takara brothers is that Kazuo is calm but not laid back. Anything can happen at anytime and Kazuo plans to be prepared for the worst, keeping his eyes and ears out while maintaining a calm composure and posture. Occasionally while he's out in the streets you'll see him looking around as if something or someone were to pop out from anywhere at any moment. He's quite observant. Kazuo is also someone who almost anyone could get along with, male, female, or any other race that is on Earthland due to his calm and respectful nature. Aside from all that, he does know how to relax and have a drink from time to time, sometimes getting a little daring and doing drinking contests which result in a bad hangover in the morning! He's also couragous and quite adventurous.

When it comes to fighting, Kazuo is quite the character, keeping his eyes on his opponent. Watching every little move they make. As this goes on, he knows his limits in battle and wont push if he's too wounded to go on or too overwhelmed. But if he's protecting something or someone with his life, he will continue to push, buying that person or thing some time. To his very last breath.

Character Strengths
+Having Friends to support him
+He has quite the skill in Swordsmanship
+High in skill with his Materalization Magic
+Kazuo has high tolerance for alcohol
+He can cook

Character Flaws
-Still gets hammered with his high tolerance for alcohol
-The death of his family being used as leverage to get to him and cloud his mind with anger
-Wants to protect everyone even though he is only one man
-Is prone to run into something blind (Without info)

Likes
+Sparring
+A day to relax from time to time
+The Sun
+Protecting those he loves
+Affection(This is a secret like)
+Good food
+Some baked goods

Dislikes
-Dragons
-Having to kill
-His wounded eye
-Childish comments
-Coffee

Biography
WIP

Mage Rank
A

Magic
Materalization Magic - Magic that is able to make the user dematerialize for a short period of time. This magic is his main source of combat and usually aids him fairly well to avoid attacks.

Self Distortion - This allows Kazuo to distort himself for a short amount of time, causing his body to become similar to a computer distortion to phase through items thrown toward him or is used to efficently avoid hits thrown at him. If an object is thrown at him, it varies how much magic power it takes to distort through an object. Fist? Little magic power. A body? Enough to phase his own body through the body thrown. Any Large object requires larger magical energy, such as a large piece of rubble, a meteor, a dragon, etc. Anything smaller doesnt require much unless used exsessively in battle. There is a delay to this casting, if an object is thrown and he distorts through it while another object is being hurled at him, he cannot use Distortion again to avoid the second object and will be hit.

Materialport - Materialport is an ability in which allows Kazuo to teleport from one place to another. The max range of his teleport is one mile. Not too large but not too small either. He can teleport through walls that arent too thick and cannot teleport underground(Cant teleport into a basement or something). How he teleports is the spot he is in, he'll seem to demateralize. Then materalize in the place he wishes to go. He is vulnerable when he appears in the requested location

Demateralization - This ability is able to be aimed at anyone or anything. Causing a person or object to be phased through for a couple of seconds before solidifying again. This means if something is stuck, using this ability can help it get out, possibly... Same as with a person.

NOTE: Demateralizing does NOT make the person static and thus can move if they please.

Blade Enhancement - This does not pertain to Materalization magic and is only able to buff up the strength and damage of Kazuo's blade. Preventing it from breaking as easily and makes the blade last longer.

Level of Expertise
He mastered his Blade Enhancement but has yet to master his other skills. He knows hand to hand combat as well as swordsmanship.

Strengths
+Hand to hand
+Sword battles
+Able to fight ranged enemies due to his teleport

Weaknesses
-Gravity Magic
-Anti-magic
-Sometimes Ranged enemies depending on the magic they possess

Equipment
A Sword, a bag he keeps with him for travel which holds extra clothes, first aid, and some snacks to keep him going while traveling to different places. This bag is not on his person if he finds an inn. Keeps Jewel in a pouch on the side of his belt.

Miscellaneous
Is the brother to Luca Takara

LeSoraAmari

Solemn Jester · Aug 9, 2017

"Every story has a beginning, middle, and end. Unfortunately for me I've had the pleasure of watching many stories play out. If only my story would finally end."

~ Roland Sorentin

Name:

Roland Sorentin

Gender:

Male

Age:

Old, appears about 40-50 (with good skin cream) actual age about 300 years old

Appearance:

1
2
3

Height:

6’0

Hair Colour:

White

Eye Colour:

Green

Personality:

You could say he's ungrateful for his gift; being immortal and all you might expect him to be a bit happier with himself. Not having to worry about growing old, or at least older than he is as of current. But he sees it as more of a curse, in being forced to live a seemingly endless existence. He constantly seems low on energy, and depressed. He's also very antisocial, preferring to observe others rather than interact with them. He'd even go as far as avoiding those who try to approach him on occasion. His antisocial behavior stems from a desire to play the role of the narrator rather than a character in the story of others. He knows that if he were to develop new relationships he'd most likely end up watching the people he cares for gradually grow older and eventually die, which is something he'd rather not have to repeatedly witness over the span of his life.

When it comes to motivating others, he's more likely to make them want to jump off a bridge than inspire positivity in them. He's intelligent, but not very ambitious, preferring the quiet lonely life. Even with his melancholic outlook, he still manages to appreciate the world for its beauty. In the face of danger, Roland tends to remain calm and collected, thinking about ways to escape rather than panicking, or trying to fight. He's passive rather than aggressive, quite different from most mages who just want to punch everything in sight. He's also rather articulate, and diplomatic in nature, often using words to talk his way out of the many ridiculous situations he manages to find himself in.

He's very open-minded when it comes to others. He sees no reason to judge people, although he can be very blunt, so if he considers you an idiot he'll be sure to let you know. He enjoys various bad habits founded in his earlier life, including smoking and drinking. He possesses few social skills, and when it comes to common sense, his... isn't so common. He reacts to things much differently than most normal people, unembarrassed by things like nudity and otherwise. He doesn't understand personal boundaries, constantly stalking strangers if only to derive inspiration for stories. On some occasions he may even come off as slightly obsessive, or perverted. His writing is his deepest love, but being around as long as he has, it's quite difficult to find new things to write about. At this point, he's quite willing to author just about anything, including steamier topics. All around, he's a rather unorthodox guy, but not necessarily a bad one.

While spiteful towards possessing eternal life, and craving a peaceful passing much like his mentor’s, an intrinsic lack of self-accomplishment suppresses the urge to commit suicide or to seek a premature death. Moreover, he still retains some form of regard for the gift of immortality, having initially sought after it himself, and would think it a pitiful endeavour to end his life as a result of his own mistakes. For this reason, while he does not consider himself a hero akin to those he writes about, Roland can be thought to harbor a quiet desire for leaving his own legacy subsequent to his passing, one that is hopefully neither forgettable nor totally inconsequential. That said, Roland is not the most optimistic bloke around, and does not hold great expectations for himself nor for the future, which largely inhibits him from reaching his greater potential.

Character Strengths:

Silver tongued: he can convince most people of something if need be, although it's generally much easier to persuade less intelligent people.

Experienced: being 300 years old, you pick up a thing here and there.

Intelligent: he's no fool, even if he may appear so at times.

Versatile: his magic allows many possibilities as to how it may be implemented. He's also been around long enough to have figured out many of these ways.

Unobtainable brilliance: Okay, so this title may be false advertising. Basically he's stealthy, quick, and hard to keep ahold of. He doesn’t actually possess some higher form of intelligence that's impossible for anyone else to obtain. It's just a cool name describing him being hard to catch.

Character Flaws:

Untrained in combat: He's got little to no fighting experience in his 300 years of life. He probably couldn't throw a punch to save his life.

Not good with Teamwork: He's not very good working with others. Usually he ends up getting in the way, or messing up in something or another.

Lack of motivation: He isn't really the jump-straight-into-battle kind of guy. If he can't talk you out of a fight, he's more likely to flee.

Durability: Well, the guy’s kind of like the paper he writes on, so he isn't the most durable. A few good strikes and he's out like a light. That's not to say he's easy to hit, however.

Likes:

Art

Silence

A good story

Sake

Cigarettes

Naps

Writing/drawing

Dislikes:

Drama (unless for a story)

Getting woken up from a nap

Living… forever

Fighting

Critics (a few hundred years and they still never let you live down a bad book)

Being forced to do something

Biography:

"They say a person is defined by their actions. That what makes a hero isn't where they came from, or how tragic their origins may be, but what they decide to do with that tragedy. Whether they pledge themselves to others, and accomplish great things, or let that tragedy consume them, and perform terrible acts. Very few people in the world actually accomplish the goal of becoming a hero. Even fewer do something worthwhile with that title. But in a world with Dragons, mages, and magic of all sorts, you'd think maybe, just maybe you'd have a chance at greatness. Well if you were me, you'd be wrong."

My name's Roland Sorentin, and I wasn't born for greatness. No… instead I was born to carve the great feats of others in stone. Yes, my dear reader, I am… an author. I know, I know. Not the most glamorous of careers, but it is a living all the same. I started out as an orphan. Well, not started out. More like one day I looked around and I happened to be alone. I didn't really have anyone I could depend on. I had to face the harsh world, figure it out with my own instinctual smarts. Of course I was young, probably about four years old. I wouldn't have lasted very long on my own. Surely I needed someone to guide me through youth into adulthood. Someone respectable, honest, smart, hardworking... and that's when I met him. The man who would be my mentor. He was the first face I remember clearly. A tall, charming, and debonair man. He wore an outfit that made him stand out from the crowd. He walked with such confidence, and pride. On first impression, I almost thought he was a royal from some foreign land.

But what really caught my attention wasn't his outfit, nor the way he walked. No, what caught my attention was what he was doing. He was scribbling on a large canvas, and seemed intensely focused upon it. As I watched him work with such pride and vigor, I couldn't help but admire this stranger. Who could work so hard, only to be insulted by their customer directly afterwards? From what I remember, his customers had been a woodsmen and his wife. The woodsmen didn't seem too happy about how the artist had portrayed his wife. Maybe he drew her in a unflattering manner, or drew her in a compromising position. I'm not certain, but I do remember the woodsmen taking a swing at the artist. What happened next has stayed etched into my mind ever since. The artist didn't swing back, nor did he run away. He avoided the strike, and began talking to the man. Of course this man wasn't exactly the type you expect to listen when enraged. But somehow he had managed to calm the raging axeman. He shook the man's hand, gave him the picture at no cost, and they were on their way. Of course as soon as they were out of sight, the artist pulled out a coin purse he had snatched off the axeman without notice. I hadn't even seen him reach for it, and yet there it was, clear as day.

Now I was young, and highly impressionable. Having no one, or nowhere to call my own, I soon approached him, tugging at his long dazzling sleeves. He looked down at me and smiled, “Hello there, little man. What can I help you with today? Would you like a painting? Or perhaps you would like one of my other fashionable, and stylish pieces of art?” He asked me with a cheerful smile, before showing me a bag full of items that some might have considered...odd. He didn't seem all that bright for someone who had so cleverly tricked a person just a moment ago. If my clothing wasn't indication enough that I had no money to spend, surely the fact that I was just old enough to speak should have been? But perhaps he was only kidding with me, messing around with a young riff raff of the streets. Even though I couldn't afford any of his wares I found myself oddly transfixed with one particular item. It was a notebook and pen, simply enough. The pen was rather fancy, but the notebook seemed old and worn. I pointed to the items, and the man looked at them, at first with glee, happy that I had found something I liked. But once he noticed what they were, his expression soured. He looked down at me with an almost patronizingly smug smile.

“Listen kid, you don't want that! It's just trash, can you even write?” I simply stared him down, refusing to be dissuaded, and we both stood there for a long moment. Silence was all that passed between us, until the man suddenly grinned at me, broadly, as though I had just told him a hilarious joke. Of course I was confused, but he seemed happy so I took it to be a good sign.

“Alright,” he began. “I'll give them to you… that is if you can afford them, of course.”

My eyes widened in panic. I couldn't really argue with his logic. He offered to sell me the items, not give them to me. Even being as young as I was I had already learned the hard way that nothing in life was devoted freely. At first he gave me a false look of pity, as if he were actually sorry that I couldn't afford the items. Then he grinned evilly at me, showing he wasn't all that sorry at all.

“Oh well kiddo, since you can't pay, you can't have ‘em. Better luck next time, come back when you have the money... if you can manage to find me, that is.” He quipped as he lifted his bag and canvas, and proudly trotted away in his flamboyant outfit. Something about those items had called out to me, however, and I imagine it really bugged me in letting that guy get the better of me. So for a long while I followed him, watching from a distance and staring him down from afar. Always there, observing him closely, shadowing his every step. He lived quite the life, favored by the ladies, although not so much their husbands and lovers. His art was great, but not many people had appreciation for it, so he didn't make very much money selling his work. Most of his money came from his swindling others, in either tricking them or stealing when they had their backs turned. This had given me an idea; I figured if he could do it, why couldn't I? Of course I was only four, so my line of thought wasn't the best. But one night, while he was sleeping, I had snuck into his room. This wasn't too difficult, I’d only climbed through his window, it was nothing fantastic. Of course his humble abode was a mess. Littered with trash of all sorts: books, clay, glass, art equipment... It truly was suiting for him, as it reminded me of a pig sty, and a pig he was according to all those women who had found him to be chatting with other women. Although at the time I didn't seem to see how those two things were related...

But anyways, getting off topic; I tiptoed through his home. Until I eventually found him passed out upstairs with a bottle of wine clenched in one hand, and a naked woman passed out by his other side. This was the perfect opportunity to take the items before the woman's husband or father would come bursting in like I had witnessed so many times before. So I searched the room, as well as I could being so small at the time. Luckily he kept his most treasured possessions close by at all times. I located his sack of art beneath his head, which wasn't the most fortunate of situations… although it certainly could have been worse. I moved next to him, making sure not to disturb either of them. If the woman woke up to a child reaching inside of the bag of a man she barely knew, chances were that she wouldn't care... that, or she'd start screaming bloody murder. I didn't want to take any chances. So I listened to his breathing, halting my movements whenever he stirred. After a few excruciatingly long moments I managed to obtain what I had come for. Victorious, I made my way back towards the nearest window, which happened to be located on the second floor. So I attempted to climb over it, but once again it's never easy being vertically challenged, or in layman's terms, short. So as I swung my leg over in an attempt at using the momentum to mount the frame, it didn't occur to me that a fall from so high up could potentially end my (as of then) very short life. So you can imagine how I panicked when my feet had nothing to land upon when I’d made it over to the other side. I panicked, and of course I couldn't help but scream. I held onto the frame of the window with all the effort my little body could muster, that being not very much as I hadn't eaten in quite some time. Just as I was about to give in something happened. I was saved, by none other than the man who I had come to steal from. He pulled me back inside and sat me down on the floor, breathing heavily and wreaking of booze.

“Geez kid, for someone who looks like they've never eaten a decent meal in their life you sure do weigh a lot.” He muttered, removing a small white cylinder out from his pocket. This, along with a matchstick which he then struck, causing a tiny yellow flame to ignite from the tip of it. He placed the cylinder to his lips, lighting the end with his match, and inhaled deeply. I know now that it was a cigarette, but back then the lot of this was new to me. So fresh, and exciting, and oh how I miss those days...

“What's your name kiddo?” He asked me, but I didn't know how to answer. I was in shock that he wasn't yelling at me or hitting me like I had seen done to others who had attempted similar exploits. Including him, those few times his own luck had run out. This man didn't seem mad in the least, if anything he almost seemed to understand. So after a moment’s idleness, I simply shrugged in response. He didn't seem too surprised. “Well, I guess that makes sense. Hmm, how about Roland? I like that name. Always wanted to name my kid that, if I ever had one. Well Roland, you probably don't have any money, or a place to stay, so how about this? I let you hang around with me for a while, and in return you do whatever I tell ya to, okay? Now, you might wonder why I'm doing this... Well it has nothing to do with me being a nice guy, got it? I just need a errand boy, and you look like you're smart enough to handle the job.”

He stated this smiling his devil may care smile, and held out his hand for me to shake. I did not know this man, nor did I completely understand what he was offering me, but I accepted his deal nonetheless. I took his hand and shook it, looking up at him with eyes full of wonder and curiosity. Looking back on that day, I know I may very well have ended up on a completely different path had he not been as good of a man as he was to me.

He told me his name was Yvain, and from that day onwards we traveled together. Life was simple, or at least it was always interesting, and there was never anything we couldn't seem to handle alongside one another. He taught me a lot, of how to read and write, of how to speak properly, and he even trained me in the ways of a thief. He told me stories of his past exploits, many of which I am sure were lies, but I didn't care. He was like a father to me, so I humoured him. Years went on, and once I was old enough I had decided to write a book. At first I wasn't too sure whether or not it would take. After all, this world didn't seem like it was full of nice, open-minded, intelligent types. More likely the angry, close-minded, punch-you-in-the-face-for-messing-with-their-sister kind of people. But I gave it a go, and authored a book full of short stories. Inspired by the ones my mentor Yvain had relayed to me, and of course I offered to give him a cut of the profit if the book managed to succeed.

Within a few months the book was finally published. Not long after it began to grow popular, mainly amongst small children. Still, it brought in a bit of money for us. This gave me the confidence I needed to really start writing. I fought through my pestering writer’s block, dove deep to find my motivation, and finally after years came out with a new book. This one was centered about an item I had read about, although it was more a legend than anything. A book that could alter a person's being, making them immortal. I had read stories on it at a local library whilst searching for topics to write about, and thought it was pretty neat. Of course I’d added in other myths and lore, stories of heroes from various legends, but this was the main topic to my book. Something about it was just so alluring, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by it's concept. A book that could grant immortality? Was such a thing even possible? Of course I had come across both mages and magical creatures before, but this was still too good to be true. I’d even come to practice magic myself, learning script magic just in case it would come in handy, although I’m only moderately decent at it.

Luckily this book of mine turned out far more successful. Whether it was because people knew of my previous success, or they found this book generally more enjoyable, I do not know. Maybe they’d taken the book seriously, and went searching for some of the items in it. All I knew was that I was happy to have made a name in the world. Speaking of which, I ended up adopting my mentor’s last name, Sorentin. I figured I needed one, and he didn't seem to mind. So I borrowed his, and it seemed that we grew closer as a family in doing so.

Of course, by the time I became a full grown man, Yvain had grown old and weary. His skin had become wrinkly, and his bones brittle. He was no longer the ladies’ man he had once been. It saddened me to see him in such a state. So when he was on his deathbed, and no one seemed to be able to help, I offered to do the only thing I could think of. I offered to go find one of the treasures I had read about while researching for my books. But he refused, saying, “I have lived a long and very happy life. Much of this I thank you for, and all I can ask of you now is that you do the same. Live life to its fullest and enjoy every second of it. Because before you know it, you're lying on your deathbed with the faces of those you love staring back at you, in pain. Although that's only if you're lucky enough to have those precious loved ones in your life.”

With those words he made me promise to live as wonderful a life as he did. To enjoy myself, and make sure that when I did pass on I had lived a fulfilled life. Of course I promised, but at the same time death terrified me. I knew I had much I needed to accomplish, so I decided to pursue the one item that would allow me to do so. The book I had read about; it was called the Timeless Tome.

After much research concerning the possible whereabouts of the book, I gathered supplies for a long trip and went on my way. My research started me off upon a small town by the name of Rainford. It took some time to locate the village, about ten years actually, which is amazing considering it was a place I had read about in a book. I'm not sure if it's still there, as it wasn't a very lively place, and had seemed to be at the end of the line. It's location was perfect for bandit and monster attacks. It had been devastated by years of bandit raids and wild monsters that had wandered into town. Luckily by the time I had arrived they had set up traps, and had even built a wall around the town in an attempt to keep it safe from outsiders. I had to get past a sentry who was guarding the gate, and he seemed to be in a sour mood, which probably had something to do with the broken arm he was sporting. I didn't bother asking about it, but once I was allowed in I did enquire about the book. He didn't seem to know much about it, and said it was a myth. Something only stargazers and crazy folk believed in. I guess the giant fire-breathing lizards decimating cities wasn't proof enough that the impossible was now possible. So I asked others, some of which believed in it, but had only heard legends as to what happened to the tome. Some had said it was all just childish stories, but it wasn't until I spoke to the elder of the town that I received a promising lead.

He informed me that when he was a child he had witnessed the book in person. The town had indeed possessed it, back when it was only starting out. They had obtained it from the nomads they had split off from. It had been locked away with the other treasures of the town, until a group of bandits had attacked and stolen it. The elder informed me of where this tribe of bandits were located. Thankfully upon stealing it, the leader had used its power to turn himself immortal, so he hadn't gone anywhere with it. Unfortunately that also meant that he was far more experienced than I was. My only hope was to talk him into giving it to me, or else I would have to steal it. I headed towards the bandits’ location, only to find a lovely sign decorated with decapitated heads warning intruders to enter at their own risk. My gut dropped at the thought of losing my head. So I figured it would be a better idea to try my luck in stealing the book. After disguising myself as a bush, I snuck into the camp. It wasn't so bad for a bandit camp; big spikes impaled the bodies of those who had taken a wrong turn on their way to visit Grandma or something of the sort. Cages were filled with large beasts, as well as what appeared to be captured intruders. There was also a large pit, which from my understanding is where they threw the intruders who wanted a chance to make it out with their lives. Of course the intruders would only then find that in order to survive they would have to fight off a vicious man-eating beast, which unfortunately never ended very well for them.

Upon further inspection, I noticed that besides for a handful of bandits standing around the pit cheering at seeing some poor soul die, the rest of the bandits seemed to be passed out drunk. Apparently there had been a large celebration, probably due to some big score they had pulled off. I scanned the scattering of bodies, but found no sign of the leader the old man had mentioned. So either he was off somewhere else, or the old man really was senile. My heart sank at this thought, for my only hope for greatness was slipping away. If I didn't find the book, I was bound to die a nobody. Forgotten by time, just another forgotten name who had only the slightest glimmer of fame. I still don't know why this thought bothered me so much, but it did. So when I eventually spotted the leader with the book strapped to his side my heart nearly leapt out of my chest. I had to try my best not to jump into the air and scream for joy. His eyes were fierce, and he had a long, wild mane of black hair. He was wrapped in the skin of a chimera, and had a dagger made from what I assumed was the chimera's bones. He was well-built, and seemed as youthful as the elder had described, so obviously I knew I was screwed. With the book on him I had no way to take it without him noticing me, not unless I waited for him to pass out first. But that could have been at any time. He was surrounded by unknown factors. All I knew was that that the book had stopped his aging. Whether he required sleep or food was completely a mystery. This was an undesirable situation, but hell, what else did I have to do? Not like I had much going on considering I’d just spent the last ten years of my life searching for this book. Now it was right before me, so it would be stupid of me to back out now. This was what I had been dreaming of for so long. Finally I could obtain what so many had been seeking, then maybe, just maybe, I could be a hero! Like the heroes I'd written about in some of my stories. I had admired their strength, speed, cunning, their very many skills. I was jealous of them, just as much as I adored them. Why did these men have stories of them written down for all to read, while I was one of those stuck doing all the research, and writing in their stead...

So I did something incredibly dangerous, rash, and stupid. All things immensely out of character for me, if only to just get a chance at being one of those heroes. Now, I was crouching in a bandit camp dressed as a bush, a feat sure to get me carved into the history books. After witnessing some terrible acts of violence and adultery, a few hours had finally passed. I listened to the bandits boast about some of their genocide runs. It was incredible that these bandits had managed to kill anyone when they failed to notice a bush following their leader around. Of course, I probably didn't think my disguise out too well, because I had several bandits make attempts at showering me in what wasn't quite admiration. I would definitely need a shower after this, but at the very least my scent was disguised by now.

Once it got dark, my chance to strike appeared. It seemed the bandit leader did require sleep; he went to his tent with two girls who were probably just trying to not end up as a head on a spike. I waited outside the tent while he uh...tired himself out, which… took way longer that I had first anticipated. Afterwards I waited until he was asleep. Making sure the moon was high in the sky and snoring had filled the camp, I carefully crept into the tent, suddenly reminded of all those years ago when I had first tried to steal the notebook and pen from Yvain. This thought made me reconsider what I was doing, that maybe immortal life wasn't the best idea. Who needed to live forever anyway? Of course as this thought occurred to me I was already reaching over the bandit leader, so it wasn't exactly the best time to back out. I wouldn't want to fall on top of him and wake him up. He probably wouldn't be pleased to be woken by a forty-something year old stranger soaked in urine, and disguised as a bush laying on top of him. Besides, it would be a terrible idea to leave the book with someone like him. What if he decided to make a army of immortal bandits? I couldn't allow something like this! So I continued reaching for the book, which was right under his arm now. Probably put it there so it wouldn't interfere with his fun. I slowly moved until my hand was on top of it. My fingertips pressed against the cover, slowly pulling it from under his arm.

Now I'd love to tell you everything went smoothly. That I grabbed the book, waddled out of there, and everyone lived happily ever after. But that wasn't the case. After I grabbed the book and put it in my bag, I began to head for the tent exit. But right as I did there was a loud roar, and I stopped in my tracks frozen in fear. What could make such a ferocious sound? What was even more terrifying was the fact that I suddenly had the feeling that someone was breathing down the back of my neck. Of course I did the smart thing; instead of turning around to figure out who it could be, I made a run for it. Ditching my disguise so I could better run, I found myself surrounded by monstrous roars and screams of terror. Apparently one of the drunken fools had decided it would have been a good idea to free one of their beasts. Now I'm not sure how drunk this fellow was, but he must have been completely brain dead if he thought freeing a wild five hundred pound razor-toothed, armor-skinned dire wolf was a good idea for a joke. Well, it would suffice to say he was immediately mauled to death by the creature, who then went on to free his fellow beast. The only good thing about this was that it had caused a large panic, so I at least had some cover to escape. The bad thing about this was that I had to escape a bandit camp filled with both monsters and bandits. Hopefully they were too busy killing one another to notice my escape.

So I began making my way out, avoiding arrows, flying bodies, and basically everything that could potentially end my life. Just as I was about to be home free, I heard a loud scream over the chaos. I turned pale, and gulped, slowly moving to face the source of the scream. Of course it just so happened to be the leader of the bandits, whose snarl was far more terrifying than any other beast around. The entire camp had stopped, going silent and staring at him. Even the beasts seemed oddly attentive, as if they were awaiting an announcement.

“GET THAT OLD GEEZER!” He roared, aiming one of his filthy fingers at me. My eyes widened in fear as everyone in the camp turned to stare me down.

Suddenly I was being chased down by an entire army of bandits and monsters. What made it even scarier was the fact that half of the bandits were in the buff. As I ran I began to wonder if this legendary magical book was really worth the trouble, especially considering I had only just decided against using it. Then again it was only fair to assume that even if I did give them the book back, they'd still rip me to pieces and roast me over an open fire. So I only had one available option. Being as old as I was I couldn't outrun them for too long; eventually they'd sober up enough to chase properly, and then I'd be screwed. So I took out the Timeless Tome, and began searching through the pages for anything that could help me escape. I remember thinking to myself, ‘Come on, help! I need something, anything! Damned book... Do something! Oh God, please don't let this be a one time thing...!’

At that moment I cut my finger on a page, which was highly coincidental in my opinion but oh well, what can you do. At the same time I tripped, dropping the book, and the camp began to gain on me. So in a panic, as they grew closer and closer, I leapt at the book. Everything seemed to stop, or at least slowed down as I touched it. The area was bathed in a bright blue light. I could feel power coursing through my body. I began to feel stronger, better, younger. Then I was sucked into the book, and everything from that point was a bit foggy. I remember flashes of people, people who existed long ago. People who would exist in the future. People who would never exist, and I began to get the feeling that I was meant to write about these people. Maybe that was just me, and the book was just showing me things to make the journey shorter.

Either way, the next thing I remember I waking up by a river, far away from the bandit camp. I suppose the book had transported me away. Of course it had also taken the liberty of changing some things, because when I looked into the river I didn't see my reflection… or at least not the version of my reflection I had expected. I was younger, or at least my skin wasn't as wrinkled as before, and I was in better shape physically. It took me a second to get over the shock of being made immortal, but once I did I was filled with joy…

For the first hundred years or so, at least. Then I began to see why the bandit now spent his days drinking, and partying. Probably explained why he was so frustrated, although he also could have just been a jerk. But over the years I continued writing my stories, having plenty of time to work on them, and traveling to find new sources of inspiration. Of course every forty or so years I had to write under a different name. Otherwise people might have thought something odd was going on, and they would have been correct in assuming so. Although after long, I seemed like I had written just about everything. So I began to search for a muse, inspiration for a new story. Mages, heroes, kings, knights, anyone who made for a good story. I found many, although they were never quite aware of my presence. I made sure not to grow close to those I shadowed. The idea of watching someone I loved grow old... I just wouldn’t be capable of bearing such pain ever again. It's been some time since then, and I'm currently searching for new inspiration for a story. Of course with all the drama involving dragons, and a new type of mage going on, I think it won't be too difficult to find. I just hope I don't end up burned to death by a dragon… That would be a drag.”

Magic Rank:

A

Magic:

Solid script magic: This magic allows the user to create words that take on the form of whatever they constitute. So say Roland were to write “Fire”, then the word would take on the form of flames, being able to heat things, grow larger causing greater fires, or even destroying things. Elements he creates are capable of being ingested by the appropriate type of dragon slayer. So the fires he creates, for example, could be eaten by a fire dragonslayer.

Page Master magic, aka Paper Manipulation magic: Thanks to a magic book, Roland has become immortal. But not only that, he's also gained the amazing ability to control- you guessed it- paper! Wow! Isn't that so cool!? Yeah! ...Not really.

Sure the power is very versatile, and useful in ways most magic isn't. Like for when you want to create giant paper airplanes to send flying at your enemies. You could also use them for travel. Or you could create giant paper wings, and use those to fly. Paper swords are always fun, you could create those and give your enemies paper cuts! Of course being decently talented in this field, those paper cuts could end up in potentially dying of blood loss, or decapitation. There are a few other things like my ability to turn into paper, usually a flurry of paper to better avoid attacks.

I also have a move I use only as a last resort...

Bookmark: This allows me to capture my foes. Sealing them inside of books, where the only means of escape is to either finish the story, which entails surviving everything that happens plot-wise. I could also free them myself, although the final and most risky option is to destroy the book. If they were to destroy the book it would be somewhat like trying to escape a roaring inferno for the person inside. Which could end in their death or in serious injury (not to mention it would ruin a precious work of literature). The other use of this ability is a quick escape. I can place myself into books to escape foes, and can even travel from one book to another based on who the author of the book is. But the same rules apply, so if someone were to destroy the book before I could escape then I'd most likely die a horrible death, having no one to identify my body or bury it. I'd also have to watch out for the things that occur in the book, so that they don’t end up killing me.

Level of Expertise:

Moderate in both his magic

Equipment:

Big backpack filled with all his necessities. Including but not limited to, paper, pens, notebooks, Books written by both himself and others, food, drinks, medical supplies, a compass, walking stick, and much more.

Miscellaneous:

He still carries around the old notebook and pen he got from his mentor Yvain all those years ago, as well as the Timeless Tome itself. They're his most precious possessions.

PhantomMelody · Aug 10, 2017

Name Melody Chia-ros

Gender Female

Age 17

Appearance
(Picture or description, or even both)

Height

Hair Colour White

Eye Colour Red

Personality She is an oddball girl, She never shows her emotions but people can sense her emotions sometimes, she is a kindhearted girl who loves brawling with her guild mates and making friends even tho it doesn't show on her face. She would be willing to do anything to help her friends and guild mates tho she doesnt show it much she is happy when someone praises her.

She is loved by animals as her lack of emotions tend to not scare away animals and she loves cute stuffed animals and toys of the such, In a way she is also shy around others who she has yet to meet tho she does never show it.

Character Strengths Fighting, Endurance, Fast, Good Hearing and Good Smell

Character Flaws Dimwitted, oblivious, gets into fights easy, and gets motion sickness on any moving vehicle

Likes Animals, Fire, Food, Fighting

Dislikes Mean People, Awfull tasting Fire, and her motion sickness

Biography : At a young age she was left to fend for herself, By a family who seems to hate her even as a baby, there she was picked up by an Hellfire dragon and was raised by him, he started to teach her dragon slayer magic at the age of 3 and since then she saw countless thing and mountain ranges, she saw the dragon as the family she never knew, it even taught her to read and write.

At the age of 10 she was already used to the basics of dragon slayer magic and gotten used to it and since then she trained day after day for him until her 15th birthday where the dragon told her to travel the world and ever since for the last 2 years she traveled,meeting new people and trained her magic.

Mage Rank
A- rank

Magic Hellfire Dragonslayer,
(No more than three. A primary, secondary, and third type of magic. Skill accordingly as well.)

Roar of the Hellfire Dragon
She taps into the fire within her body and transforms it into Hellfire, She then would hit her fists together and release a massive burst of Hellfire like a dragon roar, the fire burning all to ashes.
The only way to dodge this attack is to either move out of the way or get lucky or make miss. The more her emotions that are sealed up inside her body makes it way stronger.

Wing Attack of the Hellfire Dragon
She uses her elbows to manipulate fire as she jumps over her enemy as the fire takes the forms of Dragon wings and they brutally strike the enemy down from above as she can also glide down from high place.
The way to dodge this it to get on the ground cause the flames wont reach anything laying on the ground. Water will work too if someone is covered in it the flames down effect them or to dowse her body. The flames are generated at her shoulders and then generate down her arms then to expand into winged shape flames.
If she is feeling sad the flame formed wings are smaller but if she is excited and stuff the wings are bigger then before

Hellfire regeneration
She uses her fire and places it over wounds and causes them to heal, she can heal anything from minor injuries to major injuries but the major injuries don't heal all the way with hellfire it just heals it enough to stop bleeding but after that she would need to rest and let them heal themselves.
ant be used when covered in water. The feel of her flames that are generated from her hands and body heat.
If she is calm the healing works faster but if something is bothering her then they heal slower then usual

Hellfire Coat
She coats her body in a golden layer of Hellfire that burns a golden and pitch black tone by increasing her body heat so much as it burns everything around, she ends up going berserk in this state but if she uses it for too long she ends up passing out cold and the only way to cancel it is to get dowsed in water so she tends to use it as a last resort, cant be used when water is on her body. During this state all her pent up emotions are released and after this state her magic become alot weaker as she is tired and her magic strength comes from the pent up emotions she stores

Level of Expertise
She is yet to have full controll over her Dragon SlayerMagic but She has enough control tleep her flames in control but they tend to run wild when her blood is pumping

Strengths Fighting, Dealing with the cold, Fast movements, Able to change any flame into hellfire

Weaknesses Motion sickness, Is useless in water, ends up getting burned in her berserk state

Equipment Uses her bare hands as she is good at hand to hand combat mainly cause of her Magic

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